Wasteland Code Survival

"Yeah." The girl nodded and walked to the side of the game cabin.

"By the way, you didn't make up for the ten hours of game time yesterday. Today is Friday. You work hard and make up before Sunday. Otherwise, the executor will really come to the door and it will be troublesome." Qi Lin said .

The rules of the game in "Wasteland Survival Code" are complicated, but not difficult to understand.

Each shelter resident uses his own biometric information as an account. Everyone’s account is tied to his identity, and cannot be traded or changed.

At the same time, the account information is highly confidential, and only people with the highest authority of the refuge master can view it.

For the elimination of the game, there are the following three definitions.

One: You have not logged in to the game to register a role within 24 hours after the game officially started.

Two: The game time is less than ten hours a day, and it is not made up in the current week.(In other words, there must be 70 hours of play time every week.)

Three: The character dies after exhausting all resurrection times in the game.(The initial number of resurrection times per person is three times. You can purchase additional resurrection times at a time of 10,000 resource points through some channels, but for each additional purchase, the price will increase by 10,000, and so on.)

For those who are eliminated, the main brain will no longer be obliged to keep the player’s identity information confidential. At the same time, it will provide all the player’s information and the location of the last log-in to the executor, so that the executor can go to execute the "elimination order."

While the player was eliminated from the game, along with his game character was deleted at the same time, as well as all his identity information in the main brain of the refuge-that is, not only the supplies and resource points that everyone receives every week Both are cancelled, and all assets originally owned by the eliminated ones will be written off.

In this era, there is no physical currency, transactions rely on the resource points recorded in each person's name on the main brain, and personal information is written off, which also means that the right to use most of the shelter facilities and functions is lost.

Moreover, even if the culprits want to exchange food, water and oxygen directly through work, they will be rejected by all formal companies due to legal restrictions.

In this way, people who have no identity and no property can only become "ghosts."

Ghosts, this is what people in the refuge call the eliminated ones who wander in the tunnels. Although these people are still alive, they are actually dead, like wandering lonely ghosts. Sooner or later.

Without oxygen supply, no one can survive for long in those tunnels, and once they enter public places such as trading markets, people without legal identity information will be expelled immediately.

It's a bit like the "black households" of the old days, without social security, no citizenship, no school or bank card... But in the shelter, the fate of these people is even more miserable.

Even the rebels and uprising organizations dare not want these "ghosts". The huge number of "ghosts" in this age of material scarcity is enough to eat up the small inventory of any resistance organization.

In general, the fate of these "ghosts", except for helplessly dying in the tunnel, many of them flowed into the underground black workshop.

The Black Workshop is a collective term. Here, the "ghosts" do the most dangerous and arduous work, with a very high mortality rate. However, the reward is only a little bit of synthetic food that deteriorates every day, half a bottle of lightly radiated water, and full The stench is not much better than the air in the tunnel.

In the process of implementing the set of laws, anyone who resists will be treated as rebellion. Once caught, there are only two endings: killed or exiled to the ground.

The situation like Jane is actually exactly the same as Xiaolei. The executor who pursued her that day probably didn’t even know her gender, and it’s even more unlikely that she would issue any wanted warrants. As for the weekly material rations, whether in The slum is still the middle area,

It's just that the tattoo on the girl's body representing the rebels is too conspicuous, so I have to be more careful.

Jane knotted the wide hem of the shirt, revealing a white waist, then rolled over and climbed into the game cabin. However, at this time, both of them discovered a very critical problem.

This kind of temporary self-service hotel has no sockets at all!

Originally, this kind of place is based on the principle of saving and saving. If oxygen is a necessity for human survival, maybe the connecting air duct will not be installed.

Jane squatted in the game cabin and stared at Qi Lin with big eyes and small eyes. The latter scratched his head and said tentatively, "Would you like to move to my side? Staying in a hotel is not an option. "

Who knows that as soon as the words were spoken, the girl's face turned blood red, and her body shrank somewhat tremblingly. She stammered and said, "Cohabiting with...?"

In this era, men and women basically only need to live together, unless it is a blood relationship such as a sibling, it is basically the same as confirming the relationship. Anyway, marriage does not need to be registered with the master, and only after the child is born The new population can then receive the poor little milk powder substitutes and baby products.

Qi Lin held his forehead helplessly, and the girl was obviously wrong about what he meant.

"No, I mean... I also have a boy over there, and the three of us live..."

"Three...three people?!" The shock in the girl's eyes deepened again.

"I... I'll go, you have something in your mind at a young age, just live together, and everything else is the same!" Qi Lin felt that he was about to vomit blood. One is precocious, and one knows better than one.

"Just... live? Really?" The girl was a little bit incredulous.

After my mother’s accident, although I joined the resistance organization, even in the organization, some men often looked at her with a strange look. Although Jane was only sixteen years old, she lived in this environment. , She could easily understand what was in those men's eyes.

desire.

For male creatures, Jane has always maintained a kind of fear. She knows that if she accidentally falls into the clutches of those people, she will be ruined in this lifetime.

It’s just that the guy in front of him, he seems to have never seen a special look... Or to put it another way, no matter when, this guy named Qi Lin always has a lazy look, with the most written in a pair of black eyes They are "indifferent" and "nothing to do with me".

But it was this guy who not only saved herself, but also helped herself to find a way to survive...The girl suddenly felt that there seemed to be a place in her heart that was lightly touched.

Qi Lin didn’t know at all. Just now, the girl finally put down her last defense against herself, and still said to herself: “The bed can be made of discarded steel pipes and wooden boards. Since you are a girl, for privacy I think we can make a bed curtain, but the other kid and I don’t know how to needlework. I can only get you some canvas. You have to do it yourself..."

"Oh, by the way, you have to get a sign, otherwise, if you are using the bathroom, the guy and I will accidentally break in and be embarrassed..."

"Also, the three game pods may be a little crowded in that room, but I don't care, that guy shouldn't care...Fuck, fuck, why are you crying suddenly? Don't cry, I won't coax kids !"

Qi Linxu said, while sitting in the game cabin, Jane's eyes suddenly reddened, and the crystal teardrops rolled down, slid over the pointed chin, and dropped onto the inner wall of the game cabin.

"No... it's okay, I just missed my mother suddenly..." Jane sniffed quickly, wiped away tears with the back of her hand, and then smiled at Qi Lin.

MD, this chick smiles pretty well...

To be honest, Qi Lin himself didn’t know why he wanted to help this girl, even when Xiao Lei was just sent in, he could completely kick Xiao Lei out of the door after the executor left and let him fend for himself. No one would say more than half a word, and even many people did the same after seeing the inexplicable "new roommate".

But he did not.

Maybe I thought of Adam when I saw them, or my original self...

Qi Lin is only twenty-two years old now, but when he was sixteen, he was already well-known in the mercenary world... He never wanted to recall his childhood, in his own memory fragments, his life It started when I was fourteen years old when I picked up the tattered AK47 for the first time.

Suddenly, the girl put her little hand on Qi Lin's arm and pulled back his thoughts that were a little far away, and then said seriously: "My mother said that if you meet someone you can completely trust, you can tell him my Chinese. first name."

"Then what's your Chinese name?" Qi Lin tilted his head. After all, it's normal for a biracial child to have two names... But according to what she meant, she didn't believe in herself before.

The girl Zhu Lips lightly said, "Song Xiaodie."