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Is This Really A Game? - Chapter 83

Published at 19th of May 2023 05:58:04 AM


Chapter 83

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Two minutes after the decree was promulgated, before Lucius walked away from the notice board, he was surrounded by excited little players.

"Master, Manager, how should I write the application letter?"

"Boss Manager, is there any restriction on the type of business? Can any industry be accepted?"

"I want to build a greenhouse to grow vegetables!"

"I want to suggest making a generator!"

"I want to open the toilet!"

"I want to sell shit!"

"Hey! You are poisonous!"

"..."

There are always small players who say what Lucius wants to say, so that they don't have to complain. In order to maintain order, Lucius raised his hand to signal the players to be quiet, then cleared his throat, and continued seriously.

"If you want to apply for industrial land, please submit a written application, oral applications will not be accepted!"

"The paper needed for a written application can be bought in the warehouse of the outpost, and the price is one copper coin. If you have anything to do, please contact my assistant. Regarding the details of writing the application and the rules for the use of industrial land, half an hour later It will tell you."

The paper needed to write the application can be bought in the warehouse of the outpost. The source is mainly for picking up waste in places such as apartments and office building ruins.

Although it sounds unbelievable, the preservation time of paper in this world is indeed longer than expected. Especially some paper certificates, a small amount of banknotes, paintings or books with collection value, as long as they are not exposed to the outdoors, exposed to wind, sun, rain, or damp and mildew, not to mention how complete they can be preserved. Surviving the weathering of time is not a big problem.

Perhaps some kind of anti-oxidant material has been added, or is it simply not paper produced from wood in the traditional sense? Lucius couldn't explain the reason, just like he couldn't explain the technical principle of controllable nuclear fusion.

A technology that is 20 years ahead is high technology, and a technology that is a century ahead is no different from pure magic. It can be degraded when people need it to degrade, and it can be preserved when people need it to be preserved.

In short, the shelter can occasionally recycle some usable waste paper. Although it is not luxurious enough to wipe their ass with them, a small amount of office loss is still acceptable. However, after seeing the applications that were handed in together, Lucius inevitably had a little doubt about his pricing.

One copper coin and one piece of paper. Sure enough, it's still too cheap...

In front of the gate of the nursing home, a crowd of people surrounded them. Regardless of the fact that there are only 40 life professional players, there are still a lot of people getting together.

"My dear Manager, I think our outpost still lacks some pyrotechnics. What is the pyrotechnics? Of course it is barbecue! So I want to apply for a 20-square-meter industrial land to open an old street barbecue—"

"For food, please go to the North Gate Market, next."

"Paper making! My lord manager, I want to open a roll paper factory! The area doesn't need to be too big, about 1,000 square meters is enough! It's too uncomfortable to use tess, I accidentally caught a ball last time—"

"Next."

"Boss! Look at me, I want to open a tavern! An area of ​​about 200 square meters is enough, and a game with a different world theme feels like something is missing without a tavern!"

Emmm...

To the category of normal people. Lucius took his application form, but only glanced at it, and then called him back.

"It is recommended to change the business project to wine making, and the area is recommended to be adjusted to less than 100 square meters, and then re-apply."

"Yes, but what I want to open is a tavern..."

"Next."

There are always people who do not understand the concept of industry, nor the difference between industry and commerce. Although he blamed himself for not making it clear, Lucius always felt that there was no need to say it.

Is it really that hard to understand what a manager needs? It's not difficult at all! Anyway, he will let Popo kill some weird industries and business projects that don't meet the needs of the people in the wasteland, or violate public order and good customs.

What about opening latrines to bury excrement, setting up barbecue stalls, opening restaurants, taverns, KTVs, etc... It’s not that they must not be allowed, but the occasions are scored, and it depends on whether everyone needs it.

For example, there is a shortage of bricks in the outpost, so it is no problem to open a brick factory.

However, if someone wants to open a brewery to synthesize ethanol, Lucius still supports it with both hands. As one of the most widely used industrial raw materials, there are quite a lot of places where this stuff can be used.

The warehouse has orders for the purchase of ethanol above 70 degrees and 95 degrees, which are used for industrial and medical purposes. The current inventory demand is 20L and 10L respectively. earn a little.

At present, some big players have made wine koji with polygonum grass and other weeds, and are imitating the method of making vodka from potatoes, trying to make wine with croissants. Some people have tried green wheat before, but without success. It contains a small amount of oxalic acid that is difficult to remove, and it seems to have an effect on yeast.

If someone wants to apply for industrial land to study wine-making technology, Lucius will of course consider carefully granting two plots of land to see how the results are.

As for the tavern. Just forget it!

Just as the little player who was planning to open a tavern left with his application form dejected, Shuri, with her arms raised high, finally pushed aside the players watching the excitement in the front row, and got out from the crowd.

"Me, me, it's my turn!"

She held the application form in her hand, her face was flushed, and before she had time to catch her breath, she said nervously.

"Can I open a tailor's cottage? 48 square meters is enough. If not, 40 square meters is fine."

"Give me the application."

Lucius took the written application from Shuri's hand, only glanced at it, and left the application.

"Yes! For industrial land applications passed before noon, the approved land will be allocated in the evening. Please prepare the materials and tools needed for construction at that time."

Construction should not be mentioned. At present, the building materials of the outpost are still a bit expensive, and it may not be easy to build a house.

At that time, when the little player got the land, he would build a small stall with wood first, which is not fundamentally different from the previous working environment. But that being said, Shuri was very happy when she upgraded from a worker to a self-employed worker, and jumped up excitedly waving her fists.

"Whoa!! Yess!"

Looking at Shuri, which was not as tall as his own, Lucius smiled in his heart, but his face was still meticulous and calm.

Are you happy? Haha, it's too early to be happy!

After opening a tailor shop, the clothes and protective gear you make can indeed be sold by yourself. Whether you sell them to warehouses or players, all the money you earn belongs to you. But in contrast, those high-quality furs in the warehouse cannot be prostituted for free.

A complete buckskin is currently priced at 6~8 silver coins in the warehouse. It will rise a little after winter, but not too much. It is no problem to make 2~3 pieces of clothing.

After completing the order of the NPC warehouse, the profit of a piece of clothing is about 2~3 silver coins. Lucius will actively regulate this figure so that the player's income from the NPC will not overflow too much, which will affect the balance of the game.

As for selling to players, it doesn't matter. The market game behavior will naturally balance out a reasonable price. Beautiful clothes will never worry about selling, and it is reasonable to have a higher profit. However, the spending power of the players and the total market volume are there, and how much they can sell depends on their ability.

In short, go at your own risk! No matter how you think about it, you will earn more if you save a salary.

In addition to Shuri's tailor shop, Scrambled Brother's butcher shop has also been approved. After thinking about it, the slaughtering industry belongs to food processing, and food processing is probably considered light industry? There is nothing wrong with putting it in an industrial area.

In short, the wise and mighty Manager hesitated for a while, and finally tapped Brother Scrambled's noble head lightly under the expectant eyes of Brother Scrambled.

In any case, a slaughterhouse is at least a little more reliable than a barbecue stall.

However, after winter, there are no more prey, and the hottest period of the slaughtering industry has passed. Is it really more profitable to choose this time to go out and do it alone than to be a butcher for a job with subsistence allowances?

Don't know. Anyway, it's a good thing that you don't have to pay for it yourself, and Lucius doesn't bother to worry about these little players.

It took less than half an hour for Lucius to save all the application forms, and sent back the unqualified ones without mercy, only keeping the reliable ones.

This includes a tailor shop with a size of 6X8m, a butcher shop with a size of 6X8m, and a steelmaking workshop with a size of 20X10m, totaling 298 square meters.

What surprised Lucius was Brother Mosquito.

He thought this guy would open a carpentry workshop, but he didn't expect that he filled in [ Goblin Technology ] in the project column of the application form, and even filled in [ Chemical Industry ] in the scope of business.

"The application is unqualified. You can't just fill in one chemical industry. You have to specify the specific production items, such as which chemical you want to produce and its use. You have to write it on it."

Mosquito scratched his head and choked out a sentence.

"Then can I change it into a weapon? It can be produced together with its raw materials!"

Lucius thought about it, but couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Yes, but you have to provide at least one product, make sure it can be used normally, and...someone is willing to use it. Then you can use it as your main production item, and if there are new items in the future, just add it to my Register with the assistant. I need to make sure that every piece of industrial land I grant is valid, you know what I mean, right?"

Mosquito nodded again and again.

"Understood! Hey, I'll rewrite it now!"

Hope this guy really gets it. Lucius did not object to him conducting some brain-opening experiments, but he still hoped that he would not make it too exaggerated and affect other players.

There are orders for gunpowder and smokeless gunpowder on the order wall in the warehouse, and there are also some orders for homemade grenades and Molotov cocktails in the weapon shop.

These don't require too much imagination, and they are all easy to earn. As for carpentry. It's not particularly lacking. At least five of the newly joined players are skilled in carpentry, so the job vacancy left by him is not a big problem.

"His workshop has to be arranged a little farther away from the resurrection point."

"Don't blow me up."

Lucius, who was standing at the gate of the nursing home, thought in his heart and wrote down silently.

At this time, it suddenly snowed in the sky. After a while, the snow fell more and more, and the temperature also dropped a lot.

Although the blue jacket of the shelter will change the material properties in cold weather and reduce the heat conduction to keep warm, but it still cannot replace the coat and cotton jacket after all.

Feeling a bit cold on his neck, Lucius turned around, intending to go back to the shelter and put on his deerskin coat. However, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the direction of the west gate of the outpost.

I saw a fisherman, carrying a plastic bucket and a self-made fishing rod, running against the snow that was falling more and more, screaming in fear and losing one of his shoes.

"Crab!!"

"The crab is eating people!"





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