This Game Is Too Realistic

2021-09-07

  Chapter 102, what about the bug of this card?   The caravan in Honghe Town came earlier than planned.

After hearing the news of the destruction of the Bloodhand clan, these merchants only took two and a half days to march hurriedly to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

The longer the time delay, the colder the weather, and the probability of survival of the captives will also decrease. They need to transport these captives back to Red River Town before they freeze to death, and then sell them to suitable buyers.

If you die more than half on the way back, you won’t make much money on this trip...

With the heavy snow flying in the sky, have endured the hardships of a long journey The caravan arrived at the door of the abandoned tire factory.

Signaling the team behind him to stop, a man wearing a cotton coat with a semi-automatic rifle on his chest walked out.

Looking up towards Chu Guang and Haien standing on the gate, he said in a loud voice.

"I am an employee of Horseshoe Trading Company, and all the goods you want are here!"

The bodyguard named Wen by Haien is also in the caravan.

But his identity does not allow him to interrupt here, so he just stood next to the yak carrying supplies, clearing the bullet nest of the revolver rifle, and passing the boring time.

"Wait a minute."

Chu Guang gestured, then looked towards the player on the side.

Seeing the manager's eyes, the impatient players waiting for the storyline immediately turned the winch and opened the wooden gate.

As the door opened, a group of robber prisoners walked out of the dungeon with their heads bowed and dejected under the custody of 4 players.

"Be honest!"

"Don't dare!"

In fact, these robbers didn’t dare, but the players just wanted to shout something. I don't always feel that something is missing.

Because of the language barrier, these robber prisoners did not understand what the blue jackets were saying. They could only feel it from the shaking muzzle, probably urging them to move forward.

Looking at the yak team at the gate of the village and the horseshoe-shaped badge, many robber veterans have guessed their ending, and their faces are desperately silent.

There are only a few young robbers with a blank face, not knowing where they will be taken and how they will end up.

The players holding the rifles talked quietly.

Some of them died in the battle a few days ago, and they are all alive now.

Makabazi: "There are a few prisoners in there that are quite familiar."

Big eyes on debt: "Hey, which one killed you?"

Macabazi: "Ghost knows, the sky is so dark, the bullet sou sou is flying, I don't feel that it is the black hand on the opposite side. Gan! Just think about it, I will die."

Debt and big eyes: "Okay, you are done in one sentence, and no one dislikes you. You have to make up for it by your teammates. Do you think you didn't check the gunhole afterwards?"

: "Well, let's not talk about this... You said, where will these robbers be sent."

Big eyes on debt: "It seems that the manager is going to sell them to Honghe Town. "

Makabazi: "Red River Town?"

Debt Big Eyes: "There are in the official website settings, haven't you seen it? It's the one in Qingquan City The town looks like a few tens of kilometers. There are many pre-war landfills, and the slaves sold there will be sent to the pit and dig to death."

"tsk tsk, it's too miserable..." Macabazi turned his eyes and suddenly said suddenly, "But then again, if I sell myself and commit suicide again, wouldn't it be possible to use prostitutes for nothing?"

Hearing this show operation, I was shocked by the debt and big eyes.

"Fuck, are you holding this card BUG?"

Although they committed enough crimes to hang on the gallows ten times, Chu Guang still retains their basic human rights , Allowing them to keep their clothes and shoes, eat the meat of unknown composition in the warehouse, and simply bandage them with a small amount of raided bandages.

The reason for doing this is not out of pity.

It is purely worried that these people will die too much, which will affect his income.

The good days of these people are yet to come.

"30?" The man in the lead counted the number of prisoners, and looked towards Chu Guang and asked, "Why is there one missing?"

"Maybe it was frozen to death Right."

Chu Guang, who came down from the gate of the village, looked back nonchalantly, and saw a player dragged out a corpse with a broken leg from the dungeon.

Seeing that the numbers were right, the leading man was nodded and didn't say anything, just greeted the guard behind him to help unload the goods.

Complete the transaction early, so they can go home early.

……

According to the agreement between Chu Guang and Hain, regardless of whether they are disabled or not, each prisoner will exchange the equivalent cargo according to the standard of 20 kg of coarse salt.

31 prisoners died one, 30 of them, a total of 600kg of coarse salt.

Here, coarse salt is a specialty of Honghe Town, and it is also the general equivalent of the transaction between the two parties.

It's useless for Chu Guang to have so much coarse salt, so in addition to 200kg of coarse salt, the other 400kg of coarse salt was replaced with some Honghe town specialties.

This among which is included 30 revolver rifles, eight boxes of handmade bullets with a total of more than 4000 rounds of copper skin, a large number of copper ingots, zinc ingots, chromium ingots, and potassium permanganate. Oxidant.

The former is to meet the defense needs of the outpost, while the latter is the raw material that drives the industrial development of the outpost.

Apart from this, there are also some hardware parts used in processing machinery, as well as some mechanical parts such as gears and transmission shafts. These are mainly prepared for Lady Boss in the weapon shop.

Although several small players in metallurgy can also make it by hand, the problem of steelmaking has not been solved yet, and the strength of the material is always a flaw.

The quality of hand-grinded tools can only be said to be difficult to describe. It is fine to cope with it. In actual use, the wear and tear are surprisingly high, and it even needs to be replaced every few days.

So Chu Guang wondered several times whether it was Xia Yan who deliberately made it for laziness.

Although the industrial capacity of Honghe Town is not as good as that of Boulder City, it is not a problem to produce some processing tools, and the quality is decent.

This time Chu Guang specially bought a few more sets. It should be no problem for the spring of the coming year.

In order to transport these goods, the Horseshoe Trading Company mobilized a total of ten mutant yaks, and also equipped with 8 gunmen armed with revolver rifles as escorts.

Looking at these people unloading, Chu Guang glanced at Haien next to him and said.

"Speaking of which, that person said he was an employee of Horseshoe Trading Company. Are they your colleagues?" Hein laughed explained.

"Although we are all employees of Horseshoe Trading Company, employees like me may be slightly different from the employees in your understanding. Simply put, our relationship with Trading Company is more than hiring It's like cooperation. The caravan guards and yaks you saw are the property of Trading Company, and those goods were bought by our employees."

Chu Guang's heart moved.

"Bought it from Trading Company?"

Haien gave Chu Guang a surprised look, as if by accident he actually knew, nodded said.

"Yes, our goods are purchased uniformly from Trading Company, and the sellers are basically Trading Company customers...except this time. We will reconcile every transaction and deduct it For the cost of purchasing and hiring security guards, we also need to allocate 60% of the profits to the Trading Company."

This sounds a bit like a franchise system.

Purchasing, logistics and even customer relations are "headquarters", and traders like Xiang Haien are like franchisees.

In this way, even if the transaction loses, Horseshoe Trading Company does not have to bear any risk, and the loss is entirely the franchisee's own.

And if the trading makes a profit, Trading Company will draw 60% of the profit from it.

No, even if it is a loss, it is still profitable for Trading Company.

After all, all "franchise dealers" take the goods from Trading Company. Trading Company definitely sells these goods to the franchisees at the cost price. Some of the profits must be intercepted.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help feeling.

These indigenous people are still good at cutting leeks.

Compared with them, I am so kind!

But this trading model, I can learn from it in the future.

For example, it is used in the running business system.

……

"Goodbye, my friend, I hope I can have a happy transaction with you in the spring next year!"

The delivery of the goods is finally completed, Hai En took his two bodyguards and stood beside the caravan, and took off his hat to pay tribute to Chu Guang.

Chu Guang laughed lightly and waved his hand.

"A good trip."

Haien said with a smile heartily.

"Hahaha, we are afraid we will have to go against the wind for a while! Let's go one step ahead, and good luck to you!"

The entire group started to hit the road.

At this moment, Chu Guang noticed that the female mercenary next to Haien suddenly turned her head and gave him a grimace in her eyes.

The line of sight just touched, but the female mercenary was not ashamed, even carefreely tossed him a kiss in the air, and lip-shaped left a sentence of'we will meet again',   Then she disappeared into the vast snow and mist with the caravan.

Chu Guang froze for a while, frowned thought for a while, but didn't remember the name of this person, and was even more confused about her last behavior.

Is it called... Wendy?   Or call Helen?

After all, he only heard the merchant named Haien once said, who would pay attention to the name of the mercenary next to a merchant?

Forget it, too lazy to think about this kind of trivial question.

Chu Guang shook his head, and beckoned the player to load the materials that the slave had changed onto the cart, and prepare to drag it back to the warehouse in the outpost.

However, although Chu Guang himself didn't care, he couldn't hold back the gossip enthusiasm of the players around him. Especially when they saw the last blown kiss, a group of people instantly wanted to tilt into the Mariana Trench.

"I'm giao! That look has a story!"

"I saw it! That blow kiss!"

"Do you think the manager will talk to that What happened to the woman?"

"Not so? They stayed for a few days in total."

"It's been a few days too!"

"Gan, what about the Lady Boss in the weapon shop?"

"Big news! The one million word story that the master manager and the caravan mercenary can't tell!"

"Tsk tsk, not simple! Absolutely not simple! It looks like a shabby book!"

"Understood, let Mole brother draw the book when I go back!"

Tsk.

These people really are.

When I see the white arms, I think of the thighs.

Chu Guang twitched his eyebrows, and finally restrained the urge to spit, and kept an NPC's reserved restraint.

With a cough, he used a commanding tone to urge the players who stopped to gossip and forgot to do business.

"Hurry up!"

"Take advantage of the fact that the snow at noon is not as big as before, we have to drag all the goods back!"

In Chu Guang Under the urging of, the players finally stopped ditching, and numbly loaded the packaged goods on the wooden cart.

Even though they still have chirp chirp twitter twitter on their lips, they never stopped from beginning to end.

Finally packed everything, the entire group is ready to hit the road.

Looking at the Zhaimen behind him, the [Construction Boy and Brick] who was on duty on duty took a step forward and asked Chu Guang for instructions.

"Dear manager, what should I do with this stronghold? Do I still need to keep guarding?"

There is nothing in the stronghold, he is thinking if it is no longer needed , Is it possible to reward the task in advance?

Chu Guang thought for a few seconds, ordered.

"The gate of the village is burnt."

"The rest is for the alien species."

This stronghold is too far away from the players’ resurrection point, Moreover, there is no strategic value in terms of location, and it is not necessary to keep it.

Besides just standing inside, Chu Guang felt that his SAN value was falling.

I really can't figure out how these robbers live here with peace of mind.

【Construction Boy and Brick】Excited and nodded, said the leader.

"Yes!"

Doing damage is much more interesting than cutting down trees!   ……

Chu Guang can trust the players' search ability.

It was called a digging three feet, not to mention not even letting go of the chips hidden in the closet, and even the whole cabinet was moved back.

There is almost nothing left in the entire bloodhand clan's stronghold.

And those leftovers are either inconvenient to take away, or they have no value in recycling.

Such as those dried meat in the warehouse.

Obviously, a considerable part of this meat is not taken from normal prey.

After air-drying, it is difficult to distinguish from the appearance which is the meat of the prey and which is the same kind of meat.

Out of mental cleanliness, Chu Guang didn't want it at all.

A part of it was thrown as fodder to the robber captives in the dungeon for a while, and the rest was just hanging on the hanging beams of the tire factory warehouse.

Quan is now feeding rats and cockroaches.

As for potatoes such as lamb yam, full grains, and a vegetable that looks very similar to Chinese cabbage, Chu Guang was transported back for collection.

These are all good things.

Especially those vegetables, which add up to three or four thousand kilograms, can be mixed with grains and meat to eat, which will be enough for a long time, and they can also balance the nutrition of the clones.

Not surprisingly, these grains were probably brought by the robbers from the Brown Farm in the autumn breeze.

In addition to food, there are also some furs such as hyena skin, deer skin, wild boar skin and even bear skin, which counts as 230 pieces.

These furs are unlikely to all come from Beit Street.

There are only a hundred houses on Beit Street, even if the bone marrow of the old leeches is extracted, they may not be able to collect these tributes.

Chu Guang speculated that a considerable part of it must have been contributed by other nearby survivors’ settlements.

These robbers have been busy with the loot collected throughout the fall, and before they have had time to enjoy them, they all bargained their new owners.

And Chu Guang naturally has no plans to return them.

The rules on the wasteland.

Whoever finds it belongs to whom.

A raging fire ignited at the gate of the village, and the fire star, which was blown by the north wind, floated continuously in the direction of the main building.

Looking at the fire in front of him, and thinking of the contents of the two diaries, Chu Guang felt a little bit of emotion in his heart.

Pulling out the "Silver Snake" revolver inserted around his waist, he fired a shot at the sky.

"Bang——!"

The gunshots echoed on the snow-covered street, drowning in the wind and snow, and confessed the dead souls who died here.

Wave off the white smoke floating on the barrel.

Chu Guang inserted the revolver back into the gun bag made by Teng Teng, turned and looked towards the waiting players, and walked in front of them.

"Go home!"

(End of this chapter)