Yesterday's snow seemed to be just accidental.
The morning sun the next morning still carried the warmth of autumn.
Walking out of the shelter, Mr. 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 Mr. Garbage, no one seemed to be anxious, but had some expectations for the coming winter.
This especially applied to the players living in warm areas in real life, as there were not many opportunities for them to see heavy snow.
Now in this wasteland, snowflakes already floated in the sky before September was over. So in another ten days or so, they should be able to enjoy a big snowfall.
Passing through the wall of the outpost.
Chu Guang patrolled his own territory, and at the same time silently summed up in his heart which plot of land should be enclosed in the next step.
North or south?
This question is worth thinking about.
At this time, when he walked to the door, he found that two players were busy in front of the north gate building a door-shaped frame with wood.
Looking at this shape...
It kind of looked like the gallows at the door of Brown Farm?
"... What are you doing?"
Seeing the administrator, the two players immediately stopped their work and looked over with excitement.
I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom: "Dear administrator, we are making the gallows!"
Chu Guang: "... The gallows? What do you want to do with that thing?"
Who_will_smell_my_athlete's_foot: "This will make this shelter more wasteland-like! And more punk!"
I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom: "Yes, and it's very practical! If anyone breaks the law of the shelter, we will hang them! Hehe."
Chu Guang: "..."
They can.
But it was not necessary.
Except for these 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 as a whole is still diligent.
Unless someone is not online for a long time, he would probably take care of it. If it was confirmed that they were indeed AFK, he would give others the qualification for the closed test.
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 must be reasons for it, and he would know when he had enough clues.
Unfounded "infinite skepticism" is meaningless. Although scientific thinking emphasizes that "doubt includes doubts about itself", it also emphasizes the importance of evidence and how conjecture should not be regarded as truth.
So why does he need to care about so many things in the "parallel world"?
He couldn't go back anyway.
Walking to the Woodworking Cabin, Chu Guang counted the equipment on the shelves.
Up to now, Brother Mosquito has made 15 wooden bows and hundreds of arrows and has become more skilled in making and processing.
Not only that, but Chu Guang found that this guy was simply a genius. Not only does he have novel ideas, but he also learns from other things in his work.
For example, from one arrow alone, he designed two different variations.
One design uses the principle of thermal expansion and contraction. After the arrow is heated, it is inserted into a wooden stick with a fixed groove. After the natural cooling, the arrow will be closely integrated with the arrow shaft. This kind of arrow can be used repeatedly many times, until the arrow is completely scrapped, that is.
The other simply mixes turpentine and animal fat and sticks the rust sheet directly on the arrow shaft.
Although this kind of arrow is disposable and has weak penetrating power, as long as it can effectively hit the target, it can basically leave the rusted arrow in the target's body, causing continuous damage.
Even if the target doesn't lose mobility on the spot, there is a high probability that it will die from infections in a few days.
"Administrator? I was about to look for you."
Seeing Chu Guang appearing at the door, WC_really_has_mosquitoes' eyes lit up as he put down the tools in his hand and got up from the chair.
Chu Guang looked at him and said,
"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 step back, almost using no authority to kick this guy offline.
"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!"
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 for you now! Please follow me!"
With that said, Mosquito took the administrator outside the Woodworking Cabin and took out a small glass bottle with a volume of about 150ml from his pocket.
It was filled with gunpowder with a cotton thread inserted in the mouth of the bottle, everything 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 sound was heard and the glass bottle exploded fiercely, blasting the skin of the tree trunk everywhere. Even the tree almost 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 its smoke, it is obviously black powder. But it is also very strong! Everyone knows about the formula, 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's face was also filled with surprise.
This……
This player is really 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 bigger 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 reward."
"In addition, you can try to make smokeless gunpowder, such as nitrocellulose. If you can succeed, the shelter will give you 1,000 contribution points as a reward, and I will also have a new job to hand over to you."
New job?
The expression on Mosquito's face became visibly more excited.
Does this mean that he just triggered a hidden mission?
In fact, it didn't matter if it was not a hidden mission. The reward of 1,000 contribution points was already tempting enough.
Since the alpha 0.3 version, the income concerning contribution points has been reduced, and the maximum daily contribution points were limited to 160. The contribution points earned by taking up shelter posts is almost around this number, so 1,000 contribution points is already a lot.
Although he was now a shelter citizen, who would mind earning more contribution points? It would only become more difficult to obtain this thing in the future.
He remembered that the dev once said on the official website that in the future, the game would open up the status level above the citizen, which would allow him to buy more land.
Thinking of this, Mosquito exclaimed with joy, "No problem, dear administrator! I'll try it again after I get the nitric acid and sulfuric acid out!"
Chu Guang nodded, instructed him to continue what he was doing earlier, and then 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 other places.
Since "Who_will_smell_my_athlete's_foot" and "I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom" 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.
In this way, the carbon content of the steel waste as a raw material would not rise too much during the smelting process, and it 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 out of thin air. A small amount would still remain.
Experience takes time to accumulate.
Looking at the busy enthusiastic players, Chu Guang's heart was also full of emotion.
A few days ago, the tools of the outpost needed to be imported from the nearby Brown farm and traded with animal fur.
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 by themselves.
Woodworking Cabin almost solved most of the immediate needs.
It was the place that could truly breed 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 reached the citizenship level 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 steel making 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 mission', planning the overall production. This can be considered as an indirect control of the means of production."
"In terms of balance… 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, thought in his heart.
As a qualified game designer and planner, the first priority is to understand what the current version requires.
For example, if no one wants to play ADC, then buff ADC. If everyone is playing ADC then nerf ADC or buff Jungle.
The biggest difference between games and reality is that in reality, there are costs for changing laws and adjusting policies.
But in the game, players would complain and curse at the game company at most. As long as players could still play the game, they would continue to play the game.
"Administrator!"
Hearing someone calling him, Chu Guang stopped and looked back, only to see a player carrying a bow and arrow running towards him out of breath.
"What's the matter?"
"On the north side of the outpost, near the viaduct, we spotted two people with a two-headed bull! One of the two men looks very familiar, he seems to be the man who has been here before."
The player stood with his hands on his knees and reported the situation intermittently.
Two-headed bison?
Is it the merchant from Red River Town?
He came back so fast?
Chu Guang was slightly surprised in his heart, but his face was calm as he ordered the player.
"Take me there."
"Yes!"...................................................................................................................................
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