This Game Is Too Realistic

In reality, however, Shelter 404 had already taken over control of Baker Street.

Whether it was the mayor of the town or the captain of the guards, they were actually appointed by the administrator of Shelter 404 personally...

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On the VMs of all the players of Shelter No. 404 appeared a summary of the day’s information.

[Today’s news]

1. Yesterday evening, someone witnessed the traces of Crackleclaw Crabs on the lakeside, fishermen, please be careful when fishing by the lake.

2. The situation in the northern part of the River Valley Province continues to be turbulent. If you find a large number of refugees, please report to the administrator immediately.

3. Goblin Technology is currently selling the limited edition of wasteland punk costumes. They are riddled with holes to show the muscularity of wasteland men! There are only 7 pieces in total, buy it while stocks last! (This notice is a paid advertisement, and the other advertisement space is available for long-term rental. Please contact the administrator’s assistant if you need it.)

[New food varieties in the outpost: Corn and Beets.]

[Today’s recommended recipes: Quesadillas and raw beet juice.]

[A new reserve material item in the warehouse: Granulated Sugar.]

[Daily Tips: According to the divination of the Weapon Shop Owner, if you explore north, you will have good luck. But please remember not to go too far alone. Corpse running is a very painful task!]

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The sun slowly rose.

The early morning light sprinkled on the snow, illuminating a series of footprints that only spread out from the nursing home.

Players who had already decided where to go left the outpost in groups of three or five, while those who had not decided where to go stayed in the square.

There were a lot of newbies who had just entered the game.

Because everything in front of them was too shocking, they were dumbfounded at first, then danced with excitement, and some even lost their minds.

Some players knelt on the ground and excitedly stuffed snow into their mouths.

Of course, that was a slightly more sensible reaction. At least they only wanted to try the taste of snow, and it was not some embarrassing thing like trying to strip naked like some fools when they first came online.

As for the players who were doing something that would make other people wish they were blind, in order to prevent them from making a fool of themselves, Chu Guang would force them to go offline for 10 minutes before allowing them to log back into the game again.

In any case, it was another beautiful and hopeful day.

"I’m changing my gear! So I’m selling my second-hand revolver rifle for 90 silver coins. If you need it, please PM me!”

“Boss! I’m a newbie! How long will it take to earn 90 silver coins?"

"Very quick. If you’re lucky, two to three days. If you have bad luck, it might take a week. You first need to find an old player of the same genetic sequence to complete the task of Passing The Torch. When you reach LV1, you will have the ability to protect yourself. The reward you get will be enough to buy a set of hunting equipment."

"Are there any perception type players? We are heading north to explore the wasteland! Anyone who is interested, please PM me!"

"Oh my god! Have you seen the VM’s push notifications today? The devs finally remembered to add to our recipes!"

"Wuu Wuu… Finally, there is a new food! Lifestyle Profession players can cry with joy now!"

"Speaking of which, the price of corn and beets is so expensive. They are twice as much as green wheat and shofar potatoes."

"Maybe green wheat and shofar potatoes are easy to grow..."

"When will Makka Pakka’s Greenhouse Farm open? Why is there only a sign by the lake but no movement?"

"I don’t know. But I think when the Greenhouse Ruins are cleared, maybe his greenhouse will go bankrupt."

"Hahahaha, this is so sad."

At present, the progress of the raid in the Greenhouse Ruins has reached the final stage.

The Bull and Horse Squad had successfully reached the gate on the first floor, and the gate was activated to cut off the connection between the ground floor and the other floors.

That way, Devil Moths could no longer get reinforcements from other floors.

The rest of the job was to weed out the ones that slipped through the net.

According to the post posted by Ample Time on the official website forum, they would be able to clear it in one day if they hurried. But if they took things slowly, two days would be more than enough.

At that time, the constant temperature planting units full of psychoid leaves on the first floor of the Greenhouse Ruins could also be reused.

...

Just as the players happily started the new day’s work, Chu Guang, who had given the opening speech to the newcomers, turned around and went back to the shelter. He opened the Administrator Menu in the system, and confirmed his rewards.

These days, the players’ performance has been quite diligent, and in a blink of an eye, he managed to accumulate 137 reward points!

It was time to open loot boxes again!

Chu Guang didn’t do it right away, but went to level B2 to wash his face first. Then he chose to draw his rewards.

From 7 basic loot boxes, he got 4 lollipops, 2 cans of canned soybeans and pork with a net weight of 500 grams, and 1 packet of cumin with a net content of 200 grams.

Overall, his luck wasn’t bad.

Not to mention the two cans, the delicacies produced by the shelter had never disappointed Chu Guang. Then there was that packet of cumin, which made things even better!

BBQ without cumin was a terrible choice!

As for the 3 intermediate loot boxes and 1 advanced loot box, the things that came out were very ordinary, namely three packs of hemostatic bandages and an EMP grenade.

Especially the latter, which specialized in destroying electronic equipment, had zero effect on other targets.

After excluding friendlies, Chu Guang couldn’t even find a target that could be damaged by the grenade.

And the most useless aspect was that he could only use it once.

100 bonus points were used to trade for something that could only be used once… It was really sad.

"Damn it, why don’t you give me some more bandages?"

It would be good to have another drone.

Picking up the grenade from the conveyor belt while cursing, Chu Guang opened the system interface and glanced at his task bar.

The only remaining task was one to destroy the mutant human tribe that was triggered when the mutant human tribe was discovered for the first time.

Shelter 404 had too few people at that time. With only 5 usable members, including himself, Chu Guang wisely chose to turn around and leave them alone.

Now the population of the outpost has doubled dozens of times, and the number of players alone has reached 250, they were in a significantly different spot from the past.

Looking at the 200 reward points for the quest reward, Chu Guang couldn’t help feeling eager for some action.

Speaking of which, the Weapon Shop has just received another batch of goods, and the number of players who bought guns has also reached hundreds of people. It could be said that he had a strong army.

Wouldn’t it be too unreasonable not to attack the mutant human tribe?

It was most definitely not because he wanted to draw two more advanced loot boxes.

The main reason was that these green-skinned brutes lived not far from his home. He would not be able to sleep well if he kept them there all the time.

Looking at the last remaining side quest in the system interface, Chu Guang felt that it was time to take out those green-skinned brutes.

Chu Guang immediately edited a quest with VM and sent it to the players near the outpost without hesitation.

[Mission: Attack the mutant human tribe on 76th Street (Limited to 10 members)]

[Briefing: The mutant human tribe on 76th Street continues to threaten the security of the outpost, and we have no room for negotiation with the barbarians. We need a swift assault to weaken their strength and figure out their true strength simultaneously. Whatever method you use, kill at least one mutant human!]

[Level requirements: LV4 and above]

[Rewards: Individuals will be rewarded with 15 silver coins for participating in this attack, and 5 silver coins for each mutant killed as a team reward.]

Mission edited and sent!

In less than half a minute, the number of people who applied to participate in this mission soared to more than 40. It was estimated that the rewards were too high, and even many Lifestyle Profession players came to join in the fun.

Chu Guang carefully selected 4 players of strength type, 3 players of agility type, 2 players of constitution type, and 1 player of perception type according to their contribution and level. They formed a raid team, with the player with the highest contribution point serving as the captain.

Next, Chu Guang deployed the drone over the mutant human tribe and sent aerial images to the players’ VMs.

Everything is ready!

The players who were selected quickly changed into their combat equipment and set off towards 76th Street with their weapons on their backs.

Looking down at the ground from the drone’s perspective, Chu Guang could clearly see that players were assembled at the entrance of 76th Street.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t control their actions through micro-manipulation.

Otherwise it would really be the same as playing those real time strategy games...

Meanwhile, on the frontline...

The players gathered at the entrance of 76th Street began to formulate specific combat plans based on the aerial footage received in their VMs.

The mutant human tribe was located in a residential community with a dome, so they couldn’t see the situation inside. Surrounded by the ruins of high-rise buildings, the terrain was very complex and not very accessible.

In addition, there were sentries scattered around.

These green-skinned brutes were quite crafty, and would use bunkers for camouflage. Apart from the open-air sentries photographed by the drone, there had to be others that hadn’t been photographed. So they didn’t know how many hidden sentries were there.

Construction Boy was the first to break the silence. "Why don’t you try the high-altitude parabolic attack? The tallest building next to it has 30 floors. We can go to the top of the building and throw stones down to kill these animals."

Throwing a stone from the top floor of the 30th floor would be as powerful as firing a bullet. As long as they hit something, the target would either be killed or heavily injured.

Battlefield Cheerleader grunted in response, "Good idea, but what I’m not sure about now is whether there are other mutants in the high-rise building."

Sideline Slacking snorted derisively, "What do you mean it’s a good idea? It’s the stupidest thing I heard of. The building is already broken, how will you go up? Even if you manage to get up, who do you think you can hit with such strong winds? You can’t let them just stand there and let you hit, right? When the other side reacts, we will be surrounded and suppressed completely. There will be nowhere to run being trapped in the building.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Elf Wang asked.

Sideline Slacking followed up with another explanation. "I’m a perception type, I need someone with the constitution type to cooperate with me to pull hate. Wait until the mutant human is led to our ambush point, then we can shoot them till they’re killed. I don’t believe those green-skinned brutes will be able to withstand the 7mm in my hand!"

Midnight Pubg interjected suddenly, "I propose we should just charge in! My big axe is already hungry for blood!"

In the end, everyone agreed with Sideline Slacking’s proposal.

Eight players were scattered behind the covers in the central area of ​​76th Street, a constitution player and a perception type player, moving cautiously in the direction of the mutant human tribe.

The plan went smoothly.

However, just when the two people who acted as bait walked out of the ambush point for about a hundred or two hundred meters, an accident happened.

Neighbour Wang, who was walking in the front, accidentally tripped on the wire buried in the snow. Before he could react, the soda can hidden under the wreckage of the car burst open in an instant.

Shattered shrapnel flew around, smashing the door of a wrecked car next to it.

Neighbour Wang, who was caught between the wreckage of the two cars, didn’t even have time to scream before his body was riddled with holes by the flying shrapnel, and fell to the snow covered in blood.

The sound of the explosion reverberated on the cold 76th Street.

Looking at the teammate who was killed on the spot, Sideline Slacking who was walking behind was stunned.

What the hell?

Can’t the perception type perceive mines?

Maybe the mines were too well hidden, and he didn’t feel the slightest omen of danger.

But in any case, since the matter has come to this point, Sideline Slacking acted decisively. He jumped up to recover his teammate’s VM and revolver rifle, before turning around to run away.

However, danger was still one step ahead. Just as he took two steps, a cold arrow flew from a distance and hit his thigh.

"Fuck!"

With his knee weakened, Sideline Slacking, who was running, staggered forward, and fell into the snow.

Not bothering to check the injury of his thigh, he immediately rolled sideways and hid behind the car wreckage next to him.

Another cold arrow quickly flew past him, scratching his shoulder, and shot into the position where he was lying on his stomach before.

A chill went down his spine, and Sideline Slacking couldn’t help shivering.

If he was a little slower, probably he would go back to the official website to wait for his respawning cooldown to be over.

Fortunately, the arrow that hit him did not hurt the artery. He grinned and broke the shaft of the arrow.

It didn’t hurt.

It was just that the blood that was oozing out looked a little scary.

"God damn it... I underestimated the enemy!"

He didn’t expect that the game’s AI would be so smart, and these mutant humans would actually lay traps!

There was no fear in his heart. Instead, Sideline Slacking, who was leaning against the cover, became excited.

What’s the point of fighting with the mentally handicapped?

If he could fight against the strong, even if he died, he would die without regrets!

It was a game anyway, it won’t be real death.

"Arghhh! Go to hell!" Grabbing his teammate’s revolver rifle and sticking out of the cover, Sideline Slacking didn’t even take a look and pulled the trigger repeatedly, aiming in the direction where the arrows came from.

Six rounds sprayed out of his gun, but he didn’t hit anyone. He didn’t see anyone, so naturally, he would miss all the shots.

However, although he didn’t hit anyone, his indiscriminate shooting baited out the mutant human hidden in the shadows.

Perhaps it was because he felt that he had pushed his prey to a desperate situation, or perhaps it was because of his confidence in his own strength, a two-meter-tall mutant human with big muscles stepped out of the shadows. He held a hunting bow in his hand and pulled the bowstring with his right hand. His ugly face was cold and ferocious, like a bloodthirsty beast.

Sideline Slacking, who was leaning against the cover, couldn’t help but hold his breath.

Is that really a human being?!

"Go on! What are you waiting for?"

Shouts echoed in the street.

Although he couldn’t understand what the human was saying, the mutant human didn’t take it to heart, and only regarded it as the wailing of the prey.

Keep getting closer!

However, at this moment, the sound of dense gunshots suddenly sounded from the other side of the street.

Eight rifles 100 meters away fired at the same time, and the unsuspecting mutant human was shot twice in the chest, causing his blood to ooze out his body.

"Ah!" Roaring in anger, the shot mutant human rolled and hid behind the bus stop sign on the side of the road.

The little injury was nothing to him at all.

As long as the injury was not fatal, even if his bone was broken, he would be able to recover with his powerful recovery ability.

He drew his hunting bow and prepared to fight back, but at this moment, a cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared from the position where the guns were fired at him in the distance.

Before the mutant human could react, the white smoke hit the trash can behind him, and then a fist-sized gadget rolled onto the snow next to him.

After a short pause, flames shot into the sky, and the shrapnel and smoke swallowed the mutant human.

Even so, it didn’t kill the mutant human on the spot, but soon a human with an axe rushed close, screamed and slashed with an axe before cutting off its head.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Cover me, I’ll help Brother Sideline up!"

"And Neighbour Wang!"

"He’s too far away, forget about him! I have already recovered his VM and gun!"

Under the cover of the teammates, a strength type player carried the injured Sideline Slacking and retreated towards the intersection of 76th Street.

Mutant human reinforcements had arrived, so the operation could only end early.

1 killed and 1 injured in battle, and they took out one mutant human.

Obviously, the group of mutant humans was not as easy to deal with as imagined. They were not only proficient in urban combat, but also knew how to lay traps.

But even so, they still managed to kill one.

Their first wave of attack was worth it!