This Game Is Too Realistic

For example, online time.

Chu Guang found that he seemed to have overlooked one thing. Not everyone needed to go to work or school during the day.

Especially in the single player gaming community.

What was not lacking the most was probably the kind of member who chatted in the group 24 hours a day, making it unclear as to what those people did in reality.

While watching people chatting until the middle of the night, Chu Guang fell asleep, forgetting to turn off the computer.

When he was dozing off in a chair, he was woken up by the sound of a pop-up of a private chat.

‘Damn it.’

‘Who is it that disturbs my sleep…’

Rubbing his eyes and waking up, Chu Guang squinted his eyes and opened the private chat message and found that it was sent by "Garbage_pickup_level_99" from the Bull and Horse Club.

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [Brother Light! When is the earliest time players can log into the game! ]

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [I can’t wait, please, let me log into the game to move bricks! ]

‘What the heck.’

‘There are even people like this?l

Chu Guang hadn\'t fully woken up yet, and he had been brewing for a while before typing his reply.

Light: [I was just taking a nap… Do you not have to go to work during the day? ? ]

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [Hey hey. What is work? Players can definitely make a lot of money in this game in the future! So it\'s better to seize the time to level up! ]

Light: "..."

‘Is it really okay to say such words in front of the game designer?’

‘Forget it.’

‘Just treat it as if I didn\'t hear it.’

Light: [You should just take it easy, the date of the open beta has not been decided. The first phase of the test may last for one or two years, and then it may take another three to five years for another phase.]

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [That’s fine! Even if a company like yours is not worried about bankruptcy, why should I worry about it? Haha. ]

His thinking was very clear.

It was even clearer than most players who had qualified for the closed beta.

Those games currently on the market were not comparable to this game at all.

Just the technology of liberating the sleeping time alone was enough to make this game invincible.

Who would refuse to have eight extra hours of life in a day?

So what if the testing phase was tiresome? It was not like it would be tiresome all the way until the test finished. Only idiots would regard the content of a game in the testing phase as the whole content of the game.

Mr. Garbage looked much further than other players.

Although he didn’t know when the open beta would be available, as long as it was accessible, it would definitely be popular.

Playing early already gave him enough of an advantage. Starting a day earlier than others meant one day\'s advantage over others, not to mention that the game itself was enough to make him addicted.

Light: [...you do you. ]

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [So, is that yes? Please let me log into the game. I promise, I will do anything you say! ]

Light: [I can\'t control what you are doing, just follow the rules of the game. But… Even if you can log into the game, you won’t have anything to do in the game at this time, right? The game time and the real time are synchronized, and it should still be late at night in the game. ]

This was why Chu Guang did not let the survivors rush to work at night.

Even if it was him, he would not dare to spend one night in the wild.

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [It’s exactly because it is late at night! You may not know, but my genetic sequence in the game is that of a mutant! Strictly speaking, the night is my home court, but the day is when I should sleep! So brother, please let me login. ]

Light: [Let me talk to my superior first. ]

Garbage_pickup_level_99: [Thanks Brother Light! ! ! ]

Chu Guang sighed, got up from the chair, and adjusted the collar and buttons that were a bit messy.

He had never seen such an active player.

However, this guy\'s statement also seemed to make some sense.

Strictly speaking, it was true that the night was the home court of mutants.

For the "Garbage_pickup_level_99" who was a lizardman, darkness did not necessarily mean danger, but may become a cover.

With an idea in his mind, Chu Guang opened the player list and changed Brother Garbage’s device from [Locked] to [Enable].

Almost as he was operating, the sound of the hatch opening in the next room immediately came.

My goodness.

He is so fast?

Looking at the lizardman coming from the room, Chu Guang suppressed his surprised expression, put his hands behind his back, and said to him with a serious expression.

"You are awake? That’s great. I happen to have a task for you on my side."

A mission was triggered! ?

Garbage_pickup_level_99 stood upright and said vigorously.

"Please tell me, dear administrator."

Chu Guang didn\'t talk nonsense, and went straight to the main topic.

"There is a mutant human tribe on 76th Street directly opposite the east gate of the Wetland Park. During the day, we found traces of marauder activities in the blocks along the viaduct in the north. I suspect that there are marauder strongholds in the north."

"I need you to scout northward along the viaduct and search for all traces of survivor activities within a straight-line radius of 3 kilometers. If you find a suspected survivor stronghold, mark it on the map and report back immediately.

“Remember to hide yourself and avoid all unnecessary fights.”

"In addition, if you find suitable prey, you may hunt some along the way, and the reward will be effective at any time."

After hearing Chu Guang\'s order, the two-meter-tall lizardman immediately bowed his head respectfully.

"Yes! Dear Administrator!"

After finally getting permission to go online, Garbage_pickup_level_99 did not delay for a moment. After leaving the shelter, he quickly disappeared into the night outside the nursing home.

Chu Guang could sense the approximate location and distance of each player.

After confirming that Brother Garbage did not run around, but followed his order to go north, Chu Guang returned to the shelter, closed the door, and continued to doze in a chair.

...

The next day, before six o\'clock in the morning.

Except for Ya Ya who was fed to mutant leeches yesterday and was still waiting for her clone to be created, other players crawled out of the culture chamber one after another.

As for Brother Garbage who went out last night, he still hadn\'t come back yet.

However, Chu Guang could confirm through the player list that he was still alive, and he was not too far away from the wetland park.

"Dear administrator, are there any arrangements for today?" Old White stepped forward first and asked respectfully.

Although it was pointless, he would say it every day, hoping to trigger some hidden mission.

It didn\'t matter even if it couldn’t trigger anything. He just needed to show up in front of the administrator.

Chu Guang also fulfilled his duties as an NPC as always, and answered routinely.

"Just like yesterday, the tasks are all written on the bulletin board. In addition to that, you can play freely. The outpost is now in short supply of food and building materials... and fortifications."

One side of the wall of the outpost had been repaired.

The remaining three sides should be completed in two days.

What Chu Guang was more worried about now was that the noise in the outpost was getting louder and louder, which may alarm the mutant tribe on 76th Street to the east.

The entire outpost now had three guns in total, two of which were made of 5mm small water pipes. It could be said that not only couldn\'t they win against those green-skinned muscular guys, but he was sure that they would be destroyed by them. At that time, he could probably only run away.

If he was caught by those animals, it would really be worse than death. Under normal circumstances, people’s minds would be broken before their bodies...

Of course, if players were really captured, it was estimated that they would be forcibly disconnected. Even if they were curious, they would not be able to feel what happened later.

A group of people came to the surface in batches, preparing to start a new day of work vigorously.

"Where is Mr. Garbage? Why didn\'t we see him?" Night Ten looked around and found that there was no big lizard among the crowd.

Chu Guang glanced at him and said.

"He has set off early, and I have a special task for him."

Hearing this sentence, the faces of nearby players showed envy.

Sure enough, special classes were different.

They were still moving bricks, but that guy had already triggered an exclusive mission.

Damn that lucky guy!

"Night Ten, you will go out with me later... and Ample Time, you too." Chu Guang thought for a long time and finally decided to bring someone who was smarter.

Ample Time looked flattered and decisively abandoned Old White, who had a "sorrowful" look in his eyes, and trotted over.

Although he had talked to Old White before going online saying that they were going to research the blast furnaces together today, that was not as fun as following the administrator to do missions.

Not to mention the generous rewards.

The enthusiastic first-hand information alone was enough for him to get excited!

"Good brother, wait for me to come back!"

"Fu** off, don\'t come back."

Without paying attention to the communication between the two players, Chu Guang took out the two 5mm iron barrel rifles from his back and threw them into the hands of Ample Time and Night Ten respectively.

At the same time, 20 bullets were sent to them together.

He didn’t hold out much hope that these two newbies would hit people with this kind of gun that had no rifling. When it was critical, he just hoped that they could use the two guns to scare the opponent and create an opportunity for him.

Maybe if they were lucky, they would hit the opponent.

Even if it was just hit once, it would give them a lot of advantages.

Of course, it was best if there would be no fighting.

"The safety is on the right side of the trigger. You should familiarize yourself with its position, but don\'t touch it unless I ask you to release the safety."

Looking at the two players who were playing with the guns in their hands with excitement, Chu Guang paused and continued.

"In a moment we are going to a nearby survivor stronghold to exchange some supplies for the outpost with the locals. No matter what happens, you must listen to my command, and remember not to recklessly—especially remember—open fire at will, or make hostile behavior without authorization.

“Remember, we represent the entirety of shelter 404.”

“Understand?"

"Understood! Dear Administrator," Ample Time stood upright excitedly and gave a lame and non-standard military salute, "I will absolutely obey your command!"

Night Ten\'s reaction was a little slower, but his mind turned fairly fast, and he hurriedly followed Ample Time\'s movements to salute.

"Yes, sir!"

Chu Guang: "..."

Where did they learn those lines? Did they not feel embarrassed saying it?

However, as an administrator, he certainly would not say such things. His dominance over the players was, in a sense, positively related to the players\' enthusiasm.

The more players identified themselves as "shelter residents", the more they would obey his orders instead of creating trouble.

"... Very good, very energetic!"

Chu Guang coughed slightly and looked outside the nursing home seriously.

"We need to carry 50 kilograms of dried smoked meat, 20 kilograms of smoked fish, 10 furs of mutant hyenas... and a cart for use. You two go and prepare together. We will be on the road in ten minutes!"