On the 3rd floor of the nursing home.
Looking at The Cowboy Team who put on long weapons and hunter equipment and set off again, Lucius showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Good. These little players are getting better and better.
Thanks to them being so sensible and saving himself a lot of effort, Lucius was able to spend his micromanagement time on planning what he should do. For example, play two more games to draw materials.
"... By the way, players of the Alpha 0.6 version should also be online tomorrow."
Many of the raw materials in the shelter are almost bursting, and there is an urgent need for life professional players to step up their efforts to catch up with the footsteps of combat professional players.
Especially the cocoon of the devil moth, there are several hills piled up next to the warehouse. When The Cowboy Team clear the first floor of the greenhouse ruins, I am afraid they will have to pile up another one hill next to it.
The guaranteed income of 200 silver coins seems to be a bit much. But it doesn't matter, silver coins are just a number to Lucius, and he can send as much as he wants after he has an electronic account.
The key is to enrich the shelves of the store so that players can buy more things. Only in this way will the money sent out have meaning.
Otherwise, so what if you send one billion to your account through a dungeon? Today I will give you one billion, and tomorrow I will give him two billion. After that, does everyone will be happy to buy potatoes with a dozen zeros? Presumably at that time, the little players who feel that the tasks are not given will miss the good old days when a croissant was only a few copper coins.
But fortunately, even if such people are not sober, their planning is sober, and there is a high probability that this kind of thing will not happen.
In order to increase the production capacity of the shelter, more than half of the 50 players recruited for this version update were randomly selected from the user pool labeled "Life Occupation".
As for how this label was put on, it was naturally based on the questionnaires these users filled out when they reserved the game.
For example, when answering the question "Which is your favorite stand-alone game?", "Stardew Valley", "Euro Truck Simulator", "Ringworld" appeared frequently in their answers. ", "Famine", "The Sims" and other leisure and elderly care games.
This means that after they enter "Wasteland OL", they will be more inclined to choose the gameplay of life profession.
Such as production, transportation, farming, building houses and so on. I believe that these small players who are willing to create should be able to use those raw materials to make some valuable things.
Um. By the way, the users in version 0.4 have a completely different style of painting, because Lucius stole it from the user pool of P Club games.
These people are not only proficient in the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipes, but also have in-depth research on the formula of gunpowder. They used the natural disaster DLC in "City Skyline" to accurately clean up the elderly population, and used alien meat to make cans in "Stars".
It can be said that the average person is a war criminal.
"250 players are still not enough, there are 250 left in the training cabin."
"It would be great if we could get more food."
After the Bloody Hand Clan's stronghold was taken down, the shelter's food reserves would theoretically be enough for 300 people to last until the end of winter.
However, there is a problem here. The actual consumption rate of food is often far beyond expectations.
If it weren't for the expensive seasonings and limited cooking conditions, Lucius would bet that this group of players could eat five meals a day, and burp every meal.
Coupled with the fact that there are nomads who have defected here, and survivors working in the brick factory, Lucius does not dare to make a plan too rigidly.
250 players are already a bit tight, and it is better to have food reserves that are more than twice the actual consumption to be safer.
"Speaking of... Should I go to Brown's Farm for some benefits?"
Look at the warehouses of those predators, Brown Farm paid them protection fees.
How do you say that we have solved such a big problem once and for all for the survivors in the northern suburbs of Spring City, it is not justified not to give a thank you gift?
It's not good to just reach out directly, after all, it's not suitable for civilized people to do bandit work, so we have to find a way to get them to take the initiative.
Lucius touched his chin and began to conceive.
But at this moment, Popi, who was squatting aside and playing with the drone, suddenly raised the camera.
"Master, there is a guest here."
……
Outside the south gate.
Facing the wind and snow all the way, Yugin rushed towards the shelter in a hurry.
When he arrived at the south gate, he happened to see Lucius standing at the gate, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted loudly from a long distance away, waving his fist tightly packed with the envelope.
"Brother Lucius!"
Looking at Yugim who was trotting over anxiously, Lucius asked.
"What's wrong with you? You're in such a hurry."
Did something happen at home?
Yugin put his hands on his knees and said out of breath.
"Charlie... The old butler of the grocery store, he asked me to bring you a letter!"
To be honest, when Charlie handed him the letter and asked to send it here, Yugin was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.
After all, there are rules in Beit Street, and you can't do business with foreign caravans without permission. If found out, they will be severely punished!
So Yugin has been very careful all this time, avoiding old Charlie, but unexpectedly he was discovered!
Whether Big Brother Lucius is considered an outsider or not, what Yugin couldn't figure out was that old Charlie neither blamed himself, nor reported himself to the mayor or the guards, but handed him the envelope with bloody hand print on it.
Yugin was illiterate, so he didn't know what was written on the envelope, but looking at the bloody hand print, he always had an ominous premonition.
So, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and immediately rushed over from Beit Street with the letter, and delivered the letter here.
"Tell me in the house."
He took Yugin to the reception room on the first floor of the nursing home.
Lucius lit the brazier, sat down on the chair next to him, opened the envelope with bloody handprints and glanced at it.
There are two letters inside.
One of them was written by the old mayor... oh no, it should be said that it was written by the old leech.
The content is probably to tell the predators of the Bloody Hand clan that there is a group of survivors stronghold in Wetland Park. Skipping those high-sounding reasons, and respectful wording, the whole article can be summed up in four words - killing with a borrowed knife.
And the other one was in old Charlie's handwriting. And judging from the ink marks, it should have been written not long ago.
[ Dear Sir, my name is Charlie, I am a survivor living in Beit Street.
I believe that you have read the other letter in the envelope, and you must be furious at the content of the letter at this moment.
No offense intended, I understand how you feel. In fact, I, like you, could hardly believe my ears and eyes when I heard that our venerable Lord Mayor had conspired with the marauders and tried to encourage them to attack our neighbors.
I tried to persuade him and told him that this was not a good choice, but he still insisted on going his own way and wanted to send this letter to the predators.
This kind of behavior has broken through the bottom line of morality. No matter what kind of contradiction it is, I don't think it can, or at least shouldn't, be arbitrated by a group of villains who eat people and don't spit out their bones.
We've had enough of brutal and unreasonable oppression, and the people of Beit Street yearn for civilization! As long as you are willing, we will do everything possible to cooperate with you and drive that vampire away from his castle! Every hunter on Beit Street will thank you for your kindness! ]
Good guy. This is handing yourself a knife.
A pinch of sparks floated from the charcoal in the brazier.
Lucius slightly lowered the two letters in his hand, looked at Yugin who was sitting on the opposite chair, thought for a moment and said.
"Do you know what the old Charlie wrote in this letter?"
Yugin froze for a moment, then shook his head.
"The old Charlie didn't tell me...he only said that it's a very important matter, which concerns your safety."
It's about my safety, huh.
Lucius smiled. It's certain that the old leech didn't know that the Bloody Hand clan was gone, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with such a stupid idea of sending letters to the dead.
In fact, this is easy to understand. Beit Street is far away from the abandoned tire factory. Those scavengers will not go northward along the elevated highway unless they have to. After all, they all know that it is not safe there. Who would take the initiative to approach those predators?
Now the only suspense is only one—the letter written by old Charlie said a few truths.
There are two possibilities.
One possibility is that old Charlie sent someone to deliver the letter first, and after discovering that the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan had been taken away, he sent the old mayor's letter to himself.
Another possibility is that, as Charlie wrote in his letter, because the mayor's behavior broke his bottom line, he decided to stand on the side of justice and fight with the survivors of Beit Street The tyranny of the Lord Mayor.
In fact, it doesn't matter which version of the story you believe. Reasons are never important, and you can even make up another one after everything is over.
Lucius's heart moved slightly. He suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
Not only can he bring Beit Street into his sphere of influence justifiably, but he can also make the people of Brown Farm actively send tribute to him.
"...Your mayor is really too much."
Seeing Lucius's suddenly serious face, Yugin who was sitting opposite was slightly taken aback, and his expression also became tense.
"Mayor? Isn't this letter from old Charlie?"
"There are two letters inside, one is written by old Charlie, and the other...that is, the one that was originally stuffed inside, was written by your mayor to the Bloody Hand clan."
"To the Bloody Hand clan?!"
Yugin's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't turn his head around for a while.
He remembered that Brother Lucius seemed to have said before that those predators would not bother them again. Moreover, he also saw Aries, who was taken away by the predators, and heard that Pisces was also alive.
Why does the mayor write to the dead? Wait, the mayor still has correspondence with those predators?! The news is getting stronger and stronger.
Looking at Yugin who was in chaos, Lucius continued to speak calmly.
"That's right. And judging from the contents of the letter, your mayor plans to encourage the predators of the Bloody Hand clan to come and rob us."
"Encourage the predators to loot you?! How dare he—"
Lucius nodded.
"In fact, after we breached the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan, we found some interesting things in their stronghold. There are indications that your mayor seems to have reached some kind of secret covenant with them. He didn't simply being blackmailed by the predators, but actively cooperating with the predators to harvest your property... Do you understand what I mean?"
After listening to Lucius's words, Yugin's face was filled with unbelievable shock.
For the sake of this, no matter how bad his brain is, he can still understand. What he couldn't understand was, why did the mayor do this?
"I'm going back and telling the people in town!"
Standing up from the chair suddenly, Yugin's face was full of anger, and he clenched his fists.
"That bastard, he lied to us all!"
"Don't be impulsive," Lucius stood up with him, "I'm glad you're on my side, but you're Yuki's brother, and I can't watch you die in vain."
"...Die?"
"Do you think that if you just go back and shout, the other survivors on Beit Street will immediately believe what you say?"
Yugin blushed and said with a stiff neck.
"I... I can convince them!"
Lucius shook his head.
"Words of persuasion are meaningless, your mayor will persuade them with guns."
Yugin was eager to argue, but he couldn't speak coherently. He only hated himself for being too stupid.
Lucius was not surprised by his reaction.
After all, if he had been a thoughtful person, he wouldn't have been sent by old Charlie to deliver this letter.
"Did I just look at him like this and keep everyone in the dark!"
"Of course not."
Lucius put his hand on Yugin's shoulder and gave him a firm look.
"This is not about you alone. The stupidity and shamelessness of that old leech has exceeded the bottom line we can tolerate."
"I'll go with you!"
At the same time, all the players carrying VMs near the shelter all received a mission pop-up window—
[ Mission: Liberate Beit Street ]
On the 3rd floor of the nursing home.
Looking at The Cowboy Team who put on long weapons and hunter equipment and set off again, Lucius showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Good. These little players are getting better and better.
Thanks to them being so sensible and saving himself a lot of effort, Lucius was able to spend his micromanagement time on planning what he should do. For example, play two more games to draw materials.
"... By the way, players of the Alpha 0.6 version should also be online tomorrow."
Many of the raw materials in the shelter are almost bursting, and there is an urgent need for life professional players to step up their efforts to catch up with the footsteps of combat professional players.
Especially the cocoon of the devil moth, there are several hills piled up next to the warehouse. When The Cowboy Team clear the first floor of the greenhouse ruins, I am afraid they will have to pile up another one hill next to it.
The guaranteed income of 200 silver coins seems to be a bit much. But it doesn't matter, silver coins are just a number to Lucius, and he can send as much as he wants after he has an electronic account.
The key is to enrich the shelves of the store so that players can buy more things. Only in this way will the money sent out have meaning.
Otherwise, so what if you send one billion to your account through a dungeon? Today I will give you one billion, and tomorrow I will give him two billion. After that, does everyone will be happy to buy potatoes with a dozen zeros? Presumably at that time, the little players who feel that the tasks are not given will miss the good old days when a croissant was only a few copper coins.
But fortunately, even if such people are not sober, their planning is sober, and there is a high probability that this kind of thing will not happen.
In order to increase the production capacity of the shelter, more than half of the 50 players recruited for this version update were randomly selected from the user pool labeled "Life Occupation".
As for how this label was put on, it was naturally based on the questionnaires these users filled out when they reserved the game.
For example, when answering the question "Which is your favorite stand-alone game?", "Stardew Valley", "Euro Truck Simulator", "Ringworld" appeared frequently in their answers. ", "Famine", "The Sims" and other leisure and elderly care games.
This means that after they enter "Wasteland OL", they will be more inclined to choose the gameplay of life profession.
Such as production, transportation, farming, building houses and so on. I believe that these small players who are willing to create should be able to use those raw materials to make some valuable things.
Um. By the way, the users in version 0.4 have a completely different style of painting, because Lucius stole it from the user pool of P Club games.
These people are not only proficient in the manufacturing process of seamless steel pipes, but also have in-depth research on the formula of gunpowder. They used the natural disaster DLC in "City Skyline" to accurately clean up the elderly population, and used alien meat to make cans in "Stars".
It can be said that the average person is a war criminal.
"250 players are still not enough, there are 250 left in the training cabin."
"It would be great if we could get more food."
After the Bloody Hand Clan's stronghold was taken down, the shelter's food reserves would theoretically be enough for 300 people to last until the end of winter.
However, there is a problem here. The actual consumption rate of food is often far beyond expectations.
If it weren't for the expensive seasonings and limited cooking conditions, Lucius would bet that this group of players could eat five meals a day, and burp every meal.
Coupled with the fact that there are nomads who have defected here, and survivors working in the brick factory, Lucius does not dare to make a plan too rigidly.
250 players are already a bit tight, and it is better to have food reserves that are more than twice the actual consumption to be safer.
"Speaking of... Should I go to Brown's Farm for some benefits?"
Look at the warehouses of those predators, Brown Farm paid them protection fees.
How do you say that we have solved such a big problem once and for all for the survivors in the northern suburbs of Spring City, it is not justified not to give a thank you gift?
It's not good to just reach out directly, after all, it's not suitable for civilized people to do bandit work, so we have to find a way to get them to take the initiative.
Lucius touched his chin and began to conceive.
But at this moment, Popi, who was squatting aside and playing with the drone, suddenly raised the camera.
"Master, there is a guest here."
……
Outside the south gate.
Facing the wind and snow all the way, Yugin rushed towards the shelter in a hurry.
When he arrived at the south gate, he happened to see Lucius standing at the gate, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he shouted loudly from a long distance away, waving his fist tightly packed with the envelope.
"Brother Lucius!"
Looking at Yugim who was trotting over anxiously, Lucius asked.
"What's wrong with you? You're in such a hurry."
Did something happen at home?
Yugin put his hands on his knees and said out of breath.
"Charlie... The old butler of the grocery store, he asked me to bring you a letter!"
To be honest, when Charlie handed him the letter and asked to send it here, Yugin was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.
After all, there are rules in Beit Street, and you can't do business with foreign caravans without permission. If found out, they will be severely punished!
So Yugin has been very careful all this time, avoiding old Charlie, but unexpectedly he was discovered!
Whether Big Brother Lucius is considered an outsider or not, what Yugin couldn't figure out was that old Charlie neither blamed himself, nor reported himself to the mayor or the guards, but handed him the envelope with bloody hand print on it.
Yugin was illiterate, so he didn't know what was written on the envelope, but looking at the bloody hand print, he always had an ominous premonition.
So, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and immediately rushed over from Beit Street with the letter, and delivered the letter here.
"Tell me in the house."
He took Yugin to the reception room on the first floor of the nursing home.
Lucius lit the brazier, sat down on the chair next to him, opened the envelope with bloody handprints and glanced at it.
There are two letters inside.
One of them was written by the old mayor... oh no, it should be said that it was written by the old leech.
The content is probably to tell the predators of the Bloody Hand clan that there is a group of survivors stronghold in Wetland Park. Skipping those high-sounding reasons, and respectful wording, the whole article can be summed up in four words - killing with a borrowed knife.
And the other one was in old Charlie's handwriting. And judging from the ink marks, it should have been written not long ago.
[ Dear Sir, my name is Charlie, I am a survivor living in Beit Street.
I believe that you have read the other letter in the envelope, and you must be furious at the content of the letter at this moment.
No offense intended, I understand how you feel. In fact, I, like you, could hardly believe my ears and eyes when I heard that our venerable Lord Mayor had conspired with the marauders and tried to encourage them to attack our neighbors.
I tried to persuade him and told him that this was not a good choice, but he still insisted on going his own way and wanted to send this letter to the predators.
This kind of behavior has broken through the bottom line of morality. No matter what kind of contradiction it is, I don't think it can, or at least shouldn't, be arbitrated by a group of villains who eat people and don't spit out their bones.
We've had enough of brutal and unreasonable oppression, and the people of Beit Street yearn for civilization! As long as you are willing, we will do everything possible to cooperate with you and drive that vampire away from his castle! Every hunter on Beit Street will thank you for your kindness! ]
Good guy. This is handing yourself a knife.
A pinch of sparks floated from the charcoal in the brazier.
Lucius slightly lowered the two letters in his hand, looked at Yugin who was sitting on the opposite chair, thought for a moment and said.
"Do you know what the old Charlie wrote in this letter?"
Yugin froze for a moment, then shook his head.
"The old Charlie didn't tell me...he only said that it's a very important matter, which concerns your safety."
It's about my safety, huh.
Lucius smiled. It's certain that the old leech didn't know that the Bloody Hand clan was gone, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with such a stupid idea of sending letters to the dead.
In fact, this is easy to understand. Beit Street is far away from the abandoned tire factory. Those scavengers will not go northward along the elevated highway unless they have to. After all, they all know that it is not safe there. Who would take the initiative to approach those predators?
Now the only suspense is only one—the letter written by old Charlie said a few truths.
There are two possibilities.
One possibility is that old Charlie sent someone to deliver the letter first, and after discovering that the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan had been taken away, he sent the old mayor's letter to himself.
Another possibility is that, as Charlie wrote in his letter, because the mayor's behavior broke his bottom line, he decided to stand on the side of justice and fight with the survivors of Beit Street The tyranny of the Lord Mayor.
In fact, it doesn't matter which version of the story you believe. Reasons are never important, and you can even make up another one after everything is over.
Lucius's heart moved slightly. He suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
Not only can he bring Beit Street into his sphere of influence justifiably, but he can also make the people of Brown Farm actively send tribute to him.
"...Your mayor is really too much."
Seeing Lucius's suddenly serious face, Yugin who was sitting opposite was slightly taken aback, and his expression also became tense.
"Mayor? Isn't this letter from old Charlie?"
"There are two letters inside, one is written by old Charlie, and the other...that is, the one that was originally stuffed inside, was written by your mayor to the Bloody Hand clan."
"To the Bloody Hand clan?!"
Yugin's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't turn his head around for a while.
He remembered that Brother Lucius seemed to have said before that those predators would not bother them again. Moreover, he also saw Aries, who was taken away by the predators, and heard that Pisces was also alive.
Why does the mayor write to the dead? Wait, the mayor still has correspondence with those predators?! The news is getting stronger and stronger.
Looking at Yugin who was in chaos, Lucius continued to speak calmly.
"That's right. And judging from the contents of the letter, your mayor plans to encourage the predators of the Bloody Hand clan to come and rob us."
"Encourage the predators to loot you?! How dare he—"
Lucius nodded.
"In fact, after we breached the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan, we found some interesting things in their stronghold. There are indications that your mayor seems to have reached some kind of secret covenant with them. He didn't simply being blackmailed by the predators, but actively cooperating with the predators to harvest your property... Do you understand what I mean?"
After listening to Lucius's words, Yugin's face was filled with unbelievable shock.
For the sake of this, no matter how bad his brain is, he can still understand. What he couldn't understand was, why did the mayor do this?
"I'm going back and telling the people in town!"
Standing up from the chair suddenly, Yugin's face was full of anger, and he clenched his fists.
"That bastard, he lied to us all!"
"Don't be impulsive," Lucius stood up with him, "I'm glad you're on my side, but you're Yuki's brother, and I can't watch you die in vain."
"...Die?"
"Do you think that if you just go back and shout, the other survivors on Beit Street will immediately believe what you say?"
Yugin blushed and said with a stiff neck.
"I... I can convince them!"
Lucius shook his head.
"Words of persuasion are meaningless, your mayor will persuade them with guns."
Yugin was eager to argue, but he couldn't speak coherently. He only hated himself for being too stupid.
Lucius was not surprised by his reaction.
After all, if he had been a thoughtful person, he wouldn't have been sent by old Charlie to deliver this letter.
"Did I just look at him like this and keep everyone in the dark!"
"Of course not."
Lucius put his hand on Yugin's shoulder and gave him a firm look.
"This is not about you alone. The stupidity and shamelessness of that old leech has exceeded the bottom line we can tolerate."
"I'll go with you!"
At the same time, all the players carrying VMs near the shelter all received a mission pop-up window—
[ Mission: Liberate Beit Street ]
