What Lucius didn't expect was that there were quite a lot of good things on the back of the ox.
For example, the top 5 'Rider' revolver.
This thing has a caliber of 7mm, and there are two simple rifling lines in the barrel, which can keep the trajectory of the fired bullets within 50 meters basically stable.
In particular, the simple spring-type receiver structure is not only very convenient for maintenance, but also quite reliable in combat. Even if accidents such as jamming and duds occur, there is no need to worry. You only need to flick the wheel to continue shooting.
It can still be used as a pistol by removing the barrel, but the accuracy depends on fate.
Of course, Lucius was most satisfied with the speed of fire of this thing.
Although it is a semi-automatic design, as long as the speed of pulling the trigger is fast enough, it is not a problem to fire six bullets in a short time to form a suppressing effect!
It can be said to be quite humane.
Just when Lucius was thinking about whether to pick a rifle as 'compensation', his eyes suddenly fell on the sacks tied on both sides of the two-headed cow.
When he opened it, it was stuffed full of coins.
These coins are brassy or silvery white. I don't know what material they are made of, but they haven't rusted. The brass-colored coins look a little smaller, and the silver-white ones are a little bigger, with denominations of 1 and 10 written on them, corresponding to the currency value.
"Pre-war currency? No..."
Picking up a coin, Lucius turned it over, and quickly recognized the small characters printed on it——
[ Galaxy Casino ]
Good guy.
It's game currency.
"Where did you get this thing?"
Throwing the coin back into the sack, Lucius looked the businessman Gomu up and down, and asked with the nervous expression on his face.
Hearing Lucius's question, Gomu replied honestly.
"I found these coins in the basement of a game arcade. I felt that some copper and steel should be smelted, so I just kept them."
Generally, caravans rarely stop to search, and usually trade with local scavengers, which is beneficial to both parties and can avoid potential conflicts.
But nothing feels wrong, just like poor mercenaries who occasionally act as looters to rob houses, of course, cash-strapped businessmen will take the risk of picking up rubbish by themselves.
For example, the businessman in front of him obviously hasn't been in this business for a long time, maybe he just chipped in to buy the two-headed bull behind him not long ago.
"Is there any more?" Lucius asked.
Gomu froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.
"It seems that there are still two cabinets... There are probably four to five such sacks."
"Very well, I want them all."
Lucius unloaded the two sacks from the cow's back, looked at Gomu and said.
"These two sacks of coins inside are your compensation to us. Next time you come here, remember to bring the remaining coins. Let me think about it... for every hundred kilograms of coins, I will give you How about four kilograms of air-dried meat?"
One hundred kilograms, which is almost the amount of a sack, can hold about 30,000 to 40,000 coins.
Doing business pays attention to steady flow of water, and Lucius didn't want to be too harsh, so he picked these two sacks, which happened to be useful for him.
And……
Since he planned to let this person go, Lucius didn't want to make his need for weapons too obvious.
Apparently he didn't expect the person in front of him to be interested in these waste products. Gomu's face was full of surprises, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he nodded quickly and said.
"No problem! As long as you need it, I will bring it all next time!"
He didn't care about the man in front of him, what's the use of these coins. Maybe it's for feelings? Maybe it's another reason? These old popsicles are not easy to figure out.
He originally planned to drag these coins to Boulder City to sell them as copper and steel, but in fact they couldn't sell many chips.
If they can be used to open up the market for a shelter, the deal will be worth it! And to reduce some of the load in advance, it will be easier for him to go on the road ahead.
In addition to the two sacks of coins, Lucius also kept the five revolver rifles he had been looking at before, and also bought the 200 rounds of 7mm bullets he carried.
In exchange, he provided a total of 50 kilograms of bacon and 10 kilograms of smoked fish to the businessman who came from afar.
Although there were many misunderstandings in the initial contact between the two parties, in general, the result was satisfactory to both parties.
Lucius got what he wanted, and the businessman Gomu also got the trading rights and food he needed.
Survivors living in Spring City can hardly imagine the situation in Demonia Town. Although the two places are less than a hundred kilometers apart, the ecological environment there is completely different.
According to the businessman Gomu, there is a large-scale chemical industry base and a landfill in the local area.
Since these facilities were not maintained after the war, the inventory leaked, so that the local soil was seriously polluted, and the heavy metal content exceeded the standard. Large areas of desertification and compaction have not been completely repaired by nature even now.
Not only that, due to the fragility of the ecosystem, the local xenomorphs are mainly scavengers and arthropods.
And this extreme situation caused the local survivors to have almost no available arable land, and it was difficult to maintain their livelihood through hunting.
But it is very interesting that the landfill, which was protested by the locals more than once before the war, has become the greatest wealth of the local survivors in the two centuries after the end of the nuclear war.
There is nearly half a century of garbage buried there, and a large part of it has not been degraded in time.
In today's wasteland era, the rubbish buried there has formed an 'unnatural deposit' in another sense, and has contributed to the prosperity of local mining, archaeology, and trade.
"But what do you eat?" After listening to Gomu's description, Lucius couldn't help asking, "Does it all depend on imports?"
The price of food must not rise to the sky!
"Of course it is impossible to rely entirely on imports. Although there are no reindeer and hyenas, many mutant moles and mice can be eaten. In addition, we will also capture some less dangerous insects, use them to make protein extracts, and feed them. Livestock, or something like a nutrient cream... like this."
While speaking, Gomu took out a sealed glass jar from the package carried on the back of the two-headed ox, which contained a black glue-bound substance.
It looks a bit like turtle jelly.
When looking through the package before, Lucius saw this thing, but he didn't understand what it was used for, so he ignored it.
I didn't expect it to be food.
"What is this made of?"
Gomu smiled and said, "Mutated cockroach."
Lucius: "..."
F*ck!
He felt that he could no longer look directly at Guiling Jelly.
"Although it is the protein and oil extracted from mutated cockroaches, after repeated steps such as boiling, filtering, drying, grinding, soaking, and collecting juice, this thing has nothing to do with cockroaches. It is full of Protein...would you like some more?"
Lucius said with a straight face.
"No need."
Rather starve to death, he would never accept eating this stuff.
But……From what the guy said, the cost of this food seems low?
Creatures like mutated cockroaches are very common no matter where they are, and the heavy metal content of the cockroaches in Spring City is definitely much lower than that in Demonia Town.
When necessary, it seems like a good choice to use this nutrient paste as an emergency ration for players?
Lucius has been thinking for a long time about whether to be an individual.
But at this moment, he suddenly thought of another thing.
"Sounds like you know a lot about insects?"
Gomu nodded immediately.
"Of course, we have to deal with those things every day."
Lucius continued to ask.
"Then do you have a way to deal with leeches?"
"A leech?" Gomu was stunned for a moment, "You mean... that kind of mutated leech?"
"Um."
Seeing Lucius nodding his head, Gomu thought for a while, and his expression was a bit embarrassed.
"That kind of thing... is quite rare in Demonia Town, probably because we have more ants there."
Lucius asked with a frown.
"Ant?"
Gomu nodded and continued, "Well, we have a species called Ironback Ant, which is about the size of a thumb and can grow up to the size of a fist. This thing has a very hard carapace, is resistant to corrosion, and eats almost everything. Most molluscs are not them. opponent."
Lucius asked.
"Could you show me some next time?"
Gomu said with a smile.
"No problem! Just leave it on me!"
After the transaction was completed, the businessman Gomu did not stay here for too long, but chose to continue on the road.
Lucius didn't keep him, but reminded him that there was a camp of mutants near 76th Street, and that there were traces of predators in the north of the Wetland Park, and then he wished him a good journey.
The figure of the two-headed bull gradually disappeared into the woods.
The players who watched him go were all discussing.
"That guy just now is indeed a businessman!"
"Hey, luckily I didn't hit him."
"It should be fine if you beat it, and you can keep all his things."
"It's true to say that, but what if the businessman stops swiping after he dies?"
"It's impossible not to brush after you die, but maybe there is only such a businessman in the expansion pack of the coming winter. And you didn't hear the plan, Wasteland OL claims to create a completely true reflection of supply and demand. The economic system. If this is not a big pie, it is the right answer to put a long line to catch big fish!"
"...It seems to make sense."
Regardless of the players' comments, Lucius's mind at this moment was entirely on the two sacks of game coins.
He has a bold idea.
Since plastic chips can be used as general equivalents, why not metal coins?
These two sacks of coins cost at least 60,000 to 70,000 coins, and it won't be long before the businessman Gomu can get him a large pile.
For a scale of less than 500 people, these coins are completely enough!
Brass-colored coins are considered copper coins, and silver-white coins are considered silver coins, with a value of 10 to 1.
The original contribution points are incorporated into the new honor system, which can be used to buy status, titles, and even private land.
At the same time, the mercenary, caravan, guild, and legion systems that will be launched in the future will also be linked to contribution points. Only players who contribute enough are qualified to lead other players.
This will not only strengthen management, but also greatly restrict those players who are doing things.
After all, the higher the value of a player's account, the more he knows how to cherish his hard-won game qualifications, and the more he tends to invest more liver and spontaneously maintain order in the game.
Making things is fun. And that's human nature.
Alone, he dragged two sacks weighing nearly 100 kilograms back to the refuge. Lucius then found an empty room without the activation of the training cabin, and leaned the sacks against the corner of the wall.
Then, he turned around and returned to the resident hall, turned on the computer, logged into the background of the official website, and started editing the title.
[ Wasteland OL beta test service alpha0.3 version update announcement: Major adjustments to the economic system! ]
While typing this line, Lucius opened his document.
I copied a lot of great ideas from the forum before.
Now it's time to use them...
......
If you wanna read 35+ advanced chapters, check out my Patreon page...
patreon.com/KarmaLord
What Lucius didn't expect was that there were quite a lot of good things on the back of the ox.
For example, the top 5 'Rider' revolver.
This thing has a caliber of 7mm, and there are two simple rifling lines in the barrel, which can keep the trajectory of the fired bullets within 50 meters basically stable.
In particular, the simple spring-type receiver structure is not only very convenient for maintenance, but also quite reliable in combat. Even if accidents such as jamming and duds occur, there is no need to worry. You only need to flick the wheel to continue shooting.
It can still be used as a pistol by removing the barrel, but the accuracy depends on fate.
Of course, Lucius was most satisfied with the speed of fire of this thing.
Although it is a semi-automatic design, as long as the speed of pulling the trigger is fast enough, it is not a problem to fire six bullets in a short time to form a suppressing effect!
It can be said to be quite humane.
Just when Lucius was thinking about whether to pick a rifle as 'compensation', his eyes suddenly fell on the sacks tied on both sides of the two-headed cow.
When he opened it, it was stuffed full of coins.
These coins are brassy or silvery white. I don't know what material they are made of, but they haven't rusted. The brass-colored coins look a little smaller, and the silver-white ones are a little bigger, with denominations of 1 and 10 written on them, corresponding to the currency value.
"Pre-war currency? No..."
Picking up a coin, Lucius turned it over, and quickly recognized the small characters printed on it——
[ Galaxy Casino ]
Good guy.
It's game currency.
"Where did you get this thing?"
Throwing the coin back into the sack, Lucius looked the businessman Gomu up and down, and asked with the nervous expression on his face.
Hearing Lucius's question, Gomu replied honestly.
"I found these coins in the basement of a game arcade. I felt that some copper and steel should be smelted, so I just kept them."
Generally, caravans rarely stop to search, and usually trade with local scavengers, which is beneficial to both parties and can avoid potential conflicts.
But nothing feels wrong, just like poor mercenaries who occasionally act as looters to rob houses, of course, cash-strapped businessmen will take the risk of picking up rubbish by themselves.
For example, the businessman in front of him obviously hasn't been in this business for a long time, maybe he just chipped in to buy the two-headed bull behind him not long ago.
"Is there any more?" Lucius asked.
Gomu froze for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.
"It seems that there are still two cabinets... There are probably four to five such sacks."
"Very well, I want them all."
Lucius unloaded the two sacks from the cow's back, looked at Gomu and said.
"These two sacks of coins inside are your compensation to us. Next time you come here, remember to bring the remaining coins. Let me think about it... for every hundred kilograms of coins, I will give you How about four kilograms of air-dried meat?"
One hundred kilograms, which is almost the amount of a sack, can hold about 30,000 to 40,000 coins.
Doing business pays attention to steady flow of water, and Lucius didn't want to be too harsh, so he picked these two sacks, which happened to be useful for him.
And……
Since he planned to let this person go, Lucius didn't want to make his need for weapons too obvious.
Apparently he didn't expect the person in front of him to be interested in these waste products. Gomu's face was full of surprises, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he nodded quickly and said.
"No problem! As long as you need it, I will bring it all next time!"
He didn't care about the man in front of him, what's the use of these coins. Maybe it's for feelings? Maybe it's another reason? These old popsicles are not easy to figure out.
He originally planned to drag these coins to Boulder City to sell them as copper and steel, but in fact they couldn't sell many chips.
If they can be used to open up the market for a shelter, the deal will be worth it! And to reduce some of the load in advance, it will be easier for him to go on the road ahead.
In addition to the two sacks of coins, Lucius also kept the five revolver rifles he had been looking at before, and also bought the 200 rounds of 7mm bullets he carried.
In exchange, he provided a total of 50 kilograms of bacon and 10 kilograms of smoked fish to the businessman who came from afar.
Although there were many misunderstandings in the initial contact between the two parties, in general, the result was satisfactory to both parties.
Lucius got what he wanted, and the businessman Gomu also got the trading rights and food he needed.
Survivors living in Spring City can hardly imagine the situation in Demonia Town. Although the two places are less than a hundred kilometers apart, the ecological environment there is completely different.
According to the businessman Gomu, there is a large-scale chemical industry base and a landfill in the local area.
Since these facilities were not maintained after the war, the inventory leaked, so that the local soil was seriously polluted, and the heavy metal content exceeded the standard. Large areas of desertification and compaction have not been completely repaired by nature even now.
Not only that, due to the fragility of the ecosystem, the local xenomorphs are mainly scavengers and arthropods.
And this extreme situation caused the local survivors to have almost no available arable land, and it was difficult to maintain their livelihood through hunting.
But it is very interesting that the landfill, which was protested by the locals more than once before the war, has become the greatest wealth of the local survivors in the two centuries after the end of the nuclear war.
There is nearly half a century of garbage buried there, and a large part of it has not been degraded in time.
In today's wasteland era, the rubbish buried there has formed an 'unnatural deposit' in another sense, and has contributed to the prosperity of local mining, archaeology, and trade.
"But what do you eat?" After listening to Gomu's description, Lucius couldn't help asking, "Does it all depend on imports?"
The price of food must not rise to the sky!
"Of course it is impossible to rely entirely on imports. Although there are no reindeer and hyenas, many mutant moles and mice can be eaten. In addition, we will also capture some less dangerous insects, use them to make protein extracts, and feed them. Livestock, or something like a nutrient cream... like this."
While speaking, Gomu took out a sealed glass jar from the package carried on the back of the two-headed ox, which contained a black glue-bound substance.
It looks a bit like turtle jelly.
When looking through the package before, Lucius saw this thing, but he didn't understand what it was used for, so he ignored it.
I didn't expect it to be food.
"What is this made of?"
Gomu smiled and said, "Mutated cockroach."
Lucius: "..."
F*ck!
He felt that he could no longer look directly at Guiling Jelly.
"Although it is the protein and oil extracted from mutated cockroaches, after repeated steps such as boiling, filtering, drying, grinding, soaking, and collecting juice, this thing has nothing to do with cockroaches. It is full of Protein...would you like some more?"
Lucius said with a straight face.
"No need."
Rather starve to death, he would never accept eating this stuff.
But……From what the guy said, the cost of this food seems low?
Creatures like mutated cockroaches are very common no matter where they are, and the heavy metal content of the cockroaches in Spring City is definitely much lower than that in Demonia Town.
When necessary, it seems like a good choice to use this nutrient paste as an emergency ration for players?
Lucius has been thinking for a long time about whether to be an individual.
But at this moment, he suddenly thought of another thing.
"Sounds like you know a lot about insects?"
Gomu nodded immediately.
"Of course, we have to deal with those things every day."
Lucius continued to ask.
"Then do you have a way to deal with leeches?"
"A leech?" Gomu was stunned for a moment, "You mean... that kind of mutated leech?"
"Um."
Seeing Lucius nodding his head, Gomu thought for a while, and his expression was a bit embarrassed.
"That kind of thing... is quite rare in Demonia Town, probably because we have more ants there."
Lucius asked with a frown.
"Ant?"
Gomu nodded and continued, "Well, we have a species called Ironback Ant, which is about the size of a thumb and can grow up to the size of a fist. This thing has a very hard carapace, is resistant to corrosion, and eats almost everything. Most molluscs are not them. opponent."
Lucius asked.
"Could you show me some next time?"
Gomu said with a smile.
"No problem! Just leave it on me!"
After the transaction was completed, the businessman Gomu did not stay here for too long, but chose to continue on the road.
Lucius didn't keep him, but reminded him that there was a camp of mutants near 76th Street, and that there were traces of predators in the north of the Wetland Park, and then he wished him a good journey.
The figure of the two-headed bull gradually disappeared into the woods.
The players who watched him go were all discussing.
"That guy just now is indeed a businessman!"
"Hey, luckily I didn't hit him."
"It should be fine if you beat it, and you can keep all his things."
"It's true to say that, but what if the businessman stops swiping after he dies?"
"It's impossible not to brush after you die, but maybe there is only such a businessman in the expansion pack of the coming winter. And you didn't hear the plan, Wasteland OL claims to create a completely true reflection of supply and demand. The economic system. If this is not a big pie, it is the right answer to put a long line to catch big fish!"
"...It seems to make sense."
Regardless of the players' comments, Lucius's mind at this moment was entirely on the two sacks of game coins.
He has a bold idea.
Since plastic chips can be used as general equivalents, why not metal coins?
These two sacks of coins cost at least 60,000 to 70,000 coins, and it won't be long before the businessman Gomu can get him a large pile.
For a scale of less than 500 people, these coins are completely enough!
Brass-colored coins are considered copper coins, and silver-white coins are considered silver coins, with a value of 10 to 1.
The original contribution points are incorporated into the new honor system, which can be used to buy status, titles, and even private land.
At the same time, the mercenary, caravan, guild, and legion systems that will be launched in the future will also be linked to contribution points. Only players who contribute enough are qualified to lead other players.
This will not only strengthen management, but also greatly restrict those players who are doing things.
After all, the higher the value of a player's account, the more he knows how to cherish his hard-won game qualifications, and the more he tends to invest more liver and spontaneously maintain order in the game.
Making things is fun. And that's human nature.
Alone, he dragged two sacks weighing nearly 100 kilograms back to the refuge. Lucius then found an empty room without the activation of the training cabin, and leaned the sacks against the corner of the wall.
Then, he turned around and returned to the resident hall, turned on the computer, logged into the background of the official website, and started editing the title.
[ Wasteland OL beta test service alpha0.3 version update announcement: Major adjustments to the economic system! ]
While typing this line, Lucius opened his document.
I copied a lot of great ideas from the forum before.
Now it's time to use them...
......
If you wanna read 35+ advanced chapters, check out my Patreon page...
patreon.com/KarmaLord
