Chapter 66

"Are you saying... a new survivor outpost has suddenly appeared in the Lianhu Wetland Park, right under our noses?"

The flames in the fire pit flickered on and off.

The bear-like man sat on a chair made of human skin, his chin lazily resting on his slightly clenched right fist, looking down expressionlessly at the servant on the steps below, having finished listening to the report.

His name was "Bear," and just like the knotted muscles on his body, every inch of his cells seemed to be born for violence.

Most of the Blood Hand Clan's raiders had no names, except for the clan's leader or the ten-man captains who were given names by the leader.

According to the tradition passed down from the last century, the leader of the Blood Hand Clan usually had a single-character name.

For example, his predecessor's predecessor was named "Snake," who was blinded by "Eagle" and thrown into the subway to be devoured by the scavengers.

Later, "Eagle" was torn in half by "Bear," who crushed his neck and hung him on a street lamp, doused in oil.

Now, the corpse was gone, leaving only the ugly skull, which he used to prop up the fire pit.

Here, the law of the jungle prevailed, and the strong were the kings.

And he was undoubtedly the strongest.

And the most ferocious!

The man prostrate on the steps below did not dare to raise his head, speaking in a low, muffled voice.

"The livestock delayed a bit while preparing the tribute for you. We set off again at dusk. There were mutants feeding in the city, and we were afraid of injuring the livestock, so we took a detour by Lianhu Lake."

"I thought the place was rarely visited by people, but unexpectedly, as soon as we entered, we found signs of human presence. My partner and I searched and eventually discovered a hidden settlement in a forest."

"How many people?"

The man's forehead pressed against the floor tiles.

"No more than thirty!"

Hearing this number, a hint of disdain appeared in Bear's eyes, and he showed little interest.

Just thirty people.

Excluding the elderly, weak, and women, the number of adult males capable of fighting would be half of this at best.

Such a survivor outpost usually had little to offer.

In other words, not even worthy of being livestock.

Wait for a good day, send some of the younger ones over, slaughter the old and young, and capture the men and women as slaves. When the heavy snow seals the roads in winter, it would be perfect to keep them indoors for some fun.

If there's a shortage of meat, they could be killed and cooked.

"The tribute?"

"It has been delivered to your room!"

A smile finally appeared on Bear's impatient face.

That smile was chilling, even the flames in the fire pit seemed to flicker.

"Very good, you may leave."

The man hurriedly asked.

"What about the outpost by Lianhu Lake..."

Bear waved his hand impatiently.

"We'll talk about it when I wake up tomorrow."

"Yes..."

The man bowed and responded meekly, a bitter smile on his face, but he dared not complain.

When you wake up...

It would probably be this time tomorrow.

...

Morning.

On a street not far from Bet Street, List, who had ordered the caravan to stop and wait, glanced at the mechanical watch on his left hand.

This was a small gadget he had recently bought.

Through the transparent watch case, one could see multiple golden and silver pointers, as well as the gears below them rotating at a steady pace.

Not only did it tell time, but this watch also integrated a compass, speedometer, Geiger counter, and other functions... although most people who could afford such "luxuries" didn't need them.

List couldn't help but daydream.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he could get a ticket to enter the upper echelons of Megalith City?

He was already tired of the merchant business, especially with the increasing activities of raiders, mutants, and mutants in recent years, forcing him to spend more money on bodyguards and insurance.

Plus, he had to deal with these country bumpkins.

Perhaps he should learn from the big shots in the inner city, entrust his business to the lower classes, and use his free time to improve his taste.

What was that phrase again...

Right!

Class transcendence!

"Does no one teach these natives the concept of punctuality?"

The agreed time had passed by two minutes.

But the person had not appeared with the things he needed.

List couldn't help but think that perhaps he was already dead, after all, mutated leeches weren't easy to deal with.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the street corner.

"It's Chu Guang who sent me. He said he had an agreement with you and wanted to sell you some blue mushrooms."

Yu Hu walked out from the corner of the street, showing his empty hands to indicate he was unarmed and had no ill intentions.

Chu Guang had instructed him that if he saw "Mr. Li's caravan" on Bet Street, he should tell them this and lead them to the Lianhu Wetland Park.

If they refused, then so be it.

List's eyes narrowed.

"Where is he?"

"He can't come here," Yu Hu shook his head, "He has left Bet Street and is now living with his companions."

List spent about three seconds weighing the risks and rewards.

Twenty kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms were worth the risk.

"Lead the way."

Yu Hu nodded cautiously.

"Please follow me."

...

The average temperature outside the shelter had dropped to thirteen degrees today, which was still uncomfortable for the humid southern region.

The cold wind was already making people shiver.

The shelter's coat was made of a special adaptive thermal material, with a rubber-like texture but as light and soft as synthetic fiber. It could insulate heat at low temperatures and conduct heat at high temperatures within the range of 5 to 35 degrees.

So, some people could still be lively even in the cold wind, while some lizards were frozen stiff.

"This game is still not very realistic," Night Ten sighed, looking up at the sky, "I'm from the south, and at this temperature with the wind, it wouldn't feel like this."

"Take off your clothes and try it!" Trash was shivering from the cold, wrapped in a thick deer skin coat, constantly jumping to warm himself up.

Night Ten glanced at him, as if looking at an idiot.

"Why would I do that?"

Trash: "%&@!"

Although the weather was getting colder, it was still a big day for the Ox and Horse team.

Just before logging off yesterday, their total savings had reached 200 silver coins, enough to buy the land.

Why didn't they log in during the day?

On one hand, Kuang Feng and Old Bai had to work during the day and only had time to play at night. On the other hand, according to Fang Chang's analysis, the server was in the night when they logged in during the day, making it impossible to go hunting. It was better to stay offline and save the character's "energy" for the server's daytime.

Daytime was the main stage for hunter players!

"Respected Manager, we want to buy a piece of land."

Fang Chang respectfully said to the manager, presenting the silver coins he and his teammates had earned over several days with both hands.

"These are 200 silver coins, and together with my teammates, we have 20 square meters."

The surrounding players looked at Fang Chang with envy.

200 silver coins!

Enough to buy two guns!

Taking the money bag from Fang Chang, Chu Guang nodded and then took out a small notebook, handing it to Fang Chang with a business-like tone.

"Individually purchased plots must be adjacent, with the length and width not differing by more than three times, and the shape must be square and regular. Group purchases can be combined, but during construction, you must not harm the base's facilities or affect other residents."

Normal people wouldn't choose a bizarre shape, but players couldn't think like normal people, so setting detailed rules would save time.

He would teach this to Xiao Qi later.

After all, it was troublesome to say it every time.

"Can we choose any location?" If possible, Fang Chang wanted to buy a plot right at the main gate, connecting to the only exit of the resurrection point.

Chu Guang said,

"Only within the planned area."

The main roads leading from the sanatorium to the four gates were designated as road land, and the open space in front of the sanatorium's main gate was marked as a square... all of this was written in the notebook.

Fang Chang took the notebook and, although he had expected it, still felt a bit disappointed.

Indeed, freedom was a relative concept, especially in online games. The game team couldn't let players exploit loopholes, as there were many players in one server.

Even if someone did, it could be fixed as a bug.

Sigh.

How much I want to play the single-player version of Wasteland OL.

It would be so much fun!

After some consideration, the Ox and Horse team finally chose a 30-square-meter plot of land closest to the sanatorium's main gate.

Why 30 square meters? Because just now, Trash and Mosquito had joined in.

Actually, Trash couldn't come up with 50 silver coins, but Mosquito lent him 40 silver, plus his 10 silver coins, making it just enough.

Trash said with a grateful look,

"Brother! Thanks a lot!"

"No problem, 2 silver coins interest per month."

"Damn! There's interest?!"

"What else?" Mosquito glanced at him and chuckled, "Just 5% interest per month, that's pretty good. Consider it a mortgage."

Trash: "MMP!"

Mosquito: "What did you say?"

Trash: "I said you're MVP!"

Is this guy really a furniture salesman in real life?

He knows how to make gunpowder, how to make bows and crossbows, and even lends money at high interest...

Chu Guang listened with a strange expression, feeling that this guy was quite criminal, but didn't say anything.

Who cares what he does in "real life."

After all, he was just a soulless NPC.

"Manager!"

"Are you here to buy land too?" Chu Guang asked the player in front of him.

"Uh, I want to, but I haven't saved enough money and contribution yet," the player scratched his head awkwardly, then remembered his purpose and quickly said, "A lot of people have come from the south side of the sanatorium, about ten of them!"

Chu Guang was slightly taken aback.

"So many?"

And from the south.

Could it be...

"There are also more than twenty cattle! They have a lot of things on their backs!"

Before the player could finish speaking, Chu Guang immediately picked out 5 copper coins from his money bag and threw them at him.

"Go to the warehouse and get twenty kilograms of blue mushrooms, and wait for me at the south gate."

The player happily accepted the reward and respectfully took the task.

"Yes! Manager!"