This Game Is Too Realistic

Yesterday’s snow seemed to be just an accident.

The morning sun the next morning still carried the warmth of autumn.

Walking out of the shelter, Garbage carefully looked outside. After finding that it was not as cold as expected, he was finally relieved and happily walked outside while wagging its tail.

It was too cold at night. He had no choice but to change his online time back to normal.

Except for Chu Guang and Garbage, no one seemed to be anxious but had some expectations for the coming winter.

It especially applied to the players living in warmer regions in real life, as there were not many opportunities for them to see heavy snow.

In the wasteland, snowflakes were falling before September was over. So in another ten days or so, they should be able to enjoy a big snowfall.

When he passed the walls that had been built in the outpost… Chu Guang patrolled his territory, and at the same time silently summed up which plot of land they should enclose in their next step.

North or South?

When he walked to the entrance, he found that two players were busy in front of the north gate building a door-shaped frame with wood.

Looking at the shape… It kind of looked like the gallows that was built in Brown Farm.

"... What are you doing?" Chu Guang asked curiously.

Seeing the administrator, the two players immediately stopped their work and looked over with excitement.

Bathroom Goer answered happily, "Dear Administrator, we are making the gallows!"

Chu Guang frowned. "... The gallows? What do you want to do with that?"

Athlete Foot laughed, "This will make this shelter more wasteland-like! And more punk!"

Bathroom Goer continued, "Yes, and it’s very practical! If anyone breaks the law, we will hang them! Hehe."

Chu Guang stared at them, speechless. "..."

Well, it wasn’t as though they were forbidden from doing something like that, but it wasn’t actually necessary.

Except for those two idiots, the other players in the shelter looked pretty normal; they were either busy doing tasks or cutting down trees and moving bricks.

The outpost was in the early stages of development and everything was lacking, except that there was no shortage of work; so there was no need to worry that players couldn’t find anything to do.

It was fine that there were one or two less serious players once in a while. Chu Guang decided to leave them alone.

The art of management lies not in micro-management, but in general control. As long as the player base was diligent as a whole, he wouldn’t stick his foot into the matter.

Unless someone hadn’t been online for a long time, he wouldn’t take any action. If he managed to confirm that they were AFK, he would give their qualifications to others. ʀ𝙖ƝǑВĚ𐌔

As for how the system would retrieve the helmet, deliver it, and whether it would cause any disturbances; that was not something he should be worried about.

Since the system could do it, there had to be reasons behind the functions, and he would know when he had enough clues.

Unfounded infinite skepticism was meaningless. Although scientific thinking emphasizes that doubt merely increases doubts, it also emphasizes the importance of evidence and how conjecture should not be regarded as truth.

Why did he need to care about so many things in the parallel world anyway? It wasn’t as though he would be able to go back.

Walking to the Woodworking Cabin, Chu Guang counted the equipment on the shelves.

Up to now, Mosquito has made 15 wooden bows and hundreds of arrows and has become more skilled in making and processing weapons.

Not only that, but Chu Guang found that the dude was a genius. Not only did he have some novel ideas, he also learned things as he went along.

For example, from one arrow alone, he designed two different variations.

One design used the principle of thermal expansion and contraction. After the arrow was heated, it would be inserted into a wooden stick with a fixed groove. After it cooled naturally, the arrowhead would be closely integrated with the shaft. An arrow like that could be used repeatedly until it was scrapped.

The other was when the arrowhead was stuck into the shaft with turpentine and animal fat.

Although an arrow like that was disposable and had weak penetrating power, as long as it could effectively hit the target, the rusty arrowhead would be left in the target’s body to cause continuous damage.

Even if the target wasn’t immobilized, there was a high probability they would die from infections in several days.

"Administrator? I was about to look for you." Seeing Chu Guang appearing at the door, Mosquito’s eyes lit up as he put down the tools in his hand and got up from the chair.

Chu Guang looked at him and asked, "What is it?"

"About the gunpowder you asked me to make; I’ve already made it!" With that said, Mosquito pulled out a can of black powder in a glass bottle from the shelf and handed it to Chu Guang excitedly, making the latter take several steps back. He almost used his authority to kick the guy offline that very instant he brought out the glass bottle.

"It’s okay, there is no open flame here, it’s safe! Hehe," Mosquito chuckled and continued, "I used the formula found on the Internet to make it, using 74.6% potassium nitrate. According to this ratio, gunpowder can be burned to the fullest extent!"

As before, Chu Guang ignored the out-of-game content mentioned by the players in the dialogue, took the glass bottle and took a closer look, then nodded. "Good job... have you tried it?"

"I can experiment with it right now! Please follow me!" Mosquito brought Chu Guang out of the Woodworking Cabin and took out a small glass bottle that was about one hundred fifty milliliters from his pocket.

It was filled with gunpowder with a cotton thread inserted in the mouth of the bottle. Everything was sealed with animal fat.

He ran out for a short distance, placed the glass bottle next to a tree, lit the cotton thread with a match, and ran away.

As the cotton thread burned out, a loud thunderous blast was heard and the glass bottle exploded, blasting the bark of the tree everywhere. In fact, the tree nearly fell!

Many players who were cutting trees nearby were taken aback by the sound and ran over to check what was going on.

"Damn?! Brother, not bad!"

"Did you actually make TNT in this game?"

"All you know is TNT. From the smoke that was produced, it is obviously black powder. But it is also very strong! Everyone knows the formula to make some, it’s just that raw materials are too difficult to get."

"Brother, you are awesome!!"

Hearing the praise of other players, Mosquito looked at the administrator beside him excitedly, his face full of anticipation. "What do you think?"

Chu Guang was actually too stunned to speak.

This…

That player was really too competent!

He was clearly just a carpenter in real life... Why did he know so many things?!

"... Very well, your performance exceeded my expectations. Although the smoke generated is a bit too much and the power of the explosion needs to be improved, these are not problems. I will report your credit to the organization and you will get 500 contribution points as a reward."

"In addition, you can try to make smokeless gunpowder, such as nitrocellulose. If you can succeed, the shelter will give you 1000 contribution points as a reward, and I will also give you a new job."

New job?

Mosquito became visibly more excited.

Did he just trigger a hidden mission?!

In fact, it didn’t matter if it was not a hidden mission. The reward of 1000 contribution points was already tempting enough.

Since version 0.3, contribution points rewards have been reduced, and the maximum daily contribution points one could gain were limited to one hundred and sixty. That was how many contribution points they could earn by taking up posts in the shelter, so 1000 contribution points was a lot!

Although he was a shelter citizen, who would mind earning more contribution points? It would only become more difficult to obtain stuff like that in the future.

He remembered that the developer once said on the official website that in the future, the game would open up the status level above a citizen, which would allow him to buy more land.

Thinking of this, Mosquito exclaimed with joy, "No problem! I’ll try it again after I get the nitric acid and sulfuric acid!"

Chu Guang nodded, instructed him to continue what he was doing earlier, and went to the blast furnace.

In order to facilitate transportation, earth kilns for producing charcoal and cement kilns for producing cement were built nearby, forming a row, almost resembling a conventional industrial area.

The fire kept burning, and even the temperature nearby was two degrees higher than in other places.

Since Athlete Foot and Bathroom Goer improved the process of primitive steelmaking, the carbon chamber and the iron melting chamber were separated, and iron oxide was reduced by incompletely combusted carbon monoxide instead of charcoal.

That way, the carbon content of the steel waste would not rise too much during the smelting process and did not need to be repeatedly forged and quenched to remove carbon to become steel.

Although it was impossible to restore the material to the way it was two hundred years ago, the strength of the material was definitely much stronger than that of smelting through the primitive method...

After all, the rare metals that were originally mixed in steel would not just disappear completely. A small amount would still remain.

Experience took time to accumulate.

Looking at the busy enthusiastic players, Chu Guang was moved.

A few days ago, he needed to buy tools for the outpost from the nearby Brown Farm. He even traded a bunch of fur with them for it.

Now, the players had not only learned to use the metal scraps they picked up to re-smelt, but they could even produce the tools they needed.

The Woodworking Cabin almost solved most of their immediate needs. That was truly a place that birthed miracles.

"The production efficiency of these earthen-made kilns is still lagging a bit behind. Expansion of facilities requires more building materials and tools. To achieve this, some players must directly or indirectly master the production materials. Only in this way can the players’ initiative and creativity be brought into play, allowing them to improve production with ease."

"Let me think... Later versions can delimit this area as an industrial zone, clearly stipulate the land use, and allow players who have obtained citizenship to rent land here, open workshops, and engage in light industrial processing, so as to directly control part of the means of production."

"As for heavy industries like steelmaking and cement production which have huge outputs, large initial investments, and unstable profitability, a public steel plant and cement plant can be set up, and professional players with outstanding ability can be appointed as the factory director in the form of hidden missions. They would be in charge of planning the overall production. It’s an indirect way for me to control production…”

"In terms of balance… I’ll just use the tax and land rent settings to solve it."

"Anyway, those were the ideas the players came up with."

Chu Guang, who stroked his chin, muttered while thinking to himself.

As a qualified game designer and planner, his first priority was to understand what the current version required.

For example, if no one wants to play ADC, he would buff it! If everyone was playing ADC, he would either nerf it or buff the Jungler.

The biggest difference between games and reality was that there were costs for changing laws and adjusting policies. However, since the players believed they were in a game, they would curse the game company at most. As long as they could still play, they would.

"Administrator!"

Hearing someone calling him, Chu Guang stopped and looked back, only to see a player carrying a bow and arrow running towards him while panting.

"What’s the matter?"

"On the north side of the outpost, near the viaduct, we spotted two people with a two-headed bison! One of the two men looks very familiar. He seems like someone who has been here before.” The player stood with his hands on his knees and reported the situation between breaths.

Two-headed bison?

Is he the merchant from Red River Town? How is he so fast?

Chu Guang was slightly surprised, but he remained calm as he gave the order, “Take me there.”

"Yes!"