This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 39: Finally, is there a new NPC?

In fact, there were no other choices.

Xia Yan knew very well that with only one leg left, it was difficult to even get out of this street, let alone go back to Boulder City.

Moreover, what could she possibly do if she got back?

Although she had been working as a mercenary for a long time, she basically didn't save much money. A better neuron-linked bionic prosthetic would cost tens of thousands of chips at least, and a mechanically driven prosthesis would also cost thousands of chips.

This price was almost the same as a set of chemically powered exoskeleton.

Even if she sold herself, she still would not be able to afford it.

She either leaves with these people or waits for her death here.

The choice was not so difficult.

Sitting on the edge of the swaying wooden trolley while bumping up and down with the piled sacks, Xia Yan sighed silently in her heart.

Perhaps this journey is the last moment of freedom for me.

Apart from taking her back to have a baby, she really couldn't think of any reason why the man in front of her wanted to take her with them.

Skills?

Work?

Haha… Very funny.

After thinking about it, she only had her body left.

I heard that the first time will hurt, but I don’t know if it’s true...

"Here we are."

The sound from the front interrupted at least 200,000 words of imagination in Xia Yan’s mind.

Recovering from her daydreaming, Xia Yan suddenly raised her head and found that she had been taken to a small forest by this group of people at some point.

In front of her was an open space strewn with wooden logs surrounded by the forest, and an unfinished concrete wall stood in it.

Beside the concrete wall were kilns emitting smoke, with pits for smoked meat and fish racks alongside it.

The air was filled with the smell of barbecue, non-stop banging sounds filled the air.

There were people smashing the stones with hammers, operating the blowers to blow air into the kilns, carrying stones, building walls, or cutting trees.

This looked like a large construction site.

Primitive but busy.

These people... are all his subordinates?

Seeing all this in front of her, Xia Yan's pale face was filled with surprise. She counted them roughly and found that there were more than a dozen or twenty people in sight alone, all wearing a blue uniform.

The moment she saw their clothes clearly, it took her less than a second to guess the identities of these people.

Shelter residents!?

I haven't heard of a shelter near here.

But……

What are they doing?

Xia Yan was a little confused.

Shelters were not uncommon in Qingquan City. Some had been opened many years ago, and many of them were still locked up until now, waiting for the unlocking period to arrive.

Those good shelters could occasionally be regarded as a great force, and those that were worse had basically become the rations of mutant humans or mutants in general.

Xia Yan remembered that there seemed to be a shelter not far from Boulder City, but the survivors who lived there were more exclusive and unwilling to contact people outside and they were rather stubborn, rarely coming out of the shelter.

What’s the point of having this kind of fence?

It looks strong, and bullets should not be able to penetrate it, but no matter how strong the wall is, can it be stronger than the gate of the shelter?

That thing can even block gamma rays.

"... Are you from a shelter?"

"Yes," Chu Guang said, taking a look at the wound on her leg, "I thought you passed out."

She was very obedient along the way, and Chu Guang's attention was basically on the surroundings; he didn't pay much attention to her, so he thought that this woman had lost too much blood and passed out.

Unexpectedly, she was still awake.

"I'm not that weak."

Xia Yan cocked her chin and made her eyebrows as stiff as her expression. She felt that this might make herself look a little stronger.

At least it would not make her look timid.

Unfortunately, no one cared about her pretentiously tough posture, or even noticed it at all.

"I can see it," Chu Guang said casually, withdrawing his gaze from the bloody and broken leg. "Your wounds are healing a little bit faster than ordinary people."

Applying the attribute template of shelter 404, this woman's physique was at least 8 points, and the error was about ±1.

If it were an ordinary person, even if they didn't lose too much blood, they would have passed out with a high fever right now.

However, this woman could actually hold it. Apart from having sweat beads on her forehead and a pale face, she seemed completely fine.

Of course, it may be due to "talent".

The survivors in the wasteland were more or less connected with the word mutation, and it was not surprising that there were some physical characteristics that were different from ordinary people.

Chu Guang looked at the two players and ordered.

"Send the food to 'Tomato_scrambled_eggs' and let him store it properly."

A few days ago, Chu Guang told Brother Scrambled Egg to build a granary that could store grains and meat.

If there were no accidents, it would have been built now.

Whether the food should be dried before putting into storage or just piled in whole bags, he believed this cook was more professional and more reliable than himself.

Now that there were players, Chu Guang didn't bother to worry about these trivial matters.

Last time, just making smoked meat already gave him a headache. If it was him who built the granary, the food would probably either get moldy or be eaten by rats.

Hearing the administrator's instructions, Ample Time and Night Ten nodded together and accepted the task.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Chu Guang didn't say anything.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the female mercenary who was lying on the trolley, ignoring the latter's exclamation, and carried her on his shoulder like a sack.

Then, with the other hand stretched out, he grabbed the backpacks that Night Ten had taken from the other three mercenaries and walked towards the nursing home in a stride.

Night Ten and Ample Time watched him admiringly.

A living person and this large package of equipment would add up to 50 kilograms.

To be able to pick them up with two hands, the Administrator was too strong!

Looking at the Administrator walking towards the nursing home, Old White, who noticed the situation here, quietly approached them.

"What happened? Who is the person that our boss is carrying?"

"You ask Ample Time. He saw the whole plot. I got disconnected." Either searching the bag or being used as a hostage, the hapless Night Ten felt like he was a tool that was being used by NPCs repeatedly.

Ample Time made a helpless expression.

"Don't look at me, this game doesn't have subtitles, and I don't understand what the NPCs are talking about... You can understand her as a newly added NPC."

He had a rough idea about what happened, but it was a bit difficult to tell it in detail, so he could only wait for the official website to update the information.

Old White was dazed.

"Okay… but then again, why was she injured so badly?"

"Sigh, let alone the serious injury, she almost didn’t make it," Night Ten said with a sigh, "You don't know what we encountered on the way back."

"What happened?"

"Creeper!"

"Seriously?" Old White looked at Night Ten with a surprised look and quickly asked, "Did you meet a creeper? What does that thing look like?"

There was information about creepers on the official website, but apart from a few abstract text descriptions, there was no description of its power.

There was no picture book to refer to.

Old White only remembered that this thing seemed to belong to the same category as the Cruncher. They were all symbiont mutants born under fungal infections. They seemed to be related to biological weapons, and it was hard to tell what their ancestors were.

Originally, he still thought that this thing was probably a monster in the setting, and that the game company may not have made a model yet.

Unexpectedly, these two actually met one!

"It has four long arms, very ugly. It's about half a person tall when crawling, and two meters tall when it stands up. This thing is not only ridiculously powerful, but the key point is its speed! We all used guns to shoot it, but all of us missed. Later, the administrator picked up the steel pipe and stabbed it to death."

Night Ten described the situation at the time, however, his description was so vague that it didn’t provide much useful information.

Old White looked at Ample Time for help, the latter sighed.

"I’m also not very clear, but basically like Night Ten said, that Ceeper is really strong."

"I think the new expansion not only updates the in-game activities, but also adds more mutants, new NPC camps, and related missions. Let’s talk about this when we go offline... The administrator asked me to send the trolley to Brother Scrambled Egg. Let me submit the mission first."

Although Old White really wanted to talk to Ample Time about his new discoveries, there were only three hours left before dark, so there was really not much time to talk.

Old White sighed and nodded.

"Okay, you go first... I'll research more about the small blast furnace, and you can help me when you're done."

"Mhm, see you later."

...

On the other side, in the nursing home.

The players who were constructing on the scaffolding noticed the administrator returning from the outside.

Of course, they also noticed the woman he carried on his shoulders.

"Damn, look, look, the administrator is carrying a person on his shoulders!"

"Who is that person???"

"New NPC?"

"It’s a girl!"

"Finally there is a new NPC! Brothers, we are one step closer to the open beta!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Thinking that they were one step closer to the open beta, the players one by one became even more energetic like they were on some kind of drugs.

Xia Yan, who was carried on the shoulders by Chu Guang, felt her cheeks were burning, not only because of her posture, but also because of the gazes of all players.

She couldn't understand what those people were saying, but she didn't need to understand.

Anyone could guess that it was nothing but dirty talks like the lecherous eyes of these men.

She could imagine that they were like hyenas on the wasteland, cheering for their leaders and hoping to get a bone or a bite of broth after he was done with the prey.

Obviously, she was the tender and delicious lamb.

Xia Yan became more frightened as she thought about it, her clenched teeth couldn't help clicking repeatedly, and her eyes teared up a little.

She suddenly regretted it. Instead of being humiliated by a pack of wolves, she might as well kill herself and die with dignity.

But her body did not listen to her.

The elevator went down and arrived at the basement.

Chu Guang strode through the gate of the shelter, through the buffer room, into the residents' hall, and threw the package full of equipment aside, before throwing Xia Yan on his shoulder onto the chair.

"Ow! Can you not be gentle?... Wha, what are you doing!?"

After letting out a painful grunt, Xia Yan stared at Chu Guang who was approaching nervously.

"Don’t move."

Chu Guang opened the drawer with his hand and took out a silver-white metal tube from the inside. After removing the plastic cover, he flicked the tube habitually.

"It shouldn't hurt, bear with me."