No rules no standards. Especially for players who are keen to make trouble, they can't be soft-hearted.
[ Version 1.0 of the Evacuation Shelters Handbook. ]
[ 1. The manager's order is above all else, and all residents of the shelter must obey it unconditionally. ]
[ 2. For residents who violate the regulations, the administrator will reserve the use of "forced dormancy" and "confinement" as the ultimate means. (Note: Forced hibernation is equivalent to forcibly kicking out of the game, and confinement means banning login permissions.) ]
[ 3. The manager has the final interpretation right of all the above terms. ]
Violators will be kicked out of the game, which is no longer a power that ordinary NPCs have.
Seeing the note at the end of the second article of the refuge resident manual, the players understood that the NPC in front of them also had some authority of the GM ( Game Master ), which could 'Ban' people who affected the game experience of other players.
Now that there are few people, there are only three rules for the time being. If there is anything to be added later, Lucius will consider launching version 2.0, or even version 20.0. For example, regulate the contact rules between players and players, players and 'NPCs', and prohibited items in the game, etc. Half of the reason for conducting a closed beta before the A test is also for this.
The space in the shelter is not very large. Twenty or so rooms look like a lot, but in fact, each one is very small, filled to the brim with four training cabins.
The previous manager seemed to be deeply afraid that he would not do his job, and would sit here and do nothing, so he moved the entire B1 floor clean, leaving him with nothing good.
Lucius didn't stay in the refuge for too long. After explaining the rules, he took the four of them and Popo to the elevator leading to the outside world. The four beta testers were fairly obedient, giving him face as a manager, but their curiosity was a bit too strong. From the moment they put their feet on the ground, they were like little children who had entered Disney Land, touching everything along the way. In their whole body, not a single cell can be idle!
The elevator stopped.
Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the elevator through the incomplete window, the four players all exclaimed that they had never seen the world before.
"F*ck..."
"This light! This wall! This, this, this..."
"This is F*cking so awesome!"
"Sunlight passes through the gaps in the concrete ruins, and shines on the grass that has drilled out of the floor, and the dust visible to the naked eye floats in the beam... Every frame is art, and every second is the burning of funds!"
"Awesome! Brother, don't you think this is more better than choosing a female character?!"
"Go away, also call me Brother Tomorrow !"
"Okay Tomorrow Brother."
"..."
A group of guys who have never seen the world... Lucius thought it was a little funny, but he could understand it, so he pretended not to hear anything, fulfilled his duties as an NPC, and led them outside the nursing home.
Looking at the tools on the ground, Lucius turned to face them.
"As you can see, the nuclear war has been over for two hundred years."
"The place where we are now is located in the northern outskirts of Spring City, far away from the nuclear bomb crater. Unless there is a 'Glowing Rain' or a radioactive cloud visible to the naked eye, don't worry too much about the problem of excessive gamma."
"The sanctuary cannot shelter us forever, nor can our civilization hide under the ruins forever. Remember, we are the vanguard of returning to the surface, and there are thousands of people waiting for us behind us." Good news, there is no time to lose."
"The first thing we have to do now is to repair the sanatorium under our feet and build an outpost on the ruins. It will be our bridgehead back to the surface. I give you a task, pick up the ax on the ground, go outside and chop some wood and come back. Before winter comes, we need to store enough fuel, and at the same time repair these broken walls around us. Remember not to go too far, and don't act rashly when encountering alien species, withdraw immediately."
"Action!"
Lucius originally thought that he needed to spend some time talking and answering their little questions. But unexpectedly, these players were more obedient than he imagined, and they simply picked up their axes and went out to work. That swift action seemed to wish that he could finish speaking quickly, for fear of delaying his work.
"Master, are these guys really okay?" Popo, who was following beside him, expressed his concern, he always felt that the heads of these clones were not normal.
"That's why I asked you to come out too." Lucius looked up at the nursing home behind him, paused for a moment, and continued, "Go to the window on the third floor to the north and watch. If they encounter a situation or go too far, You remind me."
As for himself, he had to check the rewards for completing the mission first.
The wastebasket parked next to Lucius did not move.
After a while, Popo spoke in a low voice.
"……Master."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I don't have legs."
The moving wastebasket circled around Lucius's calf, showing how he moved. Only then did Lucius notice that this guy had been skating on four pairs of pulleys.
"...All right, I'll carry you up."
Sighed, Lucius squatted down and carried it on his shoulder.
Good guy, quite heavy.
...
Kaka——
Duang!
The thigh-thick tree fell slowly and hit the ground with a dull sound.
"I don't think it's like a wasteland here."
"What's that like?"
"It's more like a forest... I'm talking about 'The Forest'. I don't know if you have played it. It cuts down trees like this, and then builds houses."
"Opening the Black Artifact, of course, I have played it, and not only have I played it, but I have also built a house to the sky. But it is much easier to build a house there, just click the mouse, unlike here...f*ck, the ax is quite heavy. "
"Speaking of the setting, I think it's quite real. I remember watching a documentary before. It talked about returning to Chernobyl. There was no human disturbance for forty years, and a new ecology evolved there. The system, the building is surrounded by vines, and the trees are taller than the house... The setting of this game is two hundred years after the wasteland, but it is not impossible. I even feel that the situation in the city will be more exaggerated than here. "
Looking at the mess behind him, badass Bunny wiped off his sweat and licked his tongue while saying, "If this were to be put into reality, I'm afraid I'd have to go to jail."
Been busy for two hours. Although the efficiency was not high, and the wooden blocks left behind were the same as those that had been chewed by dogs, it also cut down a dozen or so pine trees that were as thick as thighs, and countless thinner ones. It's just that the manager didn't say how much they want, and no one can decide whether these are enough.
"One thing to say, this game is too real... Whether it's the blunt feeling of the ax chopping on the tree, or the flying wood chips and the sunlight passing through the leaves, it reminds me of—"
"Okay, okay, don't tell bullshit."
Interrupting Tomorrow Seeker's emotion, Night Walker held an ax in his arm, looked at the scattered branches and autumn leaves on the ground, and panted.
"Since you can cut down trees, building houses and farming shouldn't be a problem, right?"
The body movement ability in the game is much stronger than the real body.
In reality, Johnny belongs to the kind whose body has been hollowed out by nine years of compulsory education, but in the wasteland, he can barely squeeze out two biceps.
Of course, the happiest person is Badass Bunny. Although this guy's character doesn't look good and is full of stubble, but his sleeves are full of muscles, and he looks powerful.
"If you want to farm, I suggest that we can set a fire and turn the ashes into the soil. After the winter is over, the next spring will be fertile soil...Of course, the premise is that the game is really so real, otherwise, it will be a waste of expression."
"Speaking of it, I've been wondering why Badass Bunny's muscles are so strong that he looks like he has been trained for years, and here I can hardly hold my ax?"
8th Level Gale said while panting heavily.
His character is probably the one with the closest physical fitness to reality among all the people, and he can't cut the tree after a while of doing exercising.
"The attributes of each character must be different...Although I don't know how this thing is judged." Tomorrow Seeker said while rubbing the back of his head and thinking for a moment, he spoke again in a mysterious tone "But I have a guess."
"What guess?"
All three players were interested in what he found. Anyone who has been in the Cowboys Club for a while knows that this guy is a member of the strategy team for several stand-alone games, and he also has the most steam game inventory in the group. Whether it is FPS ( Frames Per Second ), RPG ( Role-Playing-Game ), or SLG ( Simulation Game ), there is no type that he does not play.
"You should have also noticed that we woke up from a silver-white jar. Considering the theme of this game, there are two possibilities in the setting. One, we slept from before the war to now. Or Two, we're all clones. Of course, I personally think that the latter setting is more convenient. After all, the problem of resurrection is also easy to explain. A body can be resynthesized directly from the DNA stored in the cultivation cabin."
Looking at the players looking at each other, Tomorrow Seeker continued, "I estimate that the attribute panel and level settings will be added in the later stage, and the difference in our physical fitness may be the foreshadowing! I'm still looking forward to the production team developing a set of distinctive game mechanisms, such as...combining DNA and occupational systems, distinguishing strength players from agility players, and formulating different attribute growth curves. This will not only ensure The degree of freedom can also enrich the gameplay. It's a pity that the characters are random. It would be great if I could decide the initial attributes myself."
Talking dry, Tomorrow Seeker finally stopped.
"Don't talk nonsense, I will go offline in a while and I will talk to Brother Light. I remember Brother Light said that he is the planner of this game. Talking to the planner directly about this issue is definitely better than discussing it here.
At this moment, Night Walker, who was staring into the distance in a daze, suddenly spoke.
"Tell me, how big is this map?"
"Do not know."
"You said that if I keep walking in one direction..."
Looking at Night Walker, who was eager to try, and 8th Level Gale who was resting aside with an axe, he hesitated and said, "There is a high probability that it is an air wall, or it may be a plot kill... But no matter what it is, I suggest you better not do it. Did you forget? The administrator told us not to go too far from the nursing home."
"Damn, he's just an NPC, you listen to him?"
"But he can get us offline, and even confiscate our qualifications for the beta test." 8th Level Gale reminded.
Tomorrow Seeker also reminded him next to him, "Yes, and I speculate that with the level of intelligence of the NPC in this game, there may be a hidden setting such as favorability. You can actually notice that its attitude towards each player is not exactly the same. There must be something in it. Hidden algorithmic logic."
"Okay, don't try, don't try."
Hearing this sentence, Night Walker, who was the most dishonest, also calmed down.
No way. These words are too lethal. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the value behind this game.
Fully immersive virtual reality...Once this technology comes out, it will have a subversive impact on the entertainment methods—even lifestyles—of the entire modern society! Even if you don't want to play games, who would mind having 12 to 8 hours more a day than others? According to Brother Light in the group, the time spent in the game world is equivalent to sleeping in the real world. In other words, even if you stay here all night, it won't affect your work the next day! It's really hard to imagine that for such a game that is destined to become a sensation all over the world, the closed beta was launched in such a 'Sloppy' and even silent way.
Doesn't that company need to make money? But no matter what, since this opportunity has come to them, no one is willing to give up easily.
Just when Night Walker gave up the urge to explore the boundaries of the map and was about to continue cutting down trees honestly, a strong premonition of crisis suddenly enveloped his whole body.
Cold hands and feet. Cold sweat seeped from the back. He didn't know where the sense of crisis came from, but he seemed to have foreseen the end of his tragic death——
His legs gave way, and Night Walker staggered backward, but it was this stagger that allowed him to avoid the black shadow falling from the sky.
Tear--!
Sawdust splash.
Three half-foot-wide scratches were printed on the tree trunk beside him!
"Squeeze!"
Howling like a ghost! The big bird swooped down and missed a single hit. With the reverse thrust of kicking the pine tree, it fluttered its wings and pulled up the altitude again, before disappearing in the treetops.
Seeing the fallen black feathers, Night Walker, who was slumped on the ground, was dumbfounded, subconsciously rubbing his head.
F*ck?!!
No rules no standards. Especially for players who are keen to make trouble, they can't be soft-hearted.
[ Version 1.0 of the Evacuation Shelters Handbook. ]
[ 1. The manager's order is above all else, and all residents of the shelter must obey it unconditionally. ]
[ 2. For residents who violate the regulations, the administrator will reserve the use of "forced dormancy" and "confinement" as the ultimate means. (Note: Forced hibernation is equivalent to forcibly kicking out of the game, and confinement means banning login permissions.) ]
[ 3. The manager has the final interpretation right of all the above terms. ]
Violators will be kicked out of the game, which is no longer a power that ordinary NPCs have.
Seeing the note at the end of the second article of the refuge resident manual, the players understood that the NPC in front of them also had some authority of the GM ( Game Master ), which could 'Ban' people who affected the game experience of other players.
Now that there are few people, there are only three rules for the time being. If there is anything to be added later, Lucius will consider launching version 2.0, or even version 20.0. For example, regulate the contact rules between players and players, players and 'NPCs', and prohibited items in the game, etc. Half of the reason for conducting a closed beta before the A test is also for this.
The space in the shelter is not very large. Twenty or so rooms look like a lot, but in fact, each one is very small, filled to the brim with four training cabins.
The previous manager seemed to be deeply afraid that he would not do his job, and would sit here and do nothing, so he moved the entire B1 floor clean, leaving him with nothing good.
Lucius didn't stay in the refuge for too long. After explaining the rules, he took the four of them and Popo to the elevator leading to the outside world. The four beta testers were fairly obedient, giving him face as a manager, but their curiosity was a bit too strong. From the moment they put their feet on the ground, they were like little children who had entered Disney Land, touching everything along the way. In their whole body, not a single cell can be idle!
The elevator stopped.
Looking at the sunlight shining in front of the elevator through the incomplete window, the four players all exclaimed that they had never seen the world before.
"F*ck..."
"This light! This wall! This, this, this..."
"This is F*cking so awesome!"
"Sunlight passes through the gaps in the concrete ruins, and shines on the grass that has drilled out of the floor, and the dust visible to the naked eye floats in the beam... Every frame is art, and every second is the burning of funds!"
"Awesome! Brother, don't you think this is more better than choosing a female character?!"
"Go away, also call me Brother Tomorrow !"
"Okay Tomorrow Brother."
"..."
A group of guys who have never seen the world... Lucius thought it was a little funny, but he could understand it, so he pretended not to hear anything, fulfilled his duties as an NPC, and led them outside the nursing home.
Looking at the tools on the ground, Lucius turned to face them.
"As you can see, the nuclear war has been over for two hundred years."
"The place where we are now is located in the northern outskirts of Spring City, far away from the nuclear bomb crater. Unless there is a 'Glowing Rain' or a radioactive cloud visible to the naked eye, don't worry too much about the problem of excessive gamma."
"The sanctuary cannot shelter us forever, nor can our civilization hide under the ruins forever. Remember, we are the vanguard of returning to the surface, and there are thousands of people waiting for us behind us." Good news, there is no time to lose."
"The first thing we have to do now is to repair the sanatorium under our feet and build an outpost on the ruins. It will be our bridgehead back to the surface. I give you a task, pick up the ax on the ground, go outside and chop some wood and come back. Before winter comes, we need to store enough fuel, and at the same time repair these broken walls around us. Remember not to go too far, and don't act rashly when encountering alien species, withdraw immediately."
"Action!"
Lucius originally thought that he needed to spend some time talking and answering their little questions. But unexpectedly, these players were more obedient than he imagined, and they simply picked up their axes and went out to work. That swift action seemed to wish that he could finish speaking quickly, for fear of delaying his work.
"Master, are these guys really okay?" Popo, who was following beside him, expressed his concern, he always felt that the heads of these clones were not normal.
"That's why I asked you to come out too." Lucius looked up at the nursing home behind him, paused for a moment, and continued, "Go to the window on the third floor to the north and watch. If they encounter a situation or go too far, You remind me."
As for himself, he had to check the rewards for completing the mission first.
The wastebasket parked next to Lucius did not move.
After a while, Popo spoke in a low voice.
"……Master."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I don't have legs."
The moving wastebasket circled around Lucius's calf, showing how he moved. Only then did Lucius notice that this guy had been skating on four pairs of pulleys.
"...All right, I'll carry you up."
Sighed, Lucius squatted down and carried it on his shoulder.
Good guy, quite heavy.
...
Kaka——
Duang!
The thigh-thick tree fell slowly and hit the ground with a dull sound.
"I don't think it's like a wasteland here."
"What's that like?"
"It's more like a forest... I'm talking about 'The Forest'. I don't know if you have played it. It cuts down trees like this, and then builds houses."
"Opening the Black Artifact, of course, I have played it, and not only have I played it, but I have also built a house to the sky. But it is much easier to build a house there, just click the mouse, unlike here...f*ck, the ax is quite heavy. "
"Speaking of the setting, I think it's quite real. I remember watching a documentary before. It talked about returning to Chernobyl. There was no human disturbance for forty years, and a new ecology evolved there. The system, the building is surrounded by vines, and the trees are taller than the house... The setting of this game is two hundred years after the wasteland, but it is not impossible. I even feel that the situation in the city will be more exaggerated than here. "
Looking at the mess behind him, badass Bunny wiped off his sweat and licked his tongue while saying, "If this were to be put into reality, I'm afraid I'd have to go to jail."
Been busy for two hours. Although the efficiency was not high, and the wooden blocks left behind were the same as those that had been chewed by dogs, it also cut down a dozen or so pine trees that were as thick as thighs, and countless thinner ones. It's just that the manager didn't say how much they want, and no one can decide whether these are enough.
"One thing to say, this game is too real... Whether it's the blunt feeling of the ax chopping on the tree, or the flying wood chips and the sunlight passing through the leaves, it reminds me of—"
"Okay, okay, don't tell bullshit."
Interrupting Tomorrow Seeker's emotion, Night Walker held an ax in his arm, looked at the scattered branches and autumn leaves on the ground, and panted.
"Since you can cut down trees, building houses and farming shouldn't be a problem, right?"
The body movement ability in the game is much stronger than the real body.
In reality, Johnny belongs to the kind whose body has been hollowed out by nine years of compulsory education, but in the wasteland, he can barely squeeze out two biceps.
Of course, the happiest person is Badass Bunny. Although this guy's character doesn't look good and is full of stubble, but his sleeves are full of muscles, and he looks powerful.
"If you want to farm, I suggest that we can set a fire and turn the ashes into the soil. After the winter is over, the next spring will be fertile soil...Of course, the premise is that the game is really so real, otherwise, it will be a waste of expression."
"Speaking of it, I've been wondering why Badass Bunny's muscles are so strong that he looks like he has been trained for years, and here I can hardly hold my ax?"
8th Level Gale said while panting heavily.
His character is probably the one with the closest physical fitness to reality among all the people, and he can't cut the tree after a while of doing exercising.
"The attributes of each character must be different...Although I don't know how this thing is judged." Tomorrow Seeker said while rubbing the back of his head and thinking for a moment, he spoke again in a mysterious tone "But I have a guess."
"What guess?"
All three players were interested in what he found. Anyone who has been in the Cowboys Club for a while knows that this guy is a member of the strategy team for several stand-alone games, and he also has the most steam game inventory in the group. Whether it is FPS ( Frames Per Second ), RPG ( Role-Playing-Game ), or SLG ( Simulation Game ), there is no type that he does not play.
"You should have also noticed that we woke up from a silver-white jar. Considering the theme of this game, there are two possibilities in the setting. One, we slept from before the war to now. Or Two, we're all clones. Of course, I personally think that the latter setting is more convenient. After all, the problem of resurrection is also easy to explain. A body can be resynthesized directly from the DNA stored in the cultivation cabin."
Looking at the players looking at each other, Tomorrow Seeker continued, "I estimate that the attribute panel and level settings will be added in the later stage, and the difference in our physical fitness may be the foreshadowing! I'm still looking forward to the production team developing a set of distinctive game mechanisms, such as...combining DNA and occupational systems, distinguishing strength players from agility players, and formulating different attribute growth curves. This will not only ensure The degree of freedom can also enrich the gameplay. It's a pity that the characters are random. It would be great if I could decide the initial attributes myself."
Talking dry, Tomorrow Seeker finally stopped.
"Don't talk nonsense, I will go offline in a while and I will talk to Brother Light. I remember Brother Light said that he is the planner of this game. Talking to the planner directly about this issue is definitely better than discussing it here.
At this moment, Night Walker, who was staring into the distance in a daze, suddenly spoke.
"Tell me, how big is this map?"
"Do not know."
"You said that if I keep walking in one direction..."
Looking at Night Walker, who was eager to try, and 8th Level Gale who was resting aside with an axe, he hesitated and said, "There is a high probability that it is an air wall, or it may be a plot kill... But no matter what it is, I suggest you better not do it. Did you forget? The administrator told us not to go too far from the nursing home."
"Damn, he's just an NPC, you listen to him?"
"But he can get us offline, and even confiscate our qualifications for the beta test." 8th Level Gale reminded.
Tomorrow Seeker also reminded him next to him, "Yes, and I speculate that with the level of intelligence of the NPC in this game, there may be a hidden setting such as favorability. You can actually notice that its attitude towards each player is not exactly the same. There must be something in it. Hidden algorithmic logic."
"Okay, don't try, don't try."
Hearing this sentence, Night Walker, who was the most dishonest, also calmed down.
No way. These words are too lethal. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the value behind this game.
Fully immersive virtual reality...Once this technology comes out, it will have a subversive impact on the entertainment methods—even lifestyles—of the entire modern society! Even if you don't want to play games, who would mind having 12 to 8 hours more a day than others? According to Brother Light in the group, the time spent in the game world is equivalent to sleeping in the real world. In other words, even if you stay here all night, it won't affect your work the next day! It's really hard to imagine that for such a game that is destined to become a sensation all over the world, the closed beta was launched in such a 'Sloppy' and even silent way.
Doesn't that company need to make money? But no matter what, since this opportunity has come to them, no one is willing to give up easily.
Just when Night Walker gave up the urge to explore the boundaries of the map and was about to continue cutting down trees honestly, a strong premonition of crisis suddenly enveloped his whole body.
Cold hands and feet. Cold sweat seeped from the back. He didn't know where the sense of crisis came from, but he seemed to have foreseen the end of his tragic death——
His legs gave way, and Night Walker staggered backward, but it was this stagger that allowed him to avoid the black shadow falling from the sky.
Tear--!
Sawdust splash.
Three half-foot-wide scratches were printed on the tree trunk beside him!
"Squeeze!"
Howling like a ghost! The big bird swooped down and missed a single hit. With the reverse thrust of kicking the pine tree, it fluttered its wings and pulled up the altitude again, before disappearing in the treetops.
Seeing the fallen black feathers, Night Walker, who was slumped on the ground, was dumbfounded, subconsciously rubbing his head.
F*ck?!!
