This Game is Too Real Chapter 247

  Chapter 247 Sending the highest respect to these venerable people

   Not long after the big mouse riding a "motorcycle" and a group of little mice set off, a pioneering team composed of 500 refugees has been transferred from the temporary shelter to Changchang Farm.

   There are about 1,500 refugees currently stranded in temporary shelters.

   Now that winter is coming to an end, the snow is slowly melting and seeping into the soil. They can't stay in crowded and dangerous buildings forever, which is neither safe nor hygienic, especially in spring, which can easily become a breeding ground for nurturing germs.

   Walking in front of the refugee line, Jiuli found Luca who was waiting at the east gate and shook hands with him.

   "The delay on the road for a while has made you wait for a long time."

   Luca said softly.

   "It's alright, there's snow all the way here. It's not easy for you to come here. I'm relieved to see you arrive safely."

   After a simple greeting, Jiuli got straight to the point.

   "Where do we start? Here? Or somewhere else?"

  Last year, their camp was at the east gate and was destroyed by a blizzard, and the wreckage left behind is still faintly visible on the ground.

  Old Luca looked at Jiuli and said.

"The manager's instructions, your home is at the west gate, and now the top priority is to solve the housing problem. The bricks, cement and wood have been delivered to the construction site, and there will be special personnel to guide you on how to construct. After the house is built, we will Assign you the task of spring ploughing."

"The land is allocated according to households. Two households set up a household with 10 mu of land. For each child in the family, an extra 1 mu is allocated. Unmarried people who are 16 years old and older will be allocated 3 mu per head. After they get married, a new household will be set up and 10 mu of land will be re-allocated. ."

   "The ownership of the land is collectively owned by Changchang Farm. It cannot be transferred or leased. It is checked every season. Those who violate the law will be expelled from the household registration and the land will be confiscated."

"In the first three years, we will provide you with seeds and fertilizers, and you only need to hand over half of the harvest to us in return. At the end of the three-year period, the land will not be abandoned, and the land allocated to the household will be taken care of by yourself. 20% needs to be turned over, and the rest of the grain will be kept or sold to the granary."

   The refugees were whispering, and everyone's faces were filled with excited expressions.

   "Provide seeds?"

   "And fertilizer!"

   "To turn in only half of the harvest... This is incredible."

   Not to mention them, Luka himself felt incredible.

   In the wasteland, it is considered generous to allow peasants to keep 20% of the crops.

  However, the grown-up manager not only allowed them to keep half of the crops, but even generously offered them seeds, fertilizers and professional guidance for the first three years.

"The reason why refugees are refugees is because they are rootless. On the one hand, the food grown on the land is on the one hand, and on the other hand, we need to use the land and work to bind them with us. Don't be a big deal. Just thinking about Run."

"Each household contracts 10 mu of land, and according to the statistics of 500 farmers, they can grow at least 5,000 mu. This 5,000 mu of land can not only allow more than 500 families to live well, but also provide food rations for thousands of people. , let the other part of the refugees who stay in the factory fill their stomachs and develop production."

   "Part of the remaining 25,000 mu is run by collective farms, mainly cultivated by prisoners of war. The other part is contracted and managed by the residents of the shelter, and the grain produced is purchased by the granary."

   These are the original words of the manager.

   Luca didn't fully understand, but he had a new understanding of the Lord's kindness.

   He is wishing from the bottom of his heart that these poor people can have a good life.

   Such a kind heart is too rare in the wasteland.

   Having settled on Jiuli's side, and handed over the tools and building materials to them, Luca handed over the rest of the work to the foreman and guards, and returned to the farm alone.

In the    office, the captain of the guards, Wrench, was waiting for him.

  Currently, Changchang Farm is understaffed, especially in logistics.

In addition to standing guard, the    guards occasionally have to undertake the work of communicating with the refugees.

   is also the statement of the manager.

   This is a stopgap, and reforms will follow.

   After all, for the refugees, a straight black uniform and a large-caliber rifle on the back are far more convincing than a piece of paper full of words at any time.

to be honest.

   Literacy education has only reached the primary stage, most people don't even know a few words, and they can't remember the rules for a long time.

For them, things like   law are far inferior to an oral command from the manager wearing power armor.

   This is more secure than anything.

   At least in Qingquan City, the people of the wasteland recognize this.

   "The transportation route to the Yumu District has been restored. Currently, the transportation capacity and human resources are very tight. Only 500 to 800 logs can be supplied to the farm every day... This is on the premise of not affecting the land reclamation work."

   "The manager said that land reclamation is the first priority. I will arrange for people to handle these woods, and they will be handed over to me after they are transported to the farm."

   Luka paused for a moment and continued to speak in a serious tone.

"In addition, the brick factory has given priority to the production capacity of Changchang Farm. We need to build at least 500 houses before the end of the month, and ensure that the three collective dormitories in the farm are completed, and the refugees in temporary shelters will be completely transferred here. ."

  Wrench said hesitantly for a moment.

   "Is such a short time enough?"

   They also need to prepare for spring ploughing, and I am afraid it will be difficult to free up a lot of manpower.

   However, Luca's answer was beyond his expectations.

"At the beginning, I also thought that this task might be difficult to complete, but the diligence of the residents of the shelter exceeded our expectations... At present, one-fifth of the wasteland reclamation task undertaken by them has been completed, and the rest will be left in a week at most. All tasks are completed."

   "The manager said that if the situation is optimistic, they can solve another 10,000 mu of wasteland before the 20th."

   "Including the 10,000-mu wasteland reclamation task undertaken by the prisoners of war, there is absolutely no problem in completing the 30,000-mu wasteland reclamation task before the spring ploughing."

   "In this way, the saved labor force can be fully involved in the construction of the house, and the resettlement progress of the refugees can also be accelerated."

   said, Luca unfolded a picture.

   It depicts a house with a brick and wood structure. The overall shape is square and looks unremarkable, but there are all kinds of designs.

   "This is a row house designed by the residents of the shelter. It is a 36-square-meter house with a mix of brick and wood. It requires a small amount of building materials, and its thermal performance and safety are quite reliable."

  The wrench stared at the drawing for a while. Although I didn't understand it very well, I intuitively felt that the bricks and cement used in this kind of house were indeed much less than those in the farmhouse.

   After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.

   "Send the highest respect and gratitude to these worthy people."

   Luca nodded with emotion.

   "We do have to thank them, they gave so much."

  War, natural disasters, famine, disease...

   Even compared to the toughest days of the past, this year's winter is undoubtedly **** mode.

   Without those blue jackets, let alone those refugees from other places, few people in the entire northern suburbs could survive this winter.

   No one died of hunger this winter, and even a prosperous New Year.

   This is almost unimaginable.

   Of course, for Luca himself, his gratitude is much simpler.

   If he didn't have that chip from the manager, he would have already died under the gun of some guard.

   He didn't understand too many big truths, and he didn't even understand the phrase "stand up, don't kneel" that the manager said to him.

   Luca only knew one thing, he saved his life.

   That life is his.

   Night.

   The caravan heading towards the Boulder City settled in an abandoned office building.

   They emptied the gnats from the hall to the corridor and came to the second floor of the office building.

   tied a trip rope to the exit of the safe passage, and the caravan **** who was in charge of escorting Qian Lai and others back to Boulder City walked to Xu Shun and Fang Chang and said to them.

   "This is our safe house on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road. We will rest here for the night and continue our journey after dawn."

   His name is Luo Guang, and he has been working for Liszt for five or six years. He is considered an old employee of the caravan.

  The other two guards worked for two years respectively. The one with a submachine gun on his chest was called Wang Zhong, and the one with a bandage on his right arm was called Kaia—these were all questions Fang Chang asked from Xu Shun.

Before the    group came here, they were ambushed by a group of predators. The unlucky guy named Kaia was unfortunately shot in the right arm.

  Those goblins hidden in the ruins can always emerge unexpectedly, and fire without saying a word, without concealing the hope of the red fruit.

   All the people present had shocked expressions on their faces, but only one person had a normal expression on his face, like a normal person.

   That person is Fang Chang.

   Isn't it common sense in RPG games to encounter robbers when running a business?

The    production team let you bring a gun, and it will naturally give you a place to use it.

  The basic exercise is not six.

   He didn't find it strange at all, but felt that the wave of people was too good.

   "Safe House?"

  Xu Shun glanced around, and there was also the creep formed by the mold and mutated slime mold in the corner, and he didn't feel safe here.

   Standing aside, Qian Lai grinned and said.

"Don't be nervous, those gnats won't jump out of the ground, even if there is a small hatching room on the roof, a lot of them won't pop up suddenly. As long as it is used properly, the gnaws wandering in the corridor will actually will be our cover."

   In the lobby on the first floor, there were hundreds of gnaws. When they came up, they only killed a dozen of them, and there were still a bunch of them left.

  If there are predators who plan to attack them, they have to clean up the gnawing from the hall to the safe passage like them.

   Even if the predators do not fire a single shot, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground will still be heard by the people on the second floor.

   As long as you keep someone on guard near the exit of the safe passage, you can basically guarantee everything.

  Qian Lai patiently said to the two rookies who had never travelled far: "It's dangerous to light an open fire here. I'm afraid we have to spend the night in the dark. Did you bring dry food?"

   Xu Shun said.

   "Bring it."

   Qian Lai nodded.

   "That's good, there's no place to make a fire for you to cook here."

  The dry food for the caravans is nutritional paste. Although there are also wheat cakes, they are frozen so hard that no one wants to eat them.

  Xu Shun took out the hot steamed bun from his arms, then reached into his backpack and took out the pickles in the jar. Using a knife to open the steamed bun, he poured some pickles on it, then stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

  The surrounding caravan guards looked at him curiously and whispered in a low voice.

   "Why is this bread white?"

   "weird food."

   "I've seen them at their fairs... but they're expensive, and they cost 4 chips for a bundle!"

   Hearing this, the other two guards had surprised expressions on their faces, and they looked at Xu Shun with a hint of envy in their eyes, as if they were looking at a local tyrant.

   4 chips per meal!

   This is too luxurious!

   Fang Chang ate steamed buns, which was quickly resolved. He walked to the window and sat down. He took out the small book in his pocket and glanced at it in the faint moonlight outside.

   is written in dense small characters, all of which he has seen and heard along the way. He plans to update it on the forum after he goes offline for a while.

  The situation in Qingquan City is completely different from that in the northern suburbs.

   Along the way they encountered at least two raids by marauders.

   The first time was five people, and they shot them randomly with iron-barreled rifles, but three were quickly killed, and the remaining two fled.

   The second time there were a little more people, there were a total of 12 people, which was the size of a ten-person team.

   Kaia, who was sitting against the wall, treated the wound with alcohol and cursed in a low voice.

   "This group of dogs said it! Guys who bully the soft and fear the hard!"

   Xu Shun looked at him and asked.

   "How come there are so many predators?"

Kaia muttered: "Everywhere, those empty buildings, maybe any window has hidden eyes, and the places where bullets can't hit don't hinder the eyes. Eighty percent from the moment we entered the city, they were staring at us. ."

   Xu Shun said suddenly alert.

   "Then if they come around..."

  Kaia smiled.

"Take it easy man, not all marauders turn into bone-chewing tribes, just like not all cancer cells end up turning into tumors. At least a third of all marauders were either mercenaries before, or Killing your employer, or killing your comrades, can't go back to Boulder City, and can't summon up the courage to start a new life, and in the end, just don't do it all the time, just become a robber. How much do you expect such a scum to be? ability?"

  Wang Zhong, who was sitting on the side, said, "Our luck is not bad. We have encountered some small businesses. It would be troublesome to do big business."

   Xu Shun: "...What do you mean?"

"That's what it means." Using tweezers to squeeze out a bullet, Kaia shook it in front of him and said with a cracked mouth, "Steel ball, about 6mm... Thank goodness, if a lead bullet is used, my arm will be useless. already."

  Wang Zhong laughed and teased.

   "That's not a good time to change a mechanical arm."

  Kia rolled her eyes.

   "Come on, I can't afford it."

   That kind of expensive equipment is not something someone like him dares to think of.

   Liszt and the vast majority of the people here are in temporary employment relationships, and only a few can become core employees and serve the caravan for life - and this is also the driving force for their struggle.

   Looking at the intermittently displayed subtitles on the VM, Fang Chang thought about it for a long time, and continued to write in the small book by the moonlight.

  […Mercenary is a very common occupation in Stone City, and most of the people who are engaged in this trade are poor people. 】

[At the same time, the serious oversupply of the private armed market has led to the extreme involution of the mercenary industry. The vast majority of mercenaries must risk their lives to earn pitiful wages to maintain a living, and this is also the source of chaos in Qingquan City... 】

  【At least one. 】

   closed the notebook in his hand.

   Fang Chang was about to go offline, but for some reason, he suddenly had a vague intuition in his heart.

   It's like being stared at by something.

   put the pen in his pocket, and his long square hand unconsciously touched the mechanical compound bow leaning against the wall.

   After awakening, he has 7 points of perception.

   Although it is not high compared to perception players, it is 140% intuition compared to the average person.

   Coupled with the experience accumulated in battle, his actual perception of danger is not weaker than that of the low-level perception department.

   noticed the movement of his hand, and Luo Guang cast an inquiring look at him.

   "Did you find anything?"

   Fang Chang couldn't understand what he was asking, but he could guess from his expression, so he nodded silently.

   The three guards and Xu Shun on the side were immediately alert and clenched their weapons, while Qian Lai hid in a safe place.

   He is self-aware of his own combat effectiveness, and at the same time believes that these people will be able to deal with the predators smoothly without having to do anything by himself.

  Everyone was quietly on guard.

   And at this moment, Fang Chang's hand has moved.

  I saw him lift the mechanical compound bow, and an explosive arrow was buckled on the bowstring. After a few seconds of silent countdown, the arrow shot cleanly towards the window opposite the corridor.

Spanning a distance of dozens of meters, the arrow burst into flames the moment it was shot out of the window, and the steel **** caught in the paper shell flew around, and soon there was a miserable mourning outside the window and the heavy object fell. voices from the ground.

   "Enemy attack!"

   "It's a predator!"

  Kaya chased after the window directly opposite, while the other two watched the corridor and the gate of the safe passage.

  If you don't take the elevator, there is the only way up.

   The looters downstairs heard the sound of fire and rushed up from below.

Luo Guang, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor, held a submachine gun in his hand, and fired a burst of fire at the looters who rushed in. The two were killed on the spot, and the other was lucky to hide behind the bunker and tried to fight back. An arrow was inserted into his forehead, and his pupils fell backwards.

  Xu Shungang took aim and was ready to shoot, Fang Chang had already put away the compound bow.

  The battle is over.

   "There are still three little guys who haven't come up!"

   Standing by the window, Kaia raised the rifle in his hand and fired two shots at the fleeing back. Seeing that he couldn't hit, he retracted the muzzle and spat.

   "Damn, let these dogs run away!"

   Carefully approached the entrance and exit of the safe passage. After Luo Guang confirmed that the looters had retreated, he squatted down to examine the body.

   "...I'm afraid it's the same group of people we met during the day, they've been following us all the time."

   Kaia couldn't help but curse.

   "What do these idiots want to do?"

  Wang Zhong laughed and teased: "Maybe I'm dizzy from hunger."

   The crowd let out a few chuckles.

   Although it was a near miss, it still made everyone nervous.

  Luo Guang patted Kaia on the shoulder.

   "There's still a long way to go tomorrow, and I can get to Boulder City at about noon. I'll sleep for a while, and then I'll change your shift in the middle of the night."

  Kia gave him a reliable look.

   "Okay, boss."

  Fang Chang went back to the window and sat down. After confirming that the crisis was over, he calmly glanced at the small book, then stuffed it back into his pocket, closed his eyes and drowsiness, ready to go offline.

   Xu Shun walked to Fang Chang and sat down.

   Of course, the manager had explained to him that when his residents were sleeping, they must do a good job of vigil, and no one should be allowed to approach.

  Luo Guang glanced at Fang Chang with his eyes closed, then glanced at Xu Shun who was sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice.

   "Is he asleep?"

   Xu Shun nodded and said.

"Yes."

  According to the agreement, Fang Chang will come to change his shift around 3 am, and he will not wake up during this time.

   "Enviable psychological quality," Luo Guang grinned and continued in a low voice, "I just wanted to tell him that those two arrows shot beautifully."

  Among the mercenaries in Boulder City, if you can choose, very few people will use bows and arrows and crossbows. After all, the output of this kind of weapon is unstable, and the maintenance is much more difficult than the gun.

   Only some awakened ones, considering their upper limit, will choose weapons that can better utilize their physical advantages.

   However, most of them are mainly projectiles.

   Such as throwing knives and javelins, and grenades, these three are the most common.

  Although he is not as smart as Captain Han Long, Luo Guang can already be sure that the sleeping master is the awakened one!

   Xu Shun nodded and said.

   "I'll pass it on when he wakes up."

  Luo Guang made a good gesture, then put his hat on his face, leaned against the wall, and snored after a while.

  The room fell silent.

   As if the previous battle did not exist.

   Xu Shun glanced at the VM.

   There is no signal at this point, and only the short-distance signal sent from Fang Chang's device can be retrieved.

   "The edge of the Fourth Ring Road... If you can walk to Boulder City tomorrow, the location here should be stuck in the middle."

   Xu Shun murmured in his heart and made a mark on the map.

  This area can be used as a transfer station for signals, and caravans from the northern suburbs to Boulder City can also settle here.

   However, there are predators around, so be careful.

   was speechless all night.

   The next morning, the group continued on the road.

   As he got closer to the boulder city, Fang Chang unconsciously accelerated his pace, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

   The Boulder City that has been living in the official website settings for a long time!

  The largest survivor settlement in Qingquan City!

   Soon, he will confirm with his eyes what kind of surprise the game production team has prepared for the players!

   turned a corner and stood on a straight twelve-lane elevated, the excitement on Fang Chang's face was gradually replaced by shock.

  A towering wall, as tall as a twenty-story building, stood like a dam between two towering buildings.

   The coercive feeling of the giant is blowing.

   Even if you are one kilometer away, you can clearly feel it!

"Seeing the giant wall is like seeing the Boulder City. The road behind will be much easier," Qian Lai's face showed a relieved smile, "I finally have a warm mattress to sleep on, and you can stay here. My home, although it's not big, the environment is definitely much better than a hotel!"

   was also shocked by the sight in front of him, Xu Shun couldn't help but said.

   "How many tons of cement does this cost?"

   Qian Lai said with a smile.

"Who knows, and it's not all cement, maybe some **** or abandoned concrete blocks are mixed in, in short, there is some history. This huge wall is mainly to deal with the threat of alien species and 'waves', but there is one thing to say, The tide has not threatened the corner of Boulder for a long time."

   Xu Shun: "Unbelievable!"

   "It's really incredible, but I heard that this settlement was built in the shape of an ideal city... but the specifications are far from it."

   Having said that, Qian Lai squinted and looked into the distance for a moment, and looked at the giant wall with a hint of yearning in his eyes.

   "I hope to visit the ideal city one day."

  Xu Shun: "...an ideal city?"

  Qian Lai: "Well, our boss went there once and said it was the closest place to pre-war society in the entire wasteland... Although I bet he didn't know what pre-war society was like."

   Xu Shun didn't quite understand.

   For him who grew up in the northern suburbs, pre-war is a very vague concept.

   He only heard that people in that era could not finish eating honey, drinking milk, and even throwing a bottle of clean water.

   And a series of treasures such as cans, glass bottles, etc. they picked up from the wasteland were all garbage that no one wanted at that time, and no one would even look at them.

   On the contrary, those daunting tall buildings are the treasures that make them flock to them.

   Everything about the Prosperity Era and this era seem to be completely reversed.

   Fang Chang couldn't care about reading the subtitles at this moment, he put the earphones given to him by the manager on his ears, and excitedly took a dozen photos of the boulder city.

  Although this place is outside the communication range, the photos cannot be sent back, but it doesn't matter.

   He can first exist in the VM's photo album!

   After all, this was an opportunity he exchanged for 250 silver coins, so he couldn't waste it.

   When he goes back, he has to take these photos and write a good article! -

(It's a little late, so I can connect to the next story. If there is a typo, help me catch it. I read it twice, but I really can't find it and can't help it. I'll have a meal and then write tomorrow's update. Brothers have tickets If you want to vote, I hope you can support it. I hope it's not too late to ask for a ticket. QAQ)

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