This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 82.2

Chu Guang looked at Little Seven, dissatisfied

"Why is there still 0.3%?"

'Does this robot think that a righteous person like me would go after this woman?'

Little Seven tilted the camera, justified.

"Because Master is a young man, after all. So, it's understandable that you may have a little interest. If there is no probability of even 0.3%, there may be some problems with your body."

Chu Guang stroked his chin.

"... You have a valid point. I don't even know how to refute it."

Little Seven: "I know, right?"

Xia Yan didn't respond to their conversation. She just kept chuckling foolishly as if she was completely broken.

Chu Guang always felt that the look in her eyes when she looked at Little Seven was not quite right.

To be honest, this AI probably has been on standby for too long, and the hardware has aged or something. Sometimes, it was really not very bright. It doesn't know that sometimes, some things can't be said.

But then again, this woman has been in the mercenary business before, so why is her mental endurance so bad?

Or can anyone be mercenaries in Boulder City?

Chu Guang didn't know how to react anymore.

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Since Chu Guang no longer restricted the login of the players, he no longer slept in the residents' lobby, but lived in the empty room next to Xia Yan.

Every time he went to sleep, he would hand over the Shelter's various permissions to Little Seven who was charging at the shelter, and tell it to keep eye on the players and warn them if they wanted to go through his stuff.

Old Luca also stood watching outside the shelter, so he wasn't worried that the players would do anything out of line.

The Active Matter Extractor never stopped last night.

The 6 cannon fodder in the daytime, plus the 21 in the evening, produced a total of 12.3 units of active matter. Counting the 4 units accumulated before and deducting the 1 unit deficit caused by Ya Ya, the active matter inventory had reached 15.3.

An extractor could only hold 25 units, and when it was full, it could only be taken out and packed in plastic bottles.

This made Chu Guang wonder if it would deteriorate outside.

In short, the shelter was not so lacking in the active matter anymore. As long as it was not a meaningless death, the appropriate battle loss was acceptable.

In addition to prohibiting players from going to 76th Street to actively provoke the green-skinned muscular guys and harass neutral survivors in the south, Chu Guang's restrictions on the range of activities of these players were no longer as large as before.

After a while, perhaps the contribution points deduction penalty for death could be appropriately lowered.

When Chu Guang arrived on the surface, many players were already online. They were busy moving a bunch of materials in the industrial area.

At present, more than 40% of the orders in the industrial zone came from the proprietress of the weapons store, which included some parts needed to make receivers, copper shells and gunpowder needed to make bullets, and so on.

Among the fifth batch of players who were new to the game this time, there were a few more new players with a metallurgy background, and they had chosen the intelligence type. Their development ideas were clear; they were going to be Life Profession players.

After repeated practice and improvement by the two players [I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom] and [Who_will_smell_my_athlete's_foot], the current steelmaking technology of the outpost has been greatly improved.

At present, these guys were thinking about how to make the acid Bessemer process invented in the mid-nineteenth century.

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When pure oxygen cannot be produced on a large scale, Bessemer's "air steelmaking" method was a good choice.

Although it was difficult to extract the phosphorus from the ore, the raw materials they used were not phosphorus-containing ore. Instead, they used waste steel that did not contain phosphorus. Even the step of adding limestone for dephosphorization could be saved.

As for the problem of the "air hole", it could also be solved by learning from the experience summarized by later generations, such as adding a "deoxidizer" after blowing air.

But the key to everything was that, first of all, they needed a 1.2-meter-high "furnace" with tetravalent compounds such as silicon dioxide and zirconium dioxide as an acidic lining to prevent the furnace itself from being melted by molten iron.

This was a big test for the sintering process.

These players didn't seem to take this difficulty to heart, but regarded it as a challenge.

Before, those players would brag about how much more competent they were than other players on the forum.

Now that they were finally in the game, it was time to show their real skills. Even if they were just keyboard professors, they could only bite the bullet and do it now.

The diligence of those players was impeccable, but the planning of the industrial area was really a bit messy.

The charcoal kilns that produced charcoal were next to the kilns that produced bricks, and the steel-making furnaces were right after those two. There was no decent plan at all.

It couldn't go on like this.

As we all know, if the first house is not well-positioned, the subsequent planning will definitely be chaotic.

In order not to be driven to death by his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and for the production safety of these players, Chu Guang found a wooden stake and a wooden board, walked to the south of the nursing home, and inserted the wooden stake in the ground, and hung the wooden board on it.

Then, he used a marker pen to write a line of words on the wooden board. After he was done, he took two steps back and admired it for a while.

[No. 0 Industrial Zone Regulations:]

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[1. The area on the south side of the outpost is designated as an industrial zone. ]

[2. New facilities need to submit an application to the administrator or administrator assistant, specifying the application project, business type, budget, and estimated area, and build in the approved area. ]

[3. Occupying roads, exceeding the planned area, or other illegal buildings will be cleared and removed. ]

"Good."

Chu Guang nodded in satisfaction.

Anyway, the first regulation was a draft, so the fewer words the better.

Fewer words could make it easier to understand, and it was also convenient for him to manage, lest players would say that they didn't read it because there were too many words on it.

In the later period, the venue deposit, rent, management fees, taxes, etc. would be supplemented in the form of "Industrial Zone Management Regulations". The current regulations were only there to prevent these players from building randomly and blocking the road from the south gate to the resurrection point.

Before he left, the nearby players saw this sign and surrounded it curiously.

"No. 0 Industrial Zone Regulations?"

"The area on the south side of the outpost is designated as an industrial zone… Damn?! Are Life Professions going to be strengthened?!"

"Strengthened my ass, you think you are going to be buffed? This announcement means that you can't build it randomly in the base in the future. You must apply first, then build later, and you must have a plan."

"Huh? So that's nerfed?"

"Does this mean that... Even if you haven't bought the land in the industrial zone, you can still get the right to use the land in the industrial zone by applying for approval? This part of the area does not occupy the private land area?"

"Holy shit, this is great!"

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"This isn't nerfed at all! The Life Profession players will clearly benefit from this!"

"It's so cool!"

After finally deciphering the announcement of less than a hundred words, the Life Profession players who surrounded the "NPC" instantly became excited!

Chapter end