At the entrance of the Boulder City Industrial Zone, there was a notice with names and numbers written on it.
A crowd of people stood in front of the notice board.
From time to time, there were excited cheers, and those who found their names were all excited, as if they had won the lottery. People around him cast envious glances at that person, only regretting that they responded to the mobilization too late and did not work hard enough at the time.
Excluding the scavengers outside the city, Boulder City has almost no primary industry, only secondary and tertiary industries. Even if the labor law is tightened and child laborers under the age of 16 are sent to full-time schools with food and accommodation, there are still more than 100,000 registered workers.
The 1,800 free apartments are like a handful of water poured into dry land, but they still give many people hope of living a good life.
Lovett said that when all the houses in this settlement are airtight and the financial situation improves, they will consider building some houses with better living conditions that everyone can afford.
Although he had no hope, Kent couldn't help but walk around the signboard. What he originally just glanced at without hope made him open his eyes wide in surprise.
"...My name is on it?"
Thinking he had seen it wrong, Kent rubbed his face vigorously with his dusty sleeves.
After confirming that the name and number were correct again, he didn't have time to be happy. He was afraid that he would be robbed, so he immediately squeezed to the front of the crowd and went through the relevant procedures at the registration office.
Looking at the residence certificate in his hand, Kent was very excited. He didn't expect that he would be able to live in a building one day.
But he was still a little uneasy, so he couldn't help looking at the staff and asked.
"How is this house... divided?"
People often ask this question, but the worker sitting behind the wooden table doesn't care. He skillfully said four priorities.
"Those who have been demolished have priority, workers who participated in the construction have priority, those whose homes are within the demolition range have priority, and families of five or more have priority."
Kent silently calculated in his heart that he was a bachelor, and the last item would definitely not meet the requirements. The first one was not in line with the requirements, but the second and third ones were all in line with the requirements.
He not only actively participated in the construction, but also put in all his efforts, not daring to be lazy at all. Because of his diligence, he was praised.
And his leaky shack was obviously also within the scope of rectification. I don't know what was wrong with the new authorities, but they seemed to hate leaky houses. He had clearly used mud to seal the cracks in the wall.
At that time, he was still sulking about this matter for several days, and he kept muttering that the nobles would at least not rob his shack, but now he couldn't complain.
It turned out that the new masters didn't just demolish it and leave it alone.
But he really couldn't believe that there would be such a good thing as pie in the sky. He always felt that someone would take it away, and finally couldn't help asking.
"Is this house… really free to live in? No money?"
The staff said with a smile.
"No charge! As long as you don't have any other property in the alliance, you can live here forever. When it becomes a dangerous building, we will replace it with a new one. Oh, by the way, every household will have water and electricity in the future. Now it is a quota system and no charge is charged. Some money is given monthly, and the unused quota can be accumulated. After winter, it will be returned to the municipal government. After the quota is used up, water and electricity fees will still be charged."
What is water and electricity?
Kent was confused for a moment and couldn't figure out what it meant, but when he heard that he would still have to pay some money after winter, he felt better.
Sure enough, he was not wrong. The master was still there, but he was not called Lord Fang Ming anymore. He became a carpenter named Lovett.
Lovett was appointed by the manager, so the master of Boulder City should be the manager.
But it's not bad.
After finding out that he was right, Kent was not angry, but a little happy.
This is indeed not a bad thing.
Legally speaking, those who were able to enter the shelter must have been nobles of the Human Alliance, so the Human Alliance's orthodoxy was the shelter.
Counting a little further back, Boulder City was once a settlement planned by the War Construction Committee, so the orthodoxy of Boulder City was also in the north.
North Suburbs... North Suburbs...
Kent's eyes lit up, but he was a little embarrassed.
Damn House, he dared to lead everyone to call the North Suburbs country bumpkins and blue moles, almost ruining the big thing!
That great administrator and his warriors are obviously the saviors of mankind!
I was deceived!
"Long live the administrator!"
Kent, who finally justified himself, was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He shouted in the street but didn't dare to be loud. He was drowned in the crowd and no one paid attention...
He felt a little embarrassed, and blushed and shouted "Long live the Alliance" to show his loyalty. This time people heard it and smiled and congratulated him on moving into the new house.
Kent was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He nodded to people, clasped his hands together and congratulated them. He was glad that he had integrated into the new group, and hurried away.
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Official website of "Wasteland OL".
[Server Announcement:]
[The Second New Year Celebration Event of "Wasteland OL"! ]
[Introduction:
The juicy and easy-to-store split-claw crab cakes accompanied us through the cold winter of the 212th year of the Wasteland Era. Without those cute little ones waving their claws, there would be no prosperous alliance!
In the past year, we have eaten the split-claw crabs by Linghu Lake into rare animals. What magical species will we eat to extinction next year?
The answer will be revealed tonight!
Like last year, the administrator prepared a mysterious gift for every resident who participated in the event. The winner will unlock the limited achievement of "Wasteland Gourmet" and will be permanently recorded in the official website Hall of Fame together with the recipe!
The managers of the alliance once again solemnly remind everyone that although this year is a bumper year, there are still many people who are hungry, so remember not to waste!
In addition, don't put everything in your mouth, be careful not to eat a stomachache!
]
[Event time: December 28, 212 to January 1, 213]
[Location: All settlements in the alliance (including Bicester Town)]
[Requirements: Use local materials, develop recipes, and make food that even ordinary people (physique: 5) can eat! ]
[Selection rules: Each settlement will select two awards, namely the food in the minds of players and the food in the minds of local wastelanders. As the fifth settlement of the alliance, Boulder City will set up an additional special award, that is, the food recognized by the administrator (the range of materials is not limited, and the award focuses on: large quantity, cheap, delicious, nutritious and healthy)! ]
[Designated Poison Tester of Boulder City: Yaya]
New Year's Eve activities are almost a routine for all the major MM games, and "Wasteland OL" is no exception, but the dog planner's laziness is a real hammer.
This year's activities are almost the same as last year's, and they are still related to food. It seems that a certain planner is determined to test the ecological balance of the server.
Since the split-claw crab cakes were designated as the special food of Dawn City by the administrator, the split-claw crabs on the north bank of Linghu Lake have been eaten to extinction.
If you want to hunt split-claw crabs again, you can only go to some collapsed waterlogged areas in the city, or go to Xizhou Lake in the north to see a lot of them.
Or you can only go south.
It is worth mentioning that in order to obtain a stable source of food, some wastelanders have also started breeding, and studied how to cultivate edible split-claw crabs with less aggressiveness, more frequent spawning, and more delicious meat on the edge of Linghu Lake.
This is something Chu Guang had never imagined.
Back to the event itself.
This year is different from last year. After opening the market in Luoxia Province, there is no longer a shortage of food. The purpose of the event has also changed from solving the survival crisis to enriching the lives of the residents of the alliance.
The Stone City is located on the edge of the Third Ring Road. There are ruins of high-rise buildings around it, and there are tunnels running underground. The alien species active in this area are not just the fruiting bodies of slime molds, but there are still a lot of species. For experienced hunters, it is not too difficult to find hibernating prey.
Chu Guang plans to continue this tradition and hold a similar server event at the end of each year to make "hunting alien species" a part of the alliance culture.
Compared with celebrating the birthday of the Great Horned Deer God, the festival created by people themselves is obviously much more meaningful.
After the announcement was issued, it immediately aroused heated discussions among players and cloud players, but what he didn't expect was that people's complaints were not about the event itself, but about other places.
Quit smoking: "Hahaha! Designated drug tester is okay!"
Crow: "I will die of fullness! QAQ"
Makabazi: "Hahaha! Fat Crow is confirmed!"
Crow: "Go away! How am I fat! Go to hell!
! (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻"
Teng Teng: "Damn, this unruly guy... The planner should cut him down quickly, it's too hateful! T.T"
Crow: "???"
Tail: "Wuwuwu, Si! I miss home! (;д;)"
Sisi: "Don't cry, Wei, I'll let Rourou help you catch a fish and make soup later."
Roushan Damomo: "This is the sea!
!"
Tail: "Oh! Si caught a big tentacle monster last time! (✪ω✪)"
Sisi: "Uh... It's something I don't want to recall. (holding his forehead)"
Aoao Zhimahu: "Ahaha...pat on the head."
Debt Eyes: "Tentacle monster?! Explain it in detail. (funny)"
Construction site boy and brick: "What do you want to do? Can't humans satisfy you anymore?"
Debt Eyes: "Get lost! Am I that kind of person? (angry)"
Drum shampooer: "My brother is playing quite perverted. (funny)"
Elf King Fugui: "Laona called him a good guy. (funny)"
Yin Lena: "I'm just curious about what it smells like, why didn't Luoyu brother call him a good guy. (funny)"
Luoyu: "???"
Fang Chang: "This game is too real. (funny)"
...
After the official website's event announcement was released, a large number of players immediately poured into Boulder City from Dawn City, and the square in front of the gate was bustling for a while.
Hot It was like a festival.
"Group together to kill monsters! If you are interested, please PM!"
"A nest of split-claw crabs was found in the Nanjiao sewage treatment plant! Are there any brothers who want to steal crab eggs together? We are still short of a nest."
"Damn, does anyone know what kind of meat this is? I seized it from the predator's nest... Are there any brothers who need dried meat?"
"Hahaha! Throw it away, brother, you don't want to know what it is."
"Fuck! The homeless Xiao Gaigai I sponsored yesterday stole my wallet! I don't believe in love anymore!"
"Tanding, at least the VM is left for you."
"Wait... are you sure it was stolen?"
"...?"
Although the New Year's Eve event can be participated in any settlement, the Boulder City, which has just been incorporated into the player's power, has one more bonus than other settlements.
If they hadn't had something to do, most of the players in the Life Profession would have preferred to go to the Boulder City to join in the fun.
What's more, the special award was personally selected by the manager, and this was a great opportunity to improve the favorability of the faction boss!
Players who were determined to get the title of "Wasteland Gourmet" certainly didn't want to miss it.
"These newbies are so weak, they need to form a team to get a cracked claw crab, they are so weak!"
In the corner of the market.
Looking at those chattering B-test rookies, Killer Dagger put his hands on the ground and grinned like a baboon.
The reason for posing like this was not to show off, but mainly to save energy.
Just a few days ago, he received prosthetic transformation from the Boulder Military Industry, and his spine and shoulders were completely transformed into a T-shaped alloy structure.
What's even more exaggerated is his two fists, which are a big lump of iron, and can be used as an excavator shovel when put together.
Speaking of fists, Killer Dagger was puzzled.
He remembered that he wanted a fist as big as a casserole, like the kind used by the Piltover law enforcers, but the NPC named Yin Bos didn't know what he was thinking and directly gave him a fist as big as an iron pot.
But it didn't matter.
He had already pretended to have it.
Now he felt that his hands were full of endless power. A slap could kill a strength type, and the wind he blew could blow away an intelligence type!
Of course, the premise is that the other party stood still.
The dog took all the good names and stared at him blankly, and screamed after a while.
"Fuck?! Where did you get 500,000 silver coins?"
If he remembered correctly, the offer was 500,000.
At that time, he laughed at this guy for pretending to be an elephant with a green onion on his nose, but he didn't expect that this guy would actually pretend to have it? !
Looking at the stunned expression of his friend, the murderous dagger smiled embarrassedly and told the truth.
"It's not that expensive... I discussed with the NPC and removed the 'pigeon' missile launcher on the fist, and the price was adjusted to 50,000 silver coins."
In addition, in exchange, he needs to submit product usage data to Giant Stone Military Industry on a regular basis to facilitate Giant Stone Military Industry to improve its products.
But it doesn't matter.
Privacy is a thing, just use it as you like. Anyway, he doesn't expect to have a sex life in the game after changing it to this.
Good Dog looked at him blankly, not knowing how to complain for a while, and it took a long time to spit out the next sentence.
"...I remember you chose the Agility system because you wanted to play the stealth style?"
"You don't understand this," Killer Dagger raised his mouth proudly. He wanted to pat Brother Gou on the shoulder, but gave up after thinking about it. "As long as we kill everyone, no one will know that I have been here. This is also a kind of stealth... And don't we have a real stealth style in our team? Look, Old Kidney has also changed it."
He raised his chin, and Good Dog looked in the direction of his chin with a confused face, only to see the Kidney Fighter wearing an alloy breastplate walking towards this side with a smirk.
"Hahaha! Brother Gou, you are here too. Let me tell you, the prosthetic transformation function of this Giant Stone Military Industry is simply awesome!"
"...What did you change?" Looking at the alloy breastplate on him and the open-collared jacket, Good Dog always had an ominous premonition.
The Kidney Fighter raised his mouth.
"Hehe... look at this."
As he said this, he grabbed his clothes and threw them into the air like a pervert, revealing his entire breastplate and two bare arms.
Good Dog then realized that this guy's alloy breastplate was not put on, but welded directly to his body.
"Are you crazy?" Good Dog stared at him blankly, "What's the use of this..."
Before he finished speaking, the dark breastplate suddenly became transparent like ink washed away by water, and finally disappeared.
Good Dog's eyes were as big as light bulbs, and almost fell out of their sockets.
"Fuck!? Optical camouflage?!"
"Correct!"
The Kidney Fighter, who only had limbs and a head left, laughed, touched his head floating in the air, and continued.
"It's a pity that I don't have enough money, otherwise I could get a full set, but it's okay to just make the belly invisible, at least it will be a much smaller target."
Like Brother Shabi's equipment, the price is also 50,000 silver coins, equivalent to the price of half a heavy cavalry exoskeleton. It stands to reason that optical camouflage wouldn't be so cheap, but since it's recycled waste, it's discounted.
If it wasn't a rare opportunity, he, a power player, wouldn't wear this thing. To put it bluntly, he's just greedy for cheapness.
Good Dog couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"You're really talented!"
It's hard to say whether it can be used for stealth.
But it should be able to scare people to death at night.
He took a closer look and found that this optical camouflage is not without weaknesses.
A slightly larger vibration can make it show a clear outline, and it can only be nearly 100% invisible when it is completely motionless.
Looking at Brother Dog who was already powerless to complain, Killer Dagger smiled and encouraged.
"Brother, you should also get a set, it's very useful."
Good Dog: "It's very useful!"
"Ah--!"
While the two were talking, a scream suddenly came from the side.
A little girl who had just come out of the market with a basket was so scared that she collapsed on the ground.
She looked at the kidney fighter with only his head and limbs left with a pale face. She shivered and moved her hands and feet backwards, regardless of the snow on the ground that was over her knees.
"Strange...monster..."
Even if there are many strange things in the wasteland, it is rare to see a head floating alone in the air, not to mention that this head is smiling at her.
"Don't be afraid, lady, I am just...a special prosthesis."
The kidney fighter tried to squeeze out a friendly smile from his face and was about to explain to her in a half-hearted human language, but he didn't expect that he had just taken less than half a step forward and scared the girl to faint.
Good Dog sighed and covered his forehead.
"Wait for you to be kicked."
The murderous dagger whistled, supported himself on the ground with his hands, moved his body, and faced the other side, pretending not to know this guy.
Looking at the two very real good brothers, the Kidney Fighter said with a smile.
"Fuck! You——"
Before he finished speaking, the Alliance guards had already rushed over here, and the players followed suit and shouted.
"Fuck, awesome brother, how did you lose your stomach?"
"What new bug is this?!"
"Call the Terrorist Mobile Team! There's a cyber lunatic here!"
"Cyber lunatic?! Where is he?"
"Wait a minute! Don't shut it down yet! I'll take a picture!"
...
On the giant wall, the howling north wind blew away the fluffy snow.
Looking at the market in front of the door thousands of feet below, the crowds in front and behind the market, and the noisy customers, Yin Bosi showed a happy smile on his face.
"Your residents are all geniuses."
Chu Guang, who was standing next to him, glanced at him.
"Is this a compliment or a derogatory term?"
"Is genius still used in a derogatory sense?" Yin Bosi touched the back of his head and suddenly said in a joking manner, "By the way, the X-17 project has been approved. When are you going to have a honeymoon with X-16?"
"Not interested."
"Not interested? Could it be... the little girl from the Melvin family? Tsk tsk tsk, you are probably crazy. That organism will definitely break down, but--"
Listening to the old man's nonsense, Chu Guang couldn't help but kick him in the ass, although it was not good from the perspective of seniority.
X-16, who was standing aside, silently watched Yin Bosi roll on the ground for a few times and get up, without any intention of helping this guy.
In fact, he couldn't help.
She had no doubt that she and Yin Bosi together were no match for that human being. He could pick her up and throw her out of the giant wall with one hand.
Even if he didn't turn on the power of the power armor.
"Is this the way the blue coats say hello?" Yin Bosi got up from the ground and touched the back of his head, laughing, "I can see that you are angry... I am very happy."
"Are you M?"
"M? What is that? Forget it, it's a good thing to be angry anyway, it's human to be angry, AI won't be really angry or happy..." Yin Bosi shook his head, "For example, my designer, the respected Mr. Fang Ming, it didn't really understand what the feeling of 'hate' is until the end."
Chu Guang looked at him.
"So what do you want to say?"
Patting the snow off his body, Yin Bosi nodded slightly, elegant like a gentleman, this set of etiquette was obviously learned from his former clients.
"...I am very happy to serve a flesh-and-blood human being. Although Mr. Fang Ming makes me respect him from the bottom of my heart, it is too boring to be a servant of a program."
Chu Guang looked at him twice in surprise.
"I thought you were the type who wanted nothing but chaos in the world."
"This is not contradictory. AI should serve people, isn't it?" Yin Bosi said with a smile, "Anyway, as long as the slaughter tools are handed to you, you will soon scatter your intestines and brains everywhere, and there will be nothing left in the end. It's just a matter of time."
"One year and one second are the same to me."
Looking at Yin Bosi who was talking about dangerous things without changing his expression, Chu Guang sighed softly.
"For a second, I thought you might be a good person. It was my mistake."
When Fang Ming was programming his soul, he probably unconsciously projected all his malice towards humans onto this guy.
Xiao Qi will hate people and things he hates.
This guy is the same.
As much as Fang Ming hated his mission before, he hated organisms that displeased his master, although he was extremely loyal to his customers in terms of programming.
This is undoubtedly contradictory for humans. It is difficult for people to be loyal to something they hate from the bottom of their hearts, but it is another matter for AI.
Yin Bosi nodded slightly and said politely.
"Correction, I'm not a human, I'm AI."
He can be loyal to organic customers while providing them with more efficient slaughtering tools based on their opinions.
Rather, the existence of customers is necessary for him.
Chu Guang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.
"Ask you a question."
Yin Bosi said respectfully.
"Please ask."
Chu Guang got straight to the point and explained his purpose.
"Are there any side effects of implanting prostheses?"
Ever since Mosquito installed a cool prosthesis for himself and showed it off everywhere, most of the players on the server have become potential customers of Giant Stone Military Industry.
Some want to make themselves more resistant, some want to install nitrogen acceleration on their backs, and some want to be longer... and these are still relatively normal needs.
The abnormal ones are like the ones in front of the market, some have changed their arms into excavators, and some are only half invisible to save money.
Speaking of Mosquito, that guy is also ruthless.
He had received a biological prosthesis from Xiaoyu before, and before he could figure out the symbiont, he ordered eight mechanical arms for himself from Jushi Military Industry.
In total, his brain had to take care of twelve limbs, hundreds of joints, and another little life living in his body.
Is this guy's head okay?
Chu Guang remembered very clearly that he was an agile person.
"Of course there are side effects. Drinking too much water can make you die, not to mention replacing part of your body with machinery..." Seeing that Chu Guang's eyes were getting sharper and sharper, Yin Bosi quickly added, "Of course, we will inform customers verbally and in writing about the risks of installing a prosthesis that exceeds their own tolerance! Every customer is absolutely aware of the risks before installing the prosthesis!"
Chu Guang withdrew his gaze from him.
"From now on, non-shelter residents can only install prostheses within the safety limit they can bear, and prostheses with functions such as neural feedback and perception simulation require the signature and authorization of a qualified brain doctor. I will let my assistant pass on the specific management regulations to you later."
General residents still need to be controlled. Even if they don't become "cyber maniacs", potential medical problems are also a cost to the entire society.
As for the players...
Just let them do whatever they want.
Anyway, a clone is created every three days. They don't even like to go to the hospital when they are seriously injured. To save trouble, they just let their teammates help them.
Now the shelter is not short of active substances. If you really regret it, just throw yourself into the conversion furnace.
Although Yin Bosi was helpless, he had to agree.
"Yes, sir."
Chu Guang nodded, turned around, and was about to take the elevator down from the giant wall.
The population of Boulder City far exceeds that of other settlements in the alliance. He still needs to inform the city hall about the New Year's Eve activities and prepare in advance.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the bottom of the giant wall. The noise made Chu Guang stop involuntarily.
"It seems to be outside."
Yin Bosi, standing on the edge of the giant wall, scratched his chin with his index finger.
He leaned over and stared at the shacks growing like moss below and the billowing smoke from one area. He continued with interest.
"There will be such noises from time to time in the slums... Strictly speaking, it is outside Boulder City and is not under the jurisdiction of Boulder City. If I remember correctly, it should be under the jurisdiction of several gangs."
In the past, the nobles in the inner city wished that all the beggars outside the giant wall would die. Only when the tide came would they recruit some people from inside and give them rifles to follow the mercenaries to fill the line.
Hearing the word "gang", Chu Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I almost forgot about these rats."
He didn't really forget.
The first thing the refugee home did when it arrived in Boulder City was to stabilize the survivors in the outer city slums, organize them to build tents, give them food, and register their names, height and weight, family, age and approximate residential area.
This is both disaster relief and population statistics.
The gang members are not interested in the porridge for disaster relief, nor are they interested in signing up for the construction team. At most, they will mix a few minions or marginal figures in as spies.
The alliance has used a series of means to transfer and resettle some refugees in the slums to the eastern part of Dawn City for unified management, and a large number of laborers have been transferred to the construction site in the tunnel outside Boulder City.
In this way, the remaining young and middle-aged people in the slums have a clear and distinct crowd portrait.
People always have to have a livelihood.
Either do business, be mercenaries, or do some things that are inconvenient to talk about.
The Guards have already identified some of the gang leaders and high-ranking officials through interrogation of the inner city nobles and visits in the city.
In particular, according to reliable clues, the Dagger Gang, one of the three major gangs hidden in the slums, has close business dealings with the Bugera Free State in the north.
Chu Guang originally planned to deal with the rats after the wave was over, but now it seems that they don't seem to realize that the sky in Qingquan City has changed.
After the tumor in the Stone City is removed, there will be no soil for predators to survive in this area, and no evil forces will be allowed to exist on the territory of the Alliance.
Since I can't wait.
Then wait until the wave comes and go to fill the line.
"Do you want to take care of that...Okay, just treat it as a nonsense question."
Seeing Chu Guang's self-evident expression, Yin Bosi showed a smile on his face, and then looked at X-16 standing aside.
"There are a few little mice firing cannons right under our noses. Take your equipment and go over there to have a look. Don't let your master down."
"Yes, sir."
The dark mirror reflected a cold light. X-16 nodded slightly without saying a word and turned to walk towards the elevator...