"I swear... this is the most delicious noodle I have eaten since I left my hometown!"
"It's so delicious!! Is this really made with our noodles??"
"It turned out to be a flavor that the seasoning package doesn't have! It's incredible, how did this happen?"
"What the hell did they put in the soup? Damn it, why is the soup so delicious...I want to drink another bowl!"
"Hot hot hot, hiss...it's hot to death!"
"What are you doing?"
"Queue!"
"Are you leaving the car??"
"No hurry, I'll make another bowl, hehe!"
A group of NPCs in gray coats were squatting next to the camp and sucking noodles. The appearance was as funny as it could be, and the players next to them were dumbfounded.
"Is it so delicious?"
"It seems... Okay?"
"After all, it is the skill of Scrambled Eggs, and it is a batch that is performing normally!"
"It's so fragrant~~ I miss Boss Yaya's roasted mushrooms."
Seeing how delicious the NPCs are eating, the players feel that the noodles in their hands are even more delicious.
Old Luka counted the money, a total of 80CR, his wrinkled face was full of joy.
Selling 20 set meals not only solved the food for the players, but also made a small profit. Not far away came two more queuing, maybe they could earn 100CR for this morning meal.
If he let the Master know, he will be very happy!
He can't wait to tell his Master the good news!
At this time, Oliver, who was wearing power armor, and Section Chief Howard of the logistics department were getting off the elevator of the Pioneer.
Seeing the crew members squatting at the gate of the camp in blue coats sucking noodles, both of them were stunned.
Oliver walked over and asked.
"What are you eating?"
The marine soldier squatting on the ground immediately stood up, holding the bowl in his right hand, and reported at attention.
"Captain, we are eating noodles!"
"What kind of face is this?"
"I don't know, but it's really delicious! I suggest you try it too, it only costs 4CR, it's very cheap, and there's a lot of it."
4CR a bowl?
Oliver looked bewildered, and didn't quite understand what he heard. Howard, who was standing next to him, understood something, and his brows twitched violently.
But he didn't say anything. It doesn't hurt to start a small business, and he is not stingy enough to limit where the employees can spend their money.
Just don't delay the business.
But these guys are real dogs... I don't usually see them willing to go out to work, but today one or two went to line up next to the elevator.
Howard glared fiercely at a few old acquaintances from the logistics department who were squatting on the ground, and left without saying a word.
...
At around 9:00 am, a blizzard suddenly fell on the outpost.
The north wind was blowing so loudly that it almost knocked off the roof of the granary.
Fortunately, Lucius borrowed a bottle of foam spray from Dante, and reinforced the roof of the granary, saving the crumbling granary.
Looking at Lucius who was blown into a snowman and came in from outside the barracks, Dante said helplessly and sympathetically.
"To be honest...the conditions here are too simple, aren't there any production tools in the shelter?"
Lucius patted the snow hanging on his body, put the bottle of foam spray at the door of the barracks, and said indifferently.
"I guess the shelter is half built and out of budget... Are you feeling better?"
"It's much better... By the way, did I say something strange last night?" Dante said nervously.
He still has self-knowledge about his mouth, and he can't control it normally, and it's even more unreasonable when he drinks.
Of course Lucius would not tell him that he had drawn more than 200 key points on the VM, so he casually made up a story in a perfunctory way.
"No, you just told me the story of you and your bionic partner in your hometown—"
"Okay, okay, please stop talking." Dante hurriedly stopped Lucius from continuing, and at the same time glanced at Ace beside him.
Seeing that she didn't look this way at all, he was relieved.
There is only such a big space on the Pioneer, and he doesn't want his private affairs to be reported back and become the laughing stock of his colleagues.
Huh? Lucius looked at him unexpectedly.
Really?
Lucius, who didn't pay much attention to it, suddenly became curious.
At this moment, Ace looked up.
"The captain will be here in a while. When I contacted you just now, I told him about your drunkenness. You'd better think about how to explain it to him."
"What does it mean to be drunk? I call it entertainment!" Dante tried to quibble, uttering all the words that Lucius taught him.
Ace froze for a moment, collected himself, and said expressionlessly.
"You can explain to the captain."
Hearing this sentence, Dante immediately shut up like a deflated ball, and stopped talking.
Lucius patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and gave him a friendly smile.
"Don't worry, my friend, I will explain it for you!"
Dante looked over with a moved face.
"Thank you, you're such a nice guy!"
Lucius smiled and said.
"You're welcome, after all, you've helped me a lot... Cough, what I mean is, I'll have to trouble you to contact your section chief in the future."
It's great to work with such a simple-minded guy.
Dante didn't notice it at all, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to say trouble, that's my job! If there is any trouble in the future, as long as I can help, please feel free to come to me!"
Lucius: "Definitely!"
Ace: "..."
...
The blizzard had been going on for about an hour, and it didn't stop until half past ten. At this time, a group of people came to the north gate of Wetland Park.
Wearing power armor, Oliver led four marines to the north gate of the outpost, followed by a four-legged mechanical dog carrying a large box.
The configuration is different from the last time I came. Except for the power armor that Captain Oliver himself was wearing, only two of the four marines it brought were wearing power armor and holding powerful Gauss rifles.
As for the other two, they were wearing light mechanical exoskeletons. One holds a small, lightweight assault rifle, while the other holds a light machine gun.
In addition to the supplies on the mechanical dog, they all carried large and heavy backpacks behind them, and they seemed to be ready for a long journey.
Lucius issued a mission through the VM, and brought four small players with iron-pipe rifles to meet his allies.
Seeing Lucius approaching, Oliver said with a smile.
"...We ran into two mutated brown bears on the way here, and it took a while."
"It's your luck that you can meet two of them at the same time."
Where's the bear? Don't these people recycle their prey?
Lucius glanced at these people, but he didn't see the bear's shadow.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the VM a few times, and sent a message to Popo, asking him to help edit the task, and sending two perception players to follow the footsteps of this group of people to the north to see if they could get those two mutant brown bears.
Mutant brown bears can weigh more than 1,000 kilograms. In Lucius's eyes, they are all meat.
There was a blizzard just now. With little luck, you should be able to find it.
"Maybe it's a male and a female." Oliver smiled brightly, looked at the fully armed Lucius and asked, "It seems that you are ready?"
Lucius smiled lightly and said.
"We can do it anytime."
Oliver: "So are we! Then please lead the way!"
Lucius nodded, and gestured towards the four little players behind him who couldn't wait.
"Set off!"
...
Players have never been to the edge of the Fifth Ring Road, but Lucius has been there a few times, but that was all in autumn, and snowy weather is another situation entirely.
But it doesn't matter, there are a lot of scavengers on Beit Street, and they live off the resources around the Fifth Ring Road.
Lucius took people to Beit Street, found Yudeep, the captain of the guard, and planned to borrow a clever young man from him to help.
After listening to Lucius's words, Yudeep said immediately.
"There was a heavy snowstorm just now, and that boy Yugin happened to be at home, why don't I get him to help you too, he is familiar with the Fifth Ring Road."
"No, we only need a guide. Let him stay at home in this horrible weather. There is no good work around the Fifth Ring Road."
Yudeep smiled and said.
"Okay, if you need anything, just ask, and I will help you!"
After bidding farewell to Yudeep, Lucius took the young man from the guard out. When walking outside the town, he casually asked
"May I have your name?"
The young man had obviously seen him stepping into the castle, and said respectfully with an expression of awe.
"Moxie, my lord."
The name is interesting.
"Who is Aries from your family?"
Moxie was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "He is my younger brother!"
Lucius nodded, finished the pleasantries, and started talking about business.
"For a while, your job is to be our guide, do it well, and I will give you 5 silver coins when it's done."
The wages of NPCs are much lower than that of players. The guards on Beit Street only cost 60 silver coins a month, which translates to only 2 silver coins a day.
Hearing that there was a reward of 5 silver coins for a trip to the side of the Fifth Ring Road, Moxie was immediately excited, and quickly patted his chest to make a promise.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will do it well with my heart for the job you entrusted to me!"
Lucius smiled.
"Then I look forward to your performance."
Joining Captain Oliver and his party, Moxie was so shocked that he could hardly speak when he saw the three powered armors and the two shiny exoskeletons.
Of course, he didn't know what the Pioneer was or what the company was. He only knew that the neighbors in Wetland Park actually had powered armor?!
While being shocked in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
It seems that the old mayor was not wronged. With the equipment, let alone the Bloody Hand clan, the entire northern suburb of Spring City may not be able to find an opponent. I have to tell everyone about this big news in a while!
With the help of the guide, the group entered the Fifth Ring Road smoothly, without wasting too much time on crossing the ruins.
The towering skyscrapers are like tombstones, and there are countless floors at a glance. The streets are full of fallen maglev cars and construction waste, the cracked road reveals buried pipelines and maglev roadbeds, the east-west streets have even turned into forests, and the shadows are covered with vegetation and moss... But at this moment everything is covered with ice and snow.
The four little players looked at everything in front of them, with stunned expressions on their faces.
Red Face Boxer: "Damn... have you ever played Meimo?"
Mole In The Hole: "One thing to say, this is much more shocking than that."
Killing Chicken At Midnight: "2077 US Last Edition?"
Tabletop Cop: "Okay, there is an inner taste."
The exploration team of the Pioneer had a clear goal. With the help of Moxie, they quickly followed a rugged alley to the punctuated area on the map.
The first floor of the office building is a bank, and the sign hanging at the door can barely make out a few words. Lucius was suddenly curious about whether gold could be found in the bank's treasury, so he secretly sent a side mission to the four little players using VM.
[ Sub-quest: Find a bank vault. ]
[ Reward: 10 silver coins. ]
"It's here."
Compared with the AR image in the field of vision, Oliver tapped the side of the helmet with his index finger, and then looked at Lucius next to him.
"According to our calculated intelligence, the carbon dioxide trap should be somewhere between the 20th and 30th floors."
Lucius: "How are you going to go up there?"
"Get to the 20th floor area from the safe passage, and then push up layer by layer from there. If you are lucky, you should be able to find it."
"Is there no way to spy from the outside? I have a drone."
"It's not that simple, that thing is not an external air conditioner," a marine next to him interrupted with a smile, "you can find someone after you go in."
"Yes," Oliver nodded, looked at Lucius and asked, "Do you want to come together? Or you can wait for us below."
"Then I'll wait for you...By the way, if it's convenient, can you help us clear the aliens on the first floor? Let's find out if there are any similar blueprints or building structure drawings."
"No problem, but I don't think you need to count on that too much."
Captain Oliver smiled and gestured with his teammates.
The big box behind the mechanical dog unfolded, and two quadrotor drones with gun barrels suspended flew out murderously, followed by three powered armors and two light infantrymen.
Intensive gunshots rang out, and the orange-yellow ballistics almost lit up the space in the lobby on the first floor. The nibblers wandering in the ruins were torn to pieces before they could react.
It was a one-sided massacre!
The four young players looked enviously, and the iron-barrel rifles they held in their hands suddenly became unsatisfactory.
"That drone is too powerful."
"The group of nibblers just lay down."
"I really want to make a set."
Listening to the conversation of the four little players, Lucius smiled knowingly.
Don't say you think about it, I think about it too.
Bear with it. Work hard, maybe after two versions you'll have everything.
...
Lucius found that the marines on the Pioneer were not only strong in street fighting, but also strong in attacking buildings.
Of course, a large part of the reason is also a problem with equipment.
An exoskeleton can suppress the gun without recoil, and the power armor might have auxiliary aiming, coupled with the supporting firepower of the drone, Lucius felt that if he was given the whole set, he might not be able to do it.
However, even with strong firepower, it still took a long time to advance from the 20th floor to the 30th floor.
The alien species in the Fifth Ring Road are not just eaters.
They were attacked by crawlers from the twentieth floor.
In addition, there is also a kind of alien species called "Martyrs". Its back has sarcoids full of spores. It is usually stationary like a plant, with average vision and hearing. However, once it is stared at by them If they go up, they will immediately rush up and explode themselves.
If the constitution is lower than 10 points, inhaling spores has a high probability of being poisoned, comatose, or even corrupted by slime mold. Even if the constitution is above 10 points, it is not advisable to overdose, after all, there is a dose for everything.
Of course, you'll be fine with a gas mask. Just don't get blown up.
On the other side, Lucius's little players found a suspected treasury facility in the deepest part of the hall on the first floor.
However, the alloy door has been opened, and there is only a pile of banknotes that no one cares about, and there is no shadow of gold.
It can be seen that in the early years of the Wasteland Era, precious metals such as gold were still relatively valuable. It was not until later that everyone discovered that this thing was not edible, and it was not rare at all, so it was gradually marginalized.
The players wandered around in the hall, somewhat unwilling to find any good things. Lucius found a firmer place to sit, quietly waiting for the battle upstairs to end.
After waiting from noon until three o'clock in the afternoon, Oliver finally brought people down from upstairs.
Unfortunately, the building does not have the CO2 trap they are looking for. Although the air purification system in the building also has spare fusion batteries, neither the model nor the specifications match the kind of fuel rods they need.
And the power of that battery is not much left, only 8%.
Oliver felt a little heavy, but he was not discouraged.
In fact, he didn't expect to find it on the first day. After all, he got acquainted with the surrounding terrain, which was quite rewarding for him.
Although he vaguely guessed the result, Lucius still asked.
"How is it going?"
"It's not ideal, but my intuition tells me that I should be able to find it near here."
Oliver sighed and looked at Lucius apologetically.
"I'm sorry to trouble you for staying with us for so long, but we found nothing. By the way, we found this battery upstairs. Although it's running out of power...take it if you need it."
And this good thing? Lucius accepted it with a decisive smile, and took over the battery.
"It's okay, what I promised, I will definitely help you find it."
Be sure to look for more! If Lucius could find such a good thing every time, he wished they would run away a few more times.
Oliver was about to say thank you, but at this moment, a mournful roar suddenly came from the side of the hall.
Martyrs!
Oliver was taken aback, and quickly turned around to go to help, but it was still a step too late.
There was a bang!
No time to react at all!
A group of people quickly supported the past and rushed into the archive room where the explosion sounded.
The room was turned into a mess, all the cabinets were open, and almost none of them were left open.
And in front of the last standing cabinet, a shelter resident was lying crookedly, his whole body was bloodied, and his face could no longer be seen clearly.
The air was deadly quiet.
No one expected that there would be casualties at this time.
The marine soldier wearing an exoskeleton holds a light machine gun in his hand, and the face under the helmet is full of shock.
"The bomber...F*ck!"
"Impossible, I have clearly swept here!"
Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground and the cabinet whose door was blown off, Oliver's Adam's apple twitched.
"Obviously, it was hidden in the cabinet ... the instant the door was opened, it exploded."
There was another dead silence.
Guilt was written on everyone's faces.
Especially Captain Oliver.
Turning around to look at Lucius, he lowered his head slightly and said in a heavy tone.
"Sorry... I promised you that I will keep you safe."
Lucius didn't speak, and fell into a long silence.
After a while, he sighed softly, with a tired expression on his expression.
"People will always die. The moment he came out of the shelter, he was ready to give his life and loyalty to rebuild our civilization. However, I didn't think...why it was him."
Oliver: "He..."
"He is a very cheerful and optimistic young man. He just got married last month." Lucius looked aside with melancholy eyes. "I promised his wife that I would take him back."
Several Marine Corps soldiers looked at each other and looked away in silence.
Oliver: "...Can I see her? I will personally apologize to her."
"In what capacity? I believe she won't want to see you. Your apology will not make her feel better, it will only make her more sad. Besides, I am the one who made the promise to her. After all, this matter needs to be I will face it... This is the fate of Managers, you should be able to understand."
"I can understand, and I have promised their families that I will let them go home with victory and honor..."
Putting his hand on Lucius's shoulder, Oliver was silent for a while before continuing.
"While I know this is not enough to make up for our mistakes, at least please allow us to pay his pension."
"At least materially, I hope his family can live better."
Lucius was silent and did not speak.
At this time, it would be too vulgar to say an amount suddenly, and it would spoil the atmosphere a bit.
He knew very well that even if he didn't say anything, the leader who kept his word would definitely contact his logistics section chief after he returned to let Howard discuss the pension with him.
At that time, as long as you don't ask too much, it should be negotiable.
Like money.
Another example…… Open a few more trading varieties.
Lucius is very clear that it is not realistic to buy their production materials, but it is not a problem to use their modular workshop to help him with a few more useful machine tools, right?
They obviously have the ability to do it, it's just more troublesome.
Or better yet, send an engineer over and help them build two production lines.
It doesn't take too much to get the two big varieties of cement and steel, at least 60% of the problems can be solved.
No, I'll think about this after I go back. At this time, I still think about sad things.
Looking at the Manager with a heavy heart, and the silent NPCs around, the three disheveled young players looked at each other in blank dismay.
"What are they grieving about?"
"Isn't it just three days for OB... It's not the first time that Brother Red Face died. The last time was much worse than this time. This time, at least a whole body was left. Uh, it should be counted as a whole body."
"But having said that... at this time, OB is afraid that he will completely miss the next wave of shift changes."
"My god! When you say that, I suddenly feel sorry for him."
"I swear... this is the most delicious noodle I have eaten since I left my hometown!"
"It's so delicious!! Is this really made with our noodles??"
"It turned out to be a flavor that the seasoning package doesn't have! It's incredible, how did this happen?"
"What the hell did they put in the soup? Damn it, why is the soup so delicious...I want to drink another bowl!"
"Hot hot hot, hiss...it's hot to death!"
"What are you doing?"
"Queue!"
"Are you leaving the car??"
"No hurry, I'll make another bowl, hehe!"
A group of NPCs in gray coats were squatting next to the camp and sucking noodles. The appearance was as funny as it could be, and the players next to them were dumbfounded.
"Is it so delicious?"
"It seems... Okay?"
"After all, it is the skill of Scrambled Eggs, and it is a batch that is performing normally!"
"It's so fragrant~~ I miss Boss Yaya's roasted mushrooms."
Seeing how delicious the NPCs are eating, the players feel that the noodles in their hands are even more delicious.
Old Luka counted the money, a total of 80CR, his wrinkled face was full of joy.
Selling 20 set meals not only solved the food for the players, but also made a small profit. Not far away came two more queuing, maybe they could earn 100CR for this morning meal.
If he let the Master know, he will be very happy!
He can't wait to tell his Master the good news!
At this time, Oliver, who was wearing power armor, and Section Chief Howard of the logistics department were getting off the elevator of the Pioneer.
Seeing the crew members squatting at the gate of the camp in blue coats sucking noodles, both of them were stunned.
Oliver walked over and asked.
"What are you eating?"
The marine soldier squatting on the ground immediately stood up, holding the bowl in his right hand, and reported at attention.
"Captain, we are eating noodles!"
"What kind of face is this?"
"I don't know, but it's really delicious! I suggest you try it too, it only costs 4CR, it's very cheap, and there's a lot of it."
4CR a bowl?
Oliver looked bewildered, and didn't quite understand what he heard. Howard, who was standing next to him, understood something, and his brows twitched violently.
But he didn't say anything. It doesn't hurt to start a small business, and he is not stingy enough to limit where the employees can spend their money.
Just don't delay the business.
But these guys are real dogs... I don't usually see them willing to go out to work, but today one or two went to line up next to the elevator.
Howard glared fiercely at a few old acquaintances from the logistics department who were squatting on the ground, and left without saying a word.
...
At around 9:00 am, a blizzard suddenly fell on the outpost.
The north wind was blowing so loudly that it almost knocked off the roof of the granary.
Fortunately, Lucius borrowed a bottle of foam spray from Dante, and reinforced the roof of the granary, saving the crumbling granary.
Looking at Lucius who was blown into a snowman and came in from outside the barracks, Dante said helplessly and sympathetically.
"To be honest...the conditions here are too simple, aren't there any production tools in the shelter?"
Lucius patted the snow hanging on his body, put the bottle of foam spray at the door of the barracks, and said indifferently.
"I guess the shelter is half built and out of budget... Are you feeling better?"
"It's much better... By the way, did I say something strange last night?" Dante said nervously.
He still has self-knowledge about his mouth, and he can't control it normally, and it's even more unreasonable when he drinks.
Of course Lucius would not tell him that he had drawn more than 200 key points on the VM, so he casually made up a story in a perfunctory way.
"No, you just told me the story of you and your bionic partner in your hometown—"
"Okay, okay, please stop talking." Dante hurriedly stopped Lucius from continuing, and at the same time glanced at Ace beside him.
Seeing that she didn't look this way at all, he was relieved.
There is only such a big space on the Pioneer, and he doesn't want his private affairs to be reported back and become the laughing stock of his colleagues.
Huh? Lucius looked at him unexpectedly.
Really?
Lucius, who didn't pay much attention to it, suddenly became curious.
At this moment, Ace looked up.
"The captain will be here in a while. When I contacted you just now, I told him about your drunkenness. You'd better think about how to explain it to him."
"What does it mean to be drunk? I call it entertainment!" Dante tried to quibble, uttering all the words that Lucius taught him.
Ace froze for a moment, collected himself, and said expressionlessly.
"You can explain to the captain."
Hearing this sentence, Dante immediately shut up like a deflated ball, and stopped talking.
Lucius patted him on the shoulder comfortingly and gave him a friendly smile.
"Don't worry, my friend, I will explain it for you!"
Dante looked over with a moved face.
"Thank you, you're such a nice guy!"
Lucius smiled and said.
"You're welcome, after all, you've helped me a lot... Cough, what I mean is, I'll have to trouble you to contact your section chief in the future."
It's great to work with such a simple-minded guy.
Dante didn't notice it at all, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to say trouble, that's my job! If there is any trouble in the future, as long as I can help, please feel free to come to me!"
Lucius: "Definitely!"
Ace: "..."
...
The blizzard had been going on for about an hour, and it didn't stop until half past ten. At this time, a group of people came to the north gate of Wetland Park.
Wearing power armor, Oliver led four marines to the north gate of the outpost, followed by a four-legged mechanical dog carrying a large box.
The configuration is different from the last time I came. Except for the power armor that Captain Oliver himself was wearing, only two of the four marines it brought were wearing power armor and holding powerful Gauss rifles.
As for the other two, they were wearing light mechanical exoskeletons. One holds a small, lightweight assault rifle, while the other holds a light machine gun.
In addition to the supplies on the mechanical dog, they all carried large and heavy backpacks behind them, and they seemed to be ready for a long journey.
Lucius issued a mission through the VM, and brought four small players with iron-pipe rifles to meet his allies.
Seeing Lucius approaching, Oliver said with a smile.
"...We ran into two mutated brown bears on the way here, and it took a while."
"It's your luck that you can meet two of them at the same time."
Where's the bear? Don't these people recycle their prey?
Lucius glanced at these people, but he didn't see the bear's shadow.
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the VM a few times, and sent a message to Popo, asking him to help edit the task, and sending two perception players to follow the footsteps of this group of people to the north to see if they could get those two mutant brown bears.
Mutant brown bears can weigh more than 1,000 kilograms. In Lucius's eyes, they are all meat.
There was a blizzard just now. With little luck, you should be able to find it.
"Maybe it's a male and a female." Oliver smiled brightly, looked at the fully armed Lucius and asked, "It seems that you are ready?"
Lucius smiled lightly and said.
"We can do it anytime."
Oliver: "So are we! Then please lead the way!"
Lucius nodded, and gestured towards the four little players behind him who couldn't wait.
"Set off!"
...
Players have never been to the edge of the Fifth Ring Road, but Lucius has been there a few times, but that was all in autumn, and snowy weather is another situation entirely.
But it doesn't matter, there are a lot of scavengers on Beit Street, and they live off the resources around the Fifth Ring Road.
Lucius took people to Beit Street, found Yudeep, the captain of the guard, and planned to borrow a clever young man from him to help.
After listening to Lucius's words, Yudeep said immediately.
"There was a heavy snowstorm just now, and that boy Yugin happened to be at home, why don't I get him to help you too, he is familiar with the Fifth Ring Road."
"No, we only need a guide. Let him stay at home in this horrible weather. There is no good work around the Fifth Ring Road."
Yudeep smiled and said.
"Okay, if you need anything, just ask, and I will help you!"
After bidding farewell to Yudeep, Lucius took the young man from the guard out. When walking outside the town, he casually asked
"May I have your name?"
The young man had obviously seen him stepping into the castle, and said respectfully with an expression of awe.
"Moxie, my lord."
The name is interesting.
"Who is Aries from your family?"
Moxie was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "He is my younger brother!"
Lucius nodded, finished the pleasantries, and started talking about business.
"For a while, your job is to be our guide, do it well, and I will give you 5 silver coins when it's done."
The wages of NPCs are much lower than that of players. The guards on Beit Street only cost 60 silver coins a month, which translates to only 2 silver coins a day.
Hearing that there was a reward of 5 silver coins for a trip to the side of the Fifth Ring Road, Moxie was immediately excited, and quickly patted his chest to make a promise.
"Don't worry, my lord, I will do it well with my heart for the job you entrusted to me!"
Lucius smiled.
"Then I look forward to your performance."
Joining Captain Oliver and his party, Moxie was so shocked that he could hardly speak when he saw the three powered armors and the two shiny exoskeletons.
Of course, he didn't know what the Pioneer was or what the company was. He only knew that the neighbors in Wetland Park actually had powered armor?!
While being shocked in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
It seems that the old mayor was not wronged. With the equipment, let alone the Bloody Hand clan, the entire northern suburb of Spring City may not be able to find an opponent. I have to tell everyone about this big news in a while!
With the help of the guide, the group entered the Fifth Ring Road smoothly, without wasting too much time on crossing the ruins.
The towering skyscrapers are like tombstones, and there are countless floors at a glance. The streets are full of fallen maglev cars and construction waste, the cracked road reveals buried pipelines and maglev roadbeds, the east-west streets have even turned into forests, and the shadows are covered with vegetation and moss... But at this moment everything is covered with ice and snow.
The four little players looked at everything in front of them, with stunned expressions on their faces.
Red Face Boxer: "Damn... have you ever played Meimo?"
Mole In The Hole: "One thing to say, this is much more shocking than that."
Killing Chicken At Midnight: "2077 US Last Edition?"
Tabletop Cop: "Okay, there is an inner taste."
The exploration team of the Pioneer had a clear goal. With the help of Moxie, they quickly followed a rugged alley to the punctuated area on the map.
The first floor of the office building is a bank, and the sign hanging at the door can barely make out a few words. Lucius was suddenly curious about whether gold could be found in the bank's treasury, so he secretly sent a side mission to the four little players using VM.
[ Sub-quest: Find a bank vault. ]
[ Reward: 10 silver coins. ]
"It's here."
Compared with the AR image in the field of vision, Oliver tapped the side of the helmet with his index finger, and then looked at Lucius next to him.
"According to our calculated intelligence, the carbon dioxide trap should be somewhere between the 20th and 30th floors."
Lucius: "How are you going to go up there?"
"Get to the 20th floor area from the safe passage, and then push up layer by layer from there. If you are lucky, you should be able to find it."
"Is there no way to spy from the outside? I have a drone."
"It's not that simple, that thing is not an external air conditioner," a marine next to him interrupted with a smile, "you can find someone after you go in."
"Yes," Oliver nodded, looked at Lucius and asked, "Do you want to come together? Or you can wait for us below."
"Then I'll wait for you...By the way, if it's convenient, can you help us clear the aliens on the first floor? Let's find out if there are any similar blueprints or building structure drawings."
"No problem, but I don't think you need to count on that too much."
Captain Oliver smiled and gestured with his teammates.
The big box behind the mechanical dog unfolded, and two quadrotor drones with gun barrels suspended flew out murderously, followed by three powered armors and two light infantrymen.
Intensive gunshots rang out, and the orange-yellow ballistics almost lit up the space in the lobby on the first floor. The nibblers wandering in the ruins were torn to pieces before they could react.
It was a one-sided massacre!
The four young players looked enviously, and the iron-barrel rifles they held in their hands suddenly became unsatisfactory.
"That drone is too powerful."
"The group of nibblers just lay down."
"I really want to make a set."
Listening to the conversation of the four little players, Lucius smiled knowingly.
Don't say you think about it, I think about it too.
Bear with it. Work hard, maybe after two versions you'll have everything.
...
Lucius found that the marines on the Pioneer were not only strong in street fighting, but also strong in attacking buildings.
Of course, a large part of the reason is also a problem with equipment.
An exoskeleton can suppress the gun without recoil, and the power armor might have auxiliary aiming, coupled with the supporting firepower of the drone, Lucius felt that if he was given the whole set, he might not be able to do it.
However, even with strong firepower, it still took a long time to advance from the 20th floor to the 30th floor.
The alien species in the Fifth Ring Road are not just eaters.
They were attacked by crawlers from the twentieth floor.
In addition, there is also a kind of alien species called "Martyrs". Its back has sarcoids full of spores. It is usually stationary like a plant, with average vision and hearing. However, once it is stared at by them If they go up, they will immediately rush up and explode themselves.
If the constitution is lower than 10 points, inhaling spores has a high probability of being poisoned, comatose, or even corrupted by slime mold. Even if the constitution is above 10 points, it is not advisable to overdose, after all, there is a dose for everything.
Of course, you'll be fine with a gas mask. Just don't get blown up.
On the other side, Lucius's little players found a suspected treasury facility in the deepest part of the hall on the first floor.
However, the alloy door has been opened, and there is only a pile of banknotes that no one cares about, and there is no shadow of gold.
It can be seen that in the early years of the Wasteland Era, precious metals such as gold were still relatively valuable. It was not until later that everyone discovered that this thing was not edible, and it was not rare at all, so it was gradually marginalized.
The players wandered around in the hall, somewhat unwilling to find any good things. Lucius found a firmer place to sit, quietly waiting for the battle upstairs to end.
After waiting from noon until three o'clock in the afternoon, Oliver finally brought people down from upstairs.
Unfortunately, the building does not have the CO2 trap they are looking for. Although the air purification system in the building also has spare fusion batteries, neither the model nor the specifications match the kind of fuel rods they need.
And the power of that battery is not much left, only 8%.
Oliver felt a little heavy, but he was not discouraged.
In fact, he didn't expect to find it on the first day. After all, he got acquainted with the surrounding terrain, which was quite rewarding for him.
Although he vaguely guessed the result, Lucius still asked.
"How is it going?"
"It's not ideal, but my intuition tells me that I should be able to find it near here."
Oliver sighed and looked at Lucius apologetically.
"I'm sorry to trouble you for staying with us for so long, but we found nothing. By the way, we found this battery upstairs. Although it's running out of power...take it if you need it."
And this good thing? Lucius accepted it with a decisive smile, and took over the battery.
"It's okay, what I promised, I will definitely help you find it."
Be sure to look for more! If Lucius could find such a good thing every time, he wished they would run away a few more times.
Oliver was about to say thank you, but at this moment, a mournful roar suddenly came from the side of the hall.
Martyrs!
Oliver was taken aback, and quickly turned around to go to help, but it was still a step too late.
There was a bang!
No time to react at all!
A group of people quickly supported the past and rushed into the archive room where the explosion sounded.
The room was turned into a mess, all the cabinets were open, and almost none of them were left open.
And in front of the last standing cabinet, a shelter resident was lying crookedly, his whole body was bloodied, and his face could no longer be seen clearly.
The air was deadly quiet.
No one expected that there would be casualties at this time.
The marine soldier wearing an exoskeleton holds a light machine gun in his hand, and the face under the helmet is full of shock.
"The bomber...F*ck!"
"Impossible, I have clearly swept here!"
Looking at the bloody corpse on the ground and the cabinet whose door was blown off, Oliver's Adam's apple twitched.
"Obviously, it was hidden in the cabinet ... the instant the door was opened, it exploded."
There was another dead silence.
Guilt was written on everyone's faces.
Especially Captain Oliver.
Turning around to look at Lucius, he lowered his head slightly and said in a heavy tone.
"Sorry... I promised you that I will keep you safe."
Lucius didn't speak, and fell into a long silence.
After a while, he sighed softly, with a tired expression on his expression.
"People will always die. The moment he came out of the shelter, he was ready to give his life and loyalty to rebuild our civilization. However, I didn't think...why it was him."
Oliver: "He..."
"He is a very cheerful and optimistic young man. He just got married last month." Lucius looked aside with melancholy eyes. "I promised his wife that I would take him back."
Several Marine Corps soldiers looked at each other and looked away in silence.
Oliver: "...Can I see her? I will personally apologize to her."
"In what capacity? I believe she won't want to see you. Your apology will not make her feel better, it will only make her more sad. Besides, I am the one who made the promise to her. After all, this matter needs to be I will face it... This is the fate of Managers, you should be able to understand."
"I can understand, and I have promised their families that I will let them go home with victory and honor..."
Putting his hand on Lucius's shoulder, Oliver was silent for a while before continuing.
"While I know this is not enough to make up for our mistakes, at least please allow us to pay his pension."
"At least materially, I hope his family can live better."
Lucius was silent and did not speak.
At this time, it would be too vulgar to say an amount suddenly, and it would spoil the atmosphere a bit.
He knew very well that even if he didn't say anything, the leader who kept his word would definitely contact his logistics section chief after he returned to let Howard discuss the pension with him.
At that time, as long as you don't ask too much, it should be negotiable.
Like money.
Another example…… Open a few more trading varieties.
Lucius is very clear that it is not realistic to buy their production materials, but it is not a problem to use their modular workshop to help him with a few more useful machine tools, right?
They obviously have the ability to do it, it's just more troublesome.
Or better yet, send an engineer over and help them build two production lines.
It doesn't take too much to get the two big varieties of cement and steel, at least 60% of the problems can be solved.
No, I'll think about this after I go back. At this time, I still think about sad things.
Looking at the Manager with a heavy heart, and the silent NPCs around, the three disheveled young players looked at each other in blank dismay.
"What are they grieving about?"
"Isn't it just three days for OB... It's not the first time that Brother Red Face died. The last time was much worse than this time. This time, at least a whole body was left. Uh, it should be counted as a whole body."
"But having said that... at this time, OB is afraid that he will completely miss the next wave of shift changes."
"My god! When you say that, I suddenly feel sorry for him."
