Two hundred years ago.
To be precise, in 2125, a war broke out on this prosperous planet.
Both sides in the war were determined to completely destroy each other and used almost all the means they could use.
The war lasted only three years.
But it took only three years to destroy everything on the surface.
The long nuclear winter almost extinguished the fire of civilization, and both sides successfully sent the other party to hell and successfully buried themselves.
Since then, a wasteland era that is even more depressing than the Great Depression has begun.
Although it has been two centuries since the war of doomsday and the nuclear winter has basically ended more than a century ago, humans have not returned to the top of the food chain.
The proliferation of nuclear, biological and even genetic weapons has led to the ecosystem of the entire planet to evolve in extreme directions.
And those mutants called xenotypes are also the main threats faced by survivors struggling in the ruins.
For example, when Chu Guang first came to this world, the wolf dog with two heads that he encountered was one of them.
However, even if it is a different species, there are strengths and weaknesses.
Deformities caused by gamma rays like double-headed hyenas are usually not very effective in combat. With a few lucky exceptions, their combat effectiveness is not even comparable to before the mutation.
In contrast, alien species such as chewers, crawlers, etc., which are caused by biological weapons and are mutated to the point where they can no longer trace their origins, are the monsters that are truly born for killing.
Their nervous system is eroded by mutant fungi and usually hides in light-free facilities such as ruins, sewers, or subways during the day. They will only go out to the streets to feed when night falls.
The situation in the suburbs will be much better than in the city.
Especially in the remote suburbs.
In the past five months, the most dangerous alien species Chu Guang encountered was nothing more than a mutated brown bear.Although that guy was strong, he had relatively slow reactions.
Before being discovered by it, Chu Guang carefully avoided it.
The shimmer of morning light passed through the broken concrete walls, and together with the shadow of steel scraps, it fell on the street full of car wreckage and gravel.
It's eight o'clock in the morning now.
The time here is about twelve hours a day difference from the East Eighth Time Zone in the present world.
Looking at the two mutant hyenas wandering on the street, Chu Guang tightened the pointed water pipe in his hand and carefully walked around behind the ruins.
Although he was confident to kill them, there was no need to cause trouble.
Besides, these beasts are very smart and even know how to use similar types as bait. No one knows how many hidden there are in the shadow of the ruins next to them.
Follow the trail through the dilapidated block.
When Chu Guang saw the sign of Bet Street Children's Park, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In front is the larger survivor settlement near Bet Street, where more than 100 survivors live.
Before the war broke out, it was once a children's playground with a large number of rides and a wide lawn.
After the war, the place was designated as a temporary shelter by the army, and a large number of citizens fled from the city of Qingquan City were accommodated.
There is no way for those refugees to know what happened to them later, but more than two hundred years later, this place has developed into a small town.
People used discarded plastic boards, canopies, wood and metal brackets to mix and match them on the bare mud floor to form a simple shack.
It's very similar to the kind in the era of unruly people.
The walls of the amusement park are natural barriers, and after rough repairs, they are tied with iron wire and wooden boards with nails.
In the center of the amusement park is a five-story classical castle, which has a fairy tale feeling.
However, the paint on the surface had already faded, and most of the walls facing the city center collapsed, leaving only the half of the north and a crumbling lonely tower.
Even a fairy tale is absolutely a dark fairy tale.
But even if the building is broken like this, it is still the most luxurious building on Bet Street.
At the same time, it is also the mayor's home.
Although he lived here for five months, Chu Guang had never met the mayor.That adult was mysterious and rarely showed up in public.
Yo, I've been back so early.
Looking at Chu Guang walking from the corner of the street, Old Wote, who was hanging from the dry tobacco, squinted his eyes and a trace of turbid white smoke emerged from his nostrils.
He held a double-barrel hunting rifle in his hand.
Although it has been a few years, no one will doubt its power.
Chu Guang once saw it with his own eyes that the old man fired only two shots and knocked down a mutated brown bear that rushed towards the gate of Bate Street.
Since then, he has longed to have one.
I was delayed outside for a night.
Outside?
The old man glanced at the pointed water pipe on Chu Guang's back, and his eyebrows raised a hint of surprise.
No one knows better than him how dangerous the night is.
Every time he was on night shift, his index finger didn't dare to move away from the trigger. Any slight movement would make his nerves tense all over his body.
Although the alien species in the remote suburbs are not as dangerous as in the urban area, too many plunderers are eyeing the place.
If it falls into their hands, the consequences will not be much better than dying in alien hands.
Old Walter didn't believe that this guy spent a night safely on the wasteland with just one steel pipe.
Something happened.
Chu Guang didn't explain, but gave Old Walter a tired look for him to experience it himself, and then walked straight through the gate of the settlement.
There is only one waste recycling station on Bet Street, which is easy to find, next to the main entrance of the settlement.
There is an old-fashioned electronic scale that can never be accurate when it comes to the roller shutter door, and a fair and unrestrained archway stands next to it.
This store is the property of the town mayor, and it is the only place to buy used parts and mutant mole skins on Bet Street.
In order to monopolize the business of picking up garbage, the dictator even proclaimed a law.
That is, everyone shall not sell the captured prey and the garbage they picked up to the caravans passing here privately.
The reason is to ensure that the goods on Bet Street can be sold at a reasonable price, rather than being shamelessly squeezed by cunning merchants in terms of prices.
The reason why this unreasonable and unreasonable rule was passed is to some extent related to the ignorance of the survivors here.
And ordinary caravans will not risk offending this dictator and purchase the little pity-worthy materials from the hands of the scavengers.
They only do big deals.
And they only do business with trustworthy people.
Sell?Or buy it?
The shop owner was a fifty-year-old man named Charlie. He was said to have been a resident of a shelter in another province. Later, he was arrested and became a slave until the mayor bought him from a slave owner and handed over the work of dealing with the scavengers.
Most of the residents here are native wasteland people, without any education, and their mathematics is bad, and they can be miscalculated by addition and subtraction that is less than 100.
But Charlie is different.
He came out of the shelter.
Although none of the shelters on this wasteland are exactly the same, one thing is similar.
All those who could live there were elites in pre-war society. Their children not only inherited their smart minds from their parents, but also received a good education from the Enlightenment era.
If the world hadn't been terrible, he would have become an engineer, doctor or scholar like his father.
Instead of keeping your books here.
Sell.
Without nonsense, Chu Guang took out 6 used batteries from his backpack and threw them on the tray of the electronic scale.
This was found in the wreckage of nearby buildings before he discovered the 404 refuge.
Old Charlie picked up the waste battery on the table, checked casually the model and whether the gas was damaged, and threw it on the scale beside him.
This thing is definitely scrapped, but it is still OK to recycle the materials inside.
The quality is pretty good, and the garbage in this area should have been searched for. Where did you get good things?
Can this be called a good thing?
Good luck.
Haha, I just asked casually.Well, the battery is good, but the quality of the adhesive is average. After the seal is removed, the situation inside is probably a mess. I can only calculate it at 50% off for you... All of them add up to 3 chips.
Chu Guang did not bargain with him, and took over 3 white chips from him.
This metal-like plastic coin is issued by Jushi City, the largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City, and can be exchanged for food and supplies in most survivor settlements in Qingquan City.
The front of the chips is printed with face value, and the back is special anti-counterfeiting code and printing, which will show a special luster under sunlight.
This kind of chip has many advantages such as heat resistance, easy storage, and high recognition.The most important point is that post-war technology can basically not be imitated.
Small and medium-sized survivors like Bet Street, which have a small population and no industrial capacity, are mainly engaged in business with caravans in Giant Rock City, exchanging necessary daily necessities and even weapons with agricultural products, prey and picked up garbage.
Naturally, this currency was circulated on Bet Street.
Of course, it is not working at all times. If the caravan does not come in any month, the prices in the entire settlement will be messed up.
The mayor has also tried to promote a bookkeeping ticket for Bate Street's own currency, but no one admitted it at all.
Even the survivors of Bate Street knew that even wiping the butt was in trouble, and it was no different from waste paper.
Want to buy something?A batch of new goods from Giant Rock City just arrived in the store.
Chu Guang, who was about to leave, stopped and turned around and asked.
Is there a gun?
That doesn't happen, you can't afford it.
Old Charlie grinned and continued to say, looking at Chu Guang who turned around and was about to leave.
But there are some food and fuel.If I were you, I would definitely buy more before the price increases.
Even the cheapest ones are hard to buy in places like Bate Street.
Because even if an arms caravan passes by here occasionally, those weapons usually enter the mayor's own warehouse and they will not place the shelves here for anyone to choose.
Besides, as Old Charlie said, even if there is really that kind of thing, they, like scavengers, cannot afford it.
Chu Guang knew very well why he said that.
As a well-educated shelter resident, Charlie would not be unable to see that all the survivors living on Bate Street, whether they are scavengers or hunters, have all their surplus value been exploited by the mayor's family.
Even though the mayor never reached out and took away even a bargaining chip from their pockets.
Are food and fuel prices going to rise?
Looking at Chu Guang with an unexpected written on his face, Charlie smiled faintly and said.
Haven't you noticed that it's cooling down recently, while the alien species outside are becoming active.
Chu Guang frowned and thought for a moment, suddenly thought of something and said.
Is winter coming?
I remember you came here five months ago, and you may not have experienced it. In previous years, it was almost time to cool down slowly.This year... winter is probably coming earlier, and it may snow in October.
Speaking of this, Charlie paused for a moment and said meaningfully.
It's winter coming.
Whether it is a human or a alien species, you have to prepare in advance.
When he first came to Bet Street, Chu Guang was wearing a blue jacket. Charlie subconsciously regarded him as a refuge, so he was quite caring for him.
Although this kind of care has never been reflected in the transaction price, the old man has indeed helped Chu Guang a little in terms of experience.
Otherwise, he would not have adapted to life in the wasteland so quickly.
Chu Guang nodded seriously.
I get it, thank you.
You're welcome, Charlie smiled faintly, don't die.
It is already early September, and if it really snows in October, there is only more than a month left for Chu Guang to prepare.
For survivors living in this area, snow is definitely not something to be happy about.This means that in addition to food, there is also a fuel expenditure.
Most people here make a living by picking up garbage and hunting, and the nearby farms only need people during the busy farming period.
In winter, the difficulty of picking up garbage will increase exponentially, and no one can predict whether the parts buried in the snow can be utilised by waste or the fangs of mutant rats.
Animals like wild deer and rabbit that can provide carnivorous will also reduce their activity time and even simply hide in their nests for winter.
The worst thing is that once winter begins, the caravan will not come here.Even if you pick up good things, you can only pile them at home and you can only sell them until the spring of the following year.
Or, venture to the Rock City ten kilometers away.
It is the largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City, and the market there will not be closed even in winter.
However, its location is on the edge of Qingquan City's Third Ring Road, next to the Beicheng District of Qingquan City, and there are countless dangers along the way.
Most people want to walk over with their legs, and it is a winter when the lowest temperature can reach minus ten degrees Celsius, which is tantamount to suicide!
……
After leaving the recycling station, Chu Guang first returned to his residence.
In fact, it is not so much a residence, but rather a shack that can barely block the rain, without even a decent window or door.
Until yesterday, he was thinking about collecting some materials such as cement, PVC boards, and sealing the air-leaked wall before winter came.
But now it seems that there is no need for this.
A rusty aluminum box was pulled out from the moldy sleeping bag. Chu Guang struggled to break it apart and poured the plastic coins hidden inside on the lame wooden table.
There are a total of 47 white chips with a face value of 1 point.
Including the 3 pieces on my body, the total is exactly 50 points!
He saved all this money by saving frugality and little by little, so that one day he could leave this ghost place and move to the Giant Rock City.
But now...
He has already made new plans for the property.
If you can set up your own business, why bother with others?
The ruins of the sanatorium above the shelter can be used, and the walls around the building are all concrete structures... If players can use them, collecting some materials nearby will not be too difficult to repair.
There is a wetland park near the sanatorium, and it is not convenient to collect metal waste, but the surrounding vegetation is still lush, so the fuel for heating should not be too short. In addition, wood can also be used as a material for repairing buildings and making furniture... Axe!Yes, I have to buy four axes.
Fight monsters and level up?
It doesn't exist!
It is said that it is a 100% real hardcore game. Since it is a hardcore game, it naturally has to start with the most basic work!
Tools such as shovels and saws are also indispensable!Before the player logged in, Chu Guang had already figured out how to arrange them.
Of course, in addition to the tools for working, there are also the most important food rations.
Once the culture chamber is activated, the active substance pre-stored in the culture chamber will be consumed immediately to synthesize clones for players to use.
And these clones all need to eat!
Although the clone can lie in the cultivation cabin when the player is not online and sleeps at a lower metabolic level, it is impossible to lie down all the time.
People must eat when they are alive, this is an eternal truth!
At least you have to reserve enough food consumed by five adults in a week... If you calculate it by two meals a day, you will get 70 wheat cakes for each meal.
Wheat cakes are the most common food on Bet Street, and you can change two chips at 1 o'clock.
This thing is usually as big as a palm, and it tastes very hard and rough when bitten, like soil mixed with sand, but it can fill your stomach and replenish a little salt.
It can be cooked in a pot and it can still be made into a paste.
70 cakes, if you buy them, you will get 35 chips. Even if you bargain, 30 chips are indispensable.In this way, your budget is not enough.
Chu Guang's brows frowned, but soon stretched out again.
He just thought the problem complicated.
In fact, there is no need to let those players eat too well.
If you replace the wheat cake with the raw material for making wheat cakes, which is the green wheat produced by a nearby farm, you only need 3 chips to buy a full kilogram!
Stock up 5 kilograms, enough for him to eat alone for two weeks!
As for the others, I will find a way out then.
Let's prepare these things for now...
After sweeping the allocated chips into the backpack, Chu Guang carried the backpack again on his body.
Although he didn't sleep all night, he was so excited that he seemed to have found the meaning of life again, and he was not sleepy at all.
When he pushed open the door and came outside, he saw the little girl from the neighbor's house looking at him curiously.
Chu Guang recognized her name, Yu Xiaoyu, who was the youngest daughter of the Yu family.
Most of the survivors on the wasteland have pale faces and thin skin, and the Yu family’s youngest daughter is no exception. Her small arms and legs, which are like sticks, make it hard to imagine that she is already at the age of getting married.
Seeing that Chu Guang noticed her, she was not shy and walked out of the room.
I heard something happening at your home, so I came and take a look.
Every day at dawn, men on Bet Street would go out to pick up scatters or hunt, while the elderly, weak, women and children would usually stay at home to look after their houses or do some money-making work.
Although everyone is poor and has no meals after eating, can't save money, and there is nothing to steal at home, no one wants to come to his house to take advantage of others when he goes out.
This man named Chu Guang came from outside. He usually went out early and returned late, and rarely communicated with neighbors in his residence.
She didn't know much about him, she just felt that he didn't look like he could endure hardships.
At the beginning, everyone was very careful of him, and my mother asked her to focus more on this stranger from outside.
However, Xiaoyu felt that he was not like a bad guy, because once he stewed soup at the door and distributed a bowl to her.
Thanks.
You're welcome, I can help you take care of your house when you go out.She blinked and added happily, "I'm still idle anyway."
A pity child.
If she was in that world, she should still be studying at her current age.
Not wanting to make people feel offended, Chu Guang hid a trace of pity in his eyes, took out a lollipop from his pocket expressionlessly, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.
Take it and eat it.
Don't tell anyone what I gave.
Otherwise it will be gone in the future.
Never seen this food.
Yu Xiaoyu first took a bite of the wrapping paper and found that he couldn't bite it open. Then he realized that the packaging outside was about to be torn open.
Black eyes stared at the red fruit ball inserted on the plastic rod. She carefully stuck out her tongue and licked it gently.
What does this taste like?!
So sweet!
Little stars flashed in her eyes, and she raised her head happily and wanted to say thank you.
However, the person who gave her candy food had already walked away.
To be precise, in 2125, a war broke out on this prosperous planet.
Both sides in the war were determined to completely destroy each other and used almost all the means they could use.
The war lasted only three years.
But it took only three years to destroy everything on the surface.
The long nuclear winter almost extinguished the fire of civilization, and both sides successfully sent the other party to hell and successfully buried themselves.
Since then, a wasteland era that is even more depressing than the Great Depression has begun.
Although it has been two centuries since the war of doomsday and the nuclear winter has basically ended more than a century ago, humans have not returned to the top of the food chain.
The proliferation of nuclear, biological and even genetic weapons has led to the ecosystem of the entire planet to evolve in extreme directions.
And those mutants called xenotypes are also the main threats faced by survivors struggling in the ruins.
For example, when Chu Guang first came to this world, the wolf dog with two heads that he encountered was one of them.
However, even if it is a different species, there are strengths and weaknesses.
Deformities caused by gamma rays like double-headed hyenas are usually not very effective in combat. With a few lucky exceptions, their combat effectiveness is not even comparable to before the mutation.
In contrast, alien species such as chewers, crawlers, etc., which are caused by biological weapons and are mutated to the point where they can no longer trace their origins, are the monsters that are truly born for killing.
Their nervous system is eroded by mutant fungi and usually hides in light-free facilities such as ruins, sewers, or subways during the day. They will only go out to the streets to feed when night falls.
The situation in the suburbs will be much better than in the city.
Especially in the remote suburbs.
In the past five months, the most dangerous alien species Chu Guang encountered was nothing more than a mutated brown bear.Although that guy was strong, he had relatively slow reactions.
Before being discovered by it, Chu Guang carefully avoided it.
The shimmer of morning light passed through the broken concrete walls, and together with the shadow of steel scraps, it fell on the street full of car wreckage and gravel.
It's eight o'clock in the morning now.
The time here is about twelve hours a day difference from the East Eighth Time Zone in the present world.
Looking at the two mutant hyenas wandering on the street, Chu Guang tightened the pointed water pipe in his hand and carefully walked around behind the ruins.
Although he was confident to kill them, there was no need to cause trouble.
Besides, these beasts are very smart and even know how to use similar types as bait. No one knows how many hidden there are in the shadow of the ruins next to them.
Follow the trail through the dilapidated block.
When Chu Guang saw the sign of Bet Street Children's Park, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In front is the larger survivor settlement near Bet Street, where more than 100 survivors live.
Before the war broke out, it was once a children's playground with a large number of rides and a wide lawn.
After the war, the place was designated as a temporary shelter by the army, and a large number of citizens fled from the city of Qingquan City were accommodated.
There is no way for those refugees to know what happened to them later, but more than two hundred years later, this place has developed into a small town.
People used discarded plastic boards, canopies, wood and metal brackets to mix and match them on the bare mud floor to form a simple shack.
It's very similar to the kind in the era of unruly people.
The walls of the amusement park are natural barriers, and after rough repairs, they are tied with iron wire and wooden boards with nails.
In the center of the amusement park is a five-story classical castle, which has a fairy tale feeling.
However, the paint on the surface had already faded, and most of the walls facing the city center collapsed, leaving only the half of the north and a crumbling lonely tower.
Even a fairy tale is absolutely a dark fairy tale.
But even if the building is broken like this, it is still the most luxurious building on Bet Street.
At the same time, it is also the mayor's home.
Although he lived here for five months, Chu Guang had never met the mayor.That adult was mysterious and rarely showed up in public.
Yo, I've been back so early.
Looking at Chu Guang walking from the corner of the street, Old Wote, who was hanging from the dry tobacco, squinted his eyes and a trace of turbid white smoke emerged from his nostrils.
He held a double-barrel hunting rifle in his hand.
Although it has been a few years, no one will doubt its power.
Chu Guang once saw it with his own eyes that the old man fired only two shots and knocked down a mutated brown bear that rushed towards the gate of Bate Street.
Since then, he has longed to have one.
I was delayed outside for a night.
Outside?
The old man glanced at the pointed water pipe on Chu Guang's back, and his eyebrows raised a hint of surprise.
No one knows better than him how dangerous the night is.
Every time he was on night shift, his index finger didn't dare to move away from the trigger. Any slight movement would make his nerves tense all over his body.
Although the alien species in the remote suburbs are not as dangerous as in the urban area, too many plunderers are eyeing the place.
If it falls into their hands, the consequences will not be much better than dying in alien hands.
Old Walter didn't believe that this guy spent a night safely on the wasteland with just one steel pipe.
Something happened.
Chu Guang didn't explain, but gave Old Walter a tired look for him to experience it himself, and then walked straight through the gate of the settlement.
There is only one waste recycling station on Bet Street, which is easy to find, next to the main entrance of the settlement.
There is an old-fashioned electronic scale that can never be accurate when it comes to the roller shutter door, and a fair and unrestrained archway stands next to it.
This store is the property of the town mayor, and it is the only place to buy used parts and mutant mole skins on Bet Street.
In order to monopolize the business of picking up garbage, the dictator even proclaimed a law.
That is, everyone shall not sell the captured prey and the garbage they picked up to the caravans passing here privately.
The reason is to ensure that the goods on Bet Street can be sold at a reasonable price, rather than being shamelessly squeezed by cunning merchants in terms of prices.
The reason why this unreasonable and unreasonable rule was passed is to some extent related to the ignorance of the survivors here.
And ordinary caravans will not risk offending this dictator and purchase the little pity-worthy materials from the hands of the scavengers.
They only do big deals.
And they only do business with trustworthy people.
Sell?Or buy it?
The shop owner was a fifty-year-old man named Charlie. He was said to have been a resident of a shelter in another province. Later, he was arrested and became a slave until the mayor bought him from a slave owner and handed over the work of dealing with the scavengers.
Most of the residents here are native wasteland people, without any education, and their mathematics is bad, and they can be miscalculated by addition and subtraction that is less than 100.
But Charlie is different.
He came out of the shelter.
Although none of the shelters on this wasteland are exactly the same, one thing is similar.
All those who could live there were elites in pre-war society. Their children not only inherited their smart minds from their parents, but also received a good education from the Enlightenment era.
If the world hadn't been terrible, he would have become an engineer, doctor or scholar like his father.
Instead of keeping your books here.
Sell.
Without nonsense, Chu Guang took out 6 used batteries from his backpack and threw them on the tray of the electronic scale.
This was found in the wreckage of nearby buildings before he discovered the 404 refuge.
Old Charlie picked up the waste battery on the table, checked casually the model and whether the gas was damaged, and threw it on the scale beside him.
This thing is definitely scrapped, but it is still OK to recycle the materials inside.
The quality is pretty good, and the garbage in this area should have been searched for. Where did you get good things?
Can this be called a good thing?
Good luck.
Haha, I just asked casually.Well, the battery is good, but the quality of the adhesive is average. After the seal is removed, the situation inside is probably a mess. I can only calculate it at 50% off for you... All of them add up to 3 chips.
Chu Guang did not bargain with him, and took over 3 white chips from him.
This metal-like plastic coin is issued by Jushi City, the largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City, and can be exchanged for food and supplies in most survivor settlements in Qingquan City.
The front of the chips is printed with face value, and the back is special anti-counterfeiting code and printing, which will show a special luster under sunlight.
This kind of chip has many advantages such as heat resistance, easy storage, and high recognition.The most important point is that post-war technology can basically not be imitated.
Small and medium-sized survivors like Bet Street, which have a small population and no industrial capacity, are mainly engaged in business with caravans in Giant Rock City, exchanging necessary daily necessities and even weapons with agricultural products, prey and picked up garbage.
Naturally, this currency was circulated on Bet Street.
Of course, it is not working at all times. If the caravan does not come in any month, the prices in the entire settlement will be messed up.
The mayor has also tried to promote a bookkeeping ticket for Bate Street's own currency, but no one admitted it at all.
Even the survivors of Bate Street knew that even wiping the butt was in trouble, and it was no different from waste paper.
Want to buy something?A batch of new goods from Giant Rock City just arrived in the store.
Chu Guang, who was about to leave, stopped and turned around and asked.
Is there a gun?
That doesn't happen, you can't afford it.
Old Charlie grinned and continued to say, looking at Chu Guang who turned around and was about to leave.
But there are some food and fuel.If I were you, I would definitely buy more before the price increases.
Even the cheapest ones are hard to buy in places like Bate Street.
Because even if an arms caravan passes by here occasionally, those weapons usually enter the mayor's own warehouse and they will not place the shelves here for anyone to choose.
Besides, as Old Charlie said, even if there is really that kind of thing, they, like scavengers, cannot afford it.
Chu Guang knew very well why he said that.
As a well-educated shelter resident, Charlie would not be unable to see that all the survivors living on Bate Street, whether they are scavengers or hunters, have all their surplus value been exploited by the mayor's family.
Even though the mayor never reached out and took away even a bargaining chip from their pockets.
Are food and fuel prices going to rise?
Looking at Chu Guang with an unexpected written on his face, Charlie smiled faintly and said.
Haven't you noticed that it's cooling down recently, while the alien species outside are becoming active.
Chu Guang frowned and thought for a moment, suddenly thought of something and said.
Is winter coming?
I remember you came here five months ago, and you may not have experienced it. In previous years, it was almost time to cool down slowly.This year... winter is probably coming earlier, and it may snow in October.
Speaking of this, Charlie paused for a moment and said meaningfully.
It's winter coming.
Whether it is a human or a alien species, you have to prepare in advance.
When he first came to Bet Street, Chu Guang was wearing a blue jacket. Charlie subconsciously regarded him as a refuge, so he was quite caring for him.
Although this kind of care has never been reflected in the transaction price, the old man has indeed helped Chu Guang a little in terms of experience.
Otherwise, he would not have adapted to life in the wasteland so quickly.
Chu Guang nodded seriously.
I get it, thank you.
You're welcome, Charlie smiled faintly, don't die.
It is already early September, and if it really snows in October, there is only more than a month left for Chu Guang to prepare.
For survivors living in this area, snow is definitely not something to be happy about.This means that in addition to food, there is also a fuel expenditure.
Most people here make a living by picking up garbage and hunting, and the nearby farms only need people during the busy farming period.
In winter, the difficulty of picking up garbage will increase exponentially, and no one can predict whether the parts buried in the snow can be utilised by waste or the fangs of mutant rats.
Animals like wild deer and rabbit that can provide carnivorous will also reduce their activity time and even simply hide in their nests for winter.
The worst thing is that once winter begins, the caravan will not come here.Even if you pick up good things, you can only pile them at home and you can only sell them until the spring of the following year.
Or, venture to the Rock City ten kilometers away.
It is the largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City, and the market there will not be closed even in winter.
However, its location is on the edge of Qingquan City's Third Ring Road, next to the Beicheng District of Qingquan City, and there are countless dangers along the way.
Most people want to walk over with their legs, and it is a winter when the lowest temperature can reach minus ten degrees Celsius, which is tantamount to suicide!
……
After leaving the recycling station, Chu Guang first returned to his residence.
In fact, it is not so much a residence, but rather a shack that can barely block the rain, without even a decent window or door.
Until yesterday, he was thinking about collecting some materials such as cement, PVC boards, and sealing the air-leaked wall before winter came.
But now it seems that there is no need for this.
A rusty aluminum box was pulled out from the moldy sleeping bag. Chu Guang struggled to break it apart and poured the plastic coins hidden inside on the lame wooden table.
There are a total of 47 white chips with a face value of 1 point.
Including the 3 pieces on my body, the total is exactly 50 points!
He saved all this money by saving frugality and little by little, so that one day he could leave this ghost place and move to the Giant Rock City.
But now...
He has already made new plans for the property.
If you can set up your own business, why bother with others?
The ruins of the sanatorium above the shelter can be used, and the walls around the building are all concrete structures... If players can use them, collecting some materials nearby will not be too difficult to repair.
There is a wetland park near the sanatorium, and it is not convenient to collect metal waste, but the surrounding vegetation is still lush, so the fuel for heating should not be too short. In addition, wood can also be used as a material for repairing buildings and making furniture... Axe!Yes, I have to buy four axes.
Fight monsters and level up?
It doesn't exist!
It is said that it is a 100% real hardcore game. Since it is a hardcore game, it naturally has to start with the most basic work!
Tools such as shovels and saws are also indispensable!Before the player logged in, Chu Guang had already figured out how to arrange them.
Of course, in addition to the tools for working, there are also the most important food rations.
Once the culture chamber is activated, the active substance pre-stored in the culture chamber will be consumed immediately to synthesize clones for players to use.
And these clones all need to eat!
Although the clone can lie in the cultivation cabin when the player is not online and sleeps at a lower metabolic level, it is impossible to lie down all the time.
People must eat when they are alive, this is an eternal truth!
At least you have to reserve enough food consumed by five adults in a week... If you calculate it by two meals a day, you will get 70 wheat cakes for each meal.
Wheat cakes are the most common food on Bet Street, and you can change two chips at 1 o'clock.
This thing is usually as big as a palm, and it tastes very hard and rough when bitten, like soil mixed with sand, but it can fill your stomach and replenish a little salt.
It can be cooked in a pot and it can still be made into a paste.
70 cakes, if you buy them, you will get 35 chips. Even if you bargain, 30 chips are indispensable.In this way, your budget is not enough.
Chu Guang's brows frowned, but soon stretched out again.
He just thought the problem complicated.
In fact, there is no need to let those players eat too well.
If you replace the wheat cake with the raw material for making wheat cakes, which is the green wheat produced by a nearby farm, you only need 3 chips to buy a full kilogram!
Stock up 5 kilograms, enough for him to eat alone for two weeks!
As for the others, I will find a way out then.
Let's prepare these things for now...
After sweeping the allocated chips into the backpack, Chu Guang carried the backpack again on his body.
Although he didn't sleep all night, he was so excited that he seemed to have found the meaning of life again, and he was not sleepy at all.
When he pushed open the door and came outside, he saw the little girl from the neighbor's house looking at him curiously.
Chu Guang recognized her name, Yu Xiaoyu, who was the youngest daughter of the Yu family.
Most of the survivors on the wasteland have pale faces and thin skin, and the Yu family’s youngest daughter is no exception. Her small arms and legs, which are like sticks, make it hard to imagine that she is already at the age of getting married.
Seeing that Chu Guang noticed her, she was not shy and walked out of the room.
I heard something happening at your home, so I came and take a look.
Every day at dawn, men on Bet Street would go out to pick up scatters or hunt, while the elderly, weak, women and children would usually stay at home to look after their houses or do some money-making work.
Although everyone is poor and has no meals after eating, can't save money, and there is nothing to steal at home, no one wants to come to his house to take advantage of others when he goes out.
This man named Chu Guang came from outside. He usually went out early and returned late, and rarely communicated with neighbors in his residence.
She didn't know much about him, she just felt that he didn't look like he could endure hardships.
At the beginning, everyone was very careful of him, and my mother asked her to focus more on this stranger from outside.
However, Xiaoyu felt that he was not like a bad guy, because once he stewed soup at the door and distributed a bowl to her.
Thanks.
You're welcome, I can help you take care of your house when you go out.She blinked and added happily, "I'm still idle anyway."
A pity child.
If she was in that world, she should still be studying at her current age.
Not wanting to make people feel offended, Chu Guang hid a trace of pity in his eyes, took out a lollipop from his pocket expressionlessly, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.
Take it and eat it.
Don't tell anyone what I gave.
Otherwise it will be gone in the future.
Never seen this food.
Yu Xiaoyu first took a bite of the wrapping paper and found that he couldn't bite it open. Then he realized that the packaging outside was about to be torn open.
Black eyes stared at the red fruit ball inserted on the plastic rod. She carefully stuck out her tongue and licked it gently.
What does this taste like?!
So sweet!
Little stars flashed in her eyes, and she raised her head happily and wanted to say thank you.
However, the person who gave her candy food had already walked away.
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