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Is This Really A Game? - Chapter 140

Published at 19th of May 2023 05:55:16 AM


Chapter 140

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Dante and Ace continued to build the barracks, but the players around were getting impatient and whispering impatiently.

"The movements of these NPCs are too slow!"

"That's right! Why is it so hard to build a shed?"

"Can't we just set up a table and get things done? I don't know how to change things at all!"

"How long will it take for these NPCs to start working? Can you give me a progress bar, and I'll see if I should cut down two trees first."

"It's too slow! I can't take it anymore, I want to open a new map, I want to move bricks on the new map!"

If Dante and Ace knew that the residents of these shelters complained about their inefficiency, I don't know what expressions they would show.

Happy? After all, people are eager to go to work.

Speechless? Not without reason, after all, no one likes to be urged.

But the two couldn't understand.

As if the surrounding players couldn't understand, the NPC named Dante was chanting something endlessly.

"Do these blue coats have nothing else to do besides watching the fun? Why don't they come up and help us when we're so busy?"

Ace: "..."

Dante: "Speaking of which, what shall we have for lunch?"

Ace: "Freeze-dried food."

Dante: "Hey, well, I guessed it was freeze-dried food. When I think of those people sitting in the air-conditioned room drinking hot cocoa and playing poker, while I have to chat with a group of blue coats, I just want to ask Is this reasonable? I would rather not have that 50CR per day subsidy! Speaking of this, what is the use of money? The natives don’t want these waste papers at all, how many times is this?”

Ace: "..."

Perhaps realizing that she was getting annoyed, Dante sighed.

"Okay... I admit that I talk a little too much, let's work quickly."

Ace: "I agree."

While it is not snowing now, the barracks must be erected first.

Taking out the folding bracket from the box Ace carried earlier, Dante carefully marked four points on the ground with the help of a protractor, inserted the bracket firmly, and then surrounded the four walls with plastic sheeting.

The frame of a model house came out like this.

Of course, this is not the end.

Dante then used a marker pen and a ruler to draw doors and windows on the plastic film, while Ace beside him held a metal can with a nozzle and squeezed out gray foam against the transparent plastic film.

These foams are light, highly adhesive, fine and uniform in texture, invisible to the naked eye, and have a matte texture on the surface.

Dante took out a folding spatula and skillfully spread the foam sprayed on the plastic film evenly. The whole job looks as easy as smearing butter on plastic wrap.

The light gray foam was quickly pasted on the plastic film. After it was completely solidified, the color of the foam gradually became darker, and the whole became a foam wall that looked no different from concrete.

Of course, it's just a look. If you touch it with your hands, there is still a big difference in the texture of polymer materials and silicate materials.

Standing on the side [ Keeping People Under The Knife ], his eyes were straightened, and his mouth kept babbling.

"F*ck? What kind of material is this? Polyurethane? It doesn't look like it... Can it be sprayed directly on the plastic film? Can this thing be used as an exterior wall?"

Walker said with a hippie smile: "Imagination is richer, the background setting is in the future era, is it strange to build a house with foam?"

After Keeping People Under The Knife thought for a while, he finally convinced himself.

"That's right, it's a game after all."

As a game setting, it is not unacceptable.

The first foam wall was completed quickly, and the second was followed suit. By the time the two NPCs have completed the construction of the second wall, the first wall has completely dried out.

In less than 30 minutes, a windproof, rainproof and warm mobile camp was completed.

Although the shelf life is less than one year, and the quality is not as reliable as the serious "Silicate material", it is completely sufficient as a temporary facility!

Standing on the third floor of the nursing home, Lucius looked enviously.

There's really a lot of good stuff about these guys.

Gotta figure out a way...

At this time, the old Luka who came back from the outside, walked towards the guests who came from afar, and handed Dante a VM.

Dante gave the old man a strange look, but didn't reach out to pick it up.

"We don't carry this stuff."

Old Luka said respectfully.

"This is what the manager ordered me to send to you. It can help you have some simple communication with the residents of these shelters."

It was only at this moment that Dante remembered the language barrier, so Dante no longer refused, and took the VM from Luka.

"OK, thanks."

Luka nodded slightly.

"You're welcome."

...

After the barracks were built, two signs, one large and one small, were erected at the entrance, with the words ["Pioneer" Stationed at Shelter No. 404 Office.] and [ Volunteer Registration Office.] written in English characters respectively.

That's right. These words were written by Lucius, and they looked neat.

At the same time, almost all players near the outpost received a message on the VM to remind them, and players without VM also heard the broadcast echoing in the base.

[ Server Announcement: Quartermaster NPC is now online! A new building has been added to the outpost - the "Pioneer" office in shelter 404! ]

[ Quartermaster Dante: Dear residents of shelter 404, I salute you! I'm the Quartermaster from the Pathfinder, and we're having a little trouble with our land fortress. This request may be presumptuous, but we need you! ]

[ Hint 1: The quartermaster from the Pioneer seems to have some troubles. There is an exclamation mark on the map. Hurry up and talk to him. ]

[ Tip 2: The VM role page now updates the exclusive activity score of the expansion pack, and you can get the activity score by going to the new area to perform tasks! Characters without a VM can check their scores at NPC Luka or Manager assistant Popo, or log in to the official website to view them after going offline! ]

A human wall was formed around the entrance of the barracks.

Almost at the moment of receiving the announcement, the players ran so fast that they almost overturned the tables at the door.

"Me, me, me! Tail wants to sign up!"

"Choose me! I'm a strength type! Moving bricks is my passion!"

"Damn! You have so much strength to save moving bricks! Don't squeeze, I'm going to die!"

"How can you squeeze in here?" Yaya, who couldn't squeeze through, stood on the edge of the crowd and stomped her feet anxiously. She tiptoed and looked inside. This look made her feel desperate.

The volume collisions in this game are so annoying!

It would be great if it could pass through other players like other MMs.

"Give up." Looking up at her, Shuri sighed and looked up at the sky, "This feeling is like an online celebrity milk tea shop suddenly opened downstairs, anyway, I have never been able to line up, why not wait for them Let it cool down and try again.”

Yaya suddenly came back to his senses.

"It makes sense... Anyway, the rotation takes place every three days, and we can still wait for the first wave of players' strategies."

Shuri nodded in agreement.

"Okay?"

I didn't expect the residents here to be so enthusiastic. Dante, who was in charge of the registration list, was caught off guard for a while.

Ace, who was standing next to him, was also stunned.

She actually saw a bear in the crowd? And it's a white bear.

"...How could there be a bear?"

Dante, who was sweating profusely, couldn't care less about these things. He only cared about taking pictures with his tablet to register, and hurriedly handing out badges with numbers to people.

"Ghost knows, it's probably their pet... Come and help me!"

Ace: "..."

It was the first time she saw such a well-behaved bear, looking furry.

Well. Kind of like RUA.

There was chaos at the door of the office.

Fortunately, the manager had anticipated this situation in advance and sent a helper to help him complete the registration work.

After completing the personnel registration. Dante set up a cauldron and antenna on top of the barracks, and after a brief adjustment, finally received the contact signal from the "Pioneer".

The voice of a colleague from the logistics department came from the radio station.

"...How is the situation over there?"

Dante: "It went very smoothly, it went so smoothly beyond my imagination! These blue coats are also too enthusiastic. We just opened our office, and they swarmed up... To be honest, I was a little touched. Think of such a group of kind people living in the remote inland area!"

There was silence on the communication channel for a while.

Howard coughed dryly and continued.

"...It's quite surprising."

Dante: "Don't talk about my side, how long will it take for you to arrive? Judging by their appearance, they can't wait."

Howard: "It's almost there, our captain is 2 kilometers away from you."

Dante: "Captain?"

Howard: "Yes, he personally led the team and escorted our reinforcements."

...

Leaning his shoulder against the door of the weapon shop, biting a wilted bristlegrass in his mouth, Sumeria watched the bustle of the office door from afar.

Today, there are no players to bother her, and they all went to the new "NPC" to queue up.

After working here for so long, she has accepted the identity of "NPC".

It's just that occasionally she is confused by this identity, because Lucius always emphasizes the difference between NPCs and players, and also refers to NPPCs, just like players rarely call themselves players.

So what is the meaning of this identity? This role-playing is really weird enough.

At this time, Lucius walked towards her with a long shuttle-shaped weapon.

"I need you to make one thing for me. This is a sample. The material should be made of tungsten steel or other metals with a higher melting point. Others can be copied in a one-to-one ratio."

"Okay, I'll take a look for you later."

Reaching out to take the strangely shaped shuttle, Sumeria looked at the exoskeleton on Lucius curiously, and asked, "Where did you get this exoskeleton?"

Seeing that someone finally noticed the difference between him and yesterday, a smile appeared on Lucius's face.

"Cool, right?"

"It's okay." Looking at this guy's stinky fart, Sumeria couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, "So where did you get it?"

"I picked it up."

Sumeria: "..."

Lucius smiled and said, "Just kidding, I found it in the shelter."

Sumeria said helplessly, "I'll just ask casually, if it's not convenient for you to answer, forget it. Speaking of which, how do you deal with people from the company?"

"They came yesterday and helped us deal with the mutants on 76th Street... What's the problem?"

Noticing Sumeria's strange expression, Lucius couldn't help but cast a questioning look at her.

"No, I just find it a bit unbelievable." Looking at the two people not far away, Sumeria had an intriguing expression on his face, "A long, long time ago, the enterprise's expeditionary force came to Spring City."

"Expedition?"

"Yes, but that was a long time ago. And I heard that the 'Enterprise' is very big, and there are as many internal factions as they gather around the east coast. I heard that they didn't call it an enterprise at first, but because they often changed their vests, others used it. I simply called them by the name of the company. Later, they may have gotten used to it, or they may think that this vest is the most famous, so they also started to call themselves by the name of the company.”

Lucius looked at her unexpectedly.

"You still know this?"

Sumeria said indifferently: "It's not a secret, but the expeditionary army happened a long time ago, and I wasn't even born at that time."

Lucius: "Then do you know what they are here for?"

"What else can I do? It's said to be an expeditionary force, so it must be a war?" Sumeria gave him a strange look, "Anyway, I only heard that they lost in the end. Later, it was difficult to see their people in Spring City, but you can often see their caravans coming to do business."

It seems that the folk customs of Spring City are quite sturdy. But think about it, the straight-line distance of thousands of kilometers, and the supply line of tens of thousands of kilometers, it would be a miracle if they didn't lose.

Hearing some interesting information, Lucius nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, I'll talk to you when I get back. I'm planning to go out for a while. If you have anything to do, you can contact Popo. He can find me."

Sumeria: "Where are you going? What kind of fortress is that?"

"What are you doing there?" Lucius glanced at the map on the VM, and set a coordinate on it, "There is a signal tower on 76th Street, it should be near the mutant's lair if nothing else, I plan to go there to find, see if it can be fixed."

There was Luka watching over the Pioneer, so there was no need for Lucius to go there himself. His players are his eyes, and what they see will naturally be shared on the forum.

The most urgent task now is to repair the signal tower. With the repair of the signal tower, the communication radius of Shelter No. 404 can cover the entire northern suburb of Spring City, and the range of drone activities will be further expanded.

At that time, whether it is to send tasks to the players, or to spy on his little players, it will be much more convenient than now.

"You should pay attention to safety, why don't you bring your players with you?"

This is definitely not because of concern, Sumeria is purely worried about losing this meal ticket.

Even her old father who didn't know where he died didn't raise her like this. It doesn't matter whether the devil is a devil or not. She now thinks that the devil is pretty good.

"Makes sense."

Lucius thought about it and thought it made sense.

However, now the players' interest is concentrated on the expansion pack, and they probably have no interest in doing ordinary tasks.

But Lucius was not in a hurry, he would just wait for a while anyway.

There are currently 250 players in the server, and his contract with Captain Oliver only promises to send 200 laborers. And this also means that no matter how hard you fight, there will definitely be 50 small players who will not be qualified in a while, beating their chests and feet, heartbroken.

As a Manager with high emotional intelligence, Lucius felt that he had to comfort those who were hurt in their hearts.

Um. It's time to pick two high-quality human cannon fodder, and follow him to stroll around the mutant's lair.





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