This game is too real

After thinking about it for a long time, Chu Guang still couldn't come up with a result.

Although the principle of the generator is very simple, junior high school students know that it is nothing more than "the conductor cuts the magnetic flux lines". But it is not so easy to turn this sentence into a 10KW generator.

Ask Baidu, and all the links pushed to him are purchase links.

Haha.

If I can buy online, do I need you to teach me which one to buy?

Nothing!

After a lot of effort, Chu Guang finally found some reliable tutorials, but considering the current situation of material shortage, none of these materials can really come in handy.

Time soon reached six o'clock.

With the sound of the hatch opening, the four players woke up.

"Let's study it later."

Chu Guang put down his legs on the table, tidied his appearance in front of the mirror he picked up, and walked calmly to the next room.

When he walked into the room, the four players were checking their own attributes through the display screen of the cultivation cabin.

"Sure enough, my gene sequence is for strength... The initial value is 7 points of strength, but the intelligence attribute is only 3? But I don't feel stupid."

"This sentence doesn't sound very smart... By the way, your beard grows too fast."

Lao Bai's beard is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Yesterday it was just a stubble, and today it is as long as a fingernail.

"I don't know what's going on. By the way, is there a razor here?"

"Obviously not, how about you try an axe?"

"Get lost."

"By the way, I'm actually agile. I thought I was intelligence." Fang Chang pinched his chin and fell into deep thought, as if he was thinking about something.

"I'm intelligence," Kuangfeng smiled bitterly and raised his hand, "Isn't 3 points of strength too low? 7 points of intelligence... I don't feel that I've become smarter."

"I'm a perception system. By the way, what's the use of perception attributes? Can it predict the future?" Ye Shi was a little depressed.

Compared with this ambiguous attribute, he hoped that he would have better performance in strength or agility.

Even if the physique is not good, at least it can be a tank.

"It should be the intuition of crisis. Have you forgotten how you avoided the sneak attack of the alien yesterday?" Fang Chang said thoughtfully, "If this attribute is used well, it may be quite a bug... It's a pity in your hands."

"Get lost."

"Cough."

Chu Guang coughed when he walked into the room, interrupting the conversation of the players.

Perhaps because he talked to them about the favorability as a planner last night, the four players looked at him differently.

For the players' sense of involvement, Chu Guang decided to continue to maintain his majestic image and continued to speak seriously.

"Time is running out, so I'll keep it short."

"There's a lot of work to do, but we don't have much time left. In order not to affect subsequent plans, we have to complete our outpost on the surface before winter comes."

"Food, drinking water, fuel... all of these need to be stored, and fortifications and surface residences need to be built."

"I've sorted out the work that needs to be done on the schedule, and you can check it on the notice board at the entrance of the sanatorium."

The players' eyes lit up, and their faces were eager to try.

Is the task system complete?

"That's the basic situation. Is there anything else you want to ask? If not, we'll set off."

"Wait, wait a minute, Mr. Administrator!"

"Go ahead."

Ye Shi blushed and raised his hand.

"Excuse me, where is the toilet?"

...

Toilet.

This is indeed a problem.

The B1 floor of Shelter 404 is more like a reception desk. Although there is a compartment for the incubator, there are no living facilities inside.

Looking at the players who rushed out of the sanatorium after reaching the surface, Chu Guang suddenly realized that with the influx of players, not only eating and drinking would be a problem, but pooping would soon become a big problem.

There is a public toilet on Bette Street, where the feces of humans and animals are collected and sold to the nearby Brown Farm.

After arriving at the sanatorium in the wetland park, Chu Guang had always found a safe place in the woods to solve the problem, but he had never considered the problem of a hundred people pooping and peeing.

I don't know if they had a stomachache, but the four players were limping when they came back.

"It's so fucking uncomfortable without a toilet."

"There was no paper either, so I used leaves to wipe it... I almost scratched it and bled."

"+1."

"Fuck, why do I feel hot... Do you feel it?"

"No."

"Did you use nettle leaves to wipe your butt..."

"What, what are nettle leaves?"

"Nothing, just bear with it."

"???"

Chu Guang was embarrassed when he heard this.

He seemed to have forgotten to tell these guys that Tess could be used to wipe the butt, which was also a little knowledge he learned from the survivors of Beth Street.

However, they didn't seem to give him a chance to speak.

Just bear with it.

This is how we all got through it.

"Mr. Manager," Fang Chang limped to Chu Guang and said respectfully, "I propose that we build a toilet."

Ye Shi: "Reconsideration!"

Lao Bai: "I agree, too. With a toilet, we can dig a big pit, collect the feces, mix it with wood ash and sawdust for composting, let aerobic bacteria and fungi decompose organic matter to generate heat, kill pathogenic microorganisms and pathogens in the feces to make fertilizer."

Fang Chang: "That's right, and not only can we produce fertilizer, we can also mix and seal some feces and organic debris, and let anaerobic bacteria convert them into combustible methane! The biogas digester in my hometown is made in this way. The biogas produced can be used for lighting and electricity."

"This is a good idea, you can adopt it." Chu Guang nodded approvingly.

Biogas.

He had been worrying about survival before, and he forgot about it.

As far as I can remember, although there is no biogas digester on Bet Street, there is one at Brown Farm next door.

Seeing the approval on the face of the manager, the four players became more excited and brainstormed.

It is not difficult to build a toilet, and even a biogas tank is not difficult. The only trouble is the sealing and gas storage materials.

Fortunately, there is a shortage of everything in this wasteland, except plastic.

Especially beverage bottles and garbage bags.

Because burning will produce toxic gases, few survivors burn these things, and at most they use them as kindling.

If you look carefully, you should be able to find a lot of them in the suburbs nearby.

So, there is another task of picking up garbage on the task board - collecting plastic bags and bottles and cans.

"Manager, I have an idea about the generator." Kuangfeng, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke.

Chu Guang looked at him.

"Tell me about it."

Kuangfeng said.

"Generally, cars have on-board generators. I want to know if there is a road nearby? Or a parking lot is also fine. If you can find a car, this problem should be easy to solve."

Chu Guang said.

"It's not hard to find a car. There is a parking lot near the wetland park where we are, but I have seen all the cars there, and there is nothing worth recycling."

"I want to give it a try," Kuangfeng said, "If we find a usable generator, we can use electricity at our outpost on the surface!"

"Then go, but I can't let you go alone," Chu Guang glanced at the player in front of him, and his eyes fell on Ye Shi, "You and Kuangfeng go to the parking lot together."

Ye Shi said with great enthusiasm.

"Yes!"

Ye Shi's gene sequence is the perception system, and his intuition about crises can come in handy.

Before setting off, Chu Guang asked them to bring two short knives for mowing, which are better than heavy axes when encountering alien species.

In addition, Chu Guang repeatedly reminded them that if they encounter alien species, they must avoid fighting and run away if they can.

But if the other party has discovered and shown obvious hostility, they must not leave their backs to the enemy anyway.

Doing this is equivalent to suicide...

Holding the wetland park map and a simple guide, Kuangfeng took Ye Shi out of the sanatorium.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang, who stayed behind, looked at Chu Guang and asked.

"Master Administrator, should we continue to cut trees now?"

Chu Guang looked around and counted the dozens of untreated logs on the ground.

"No more cutting trees today. We have to solve the toilet problem first... So, you go get a shovel and an axe, and I'll teach you how to do it."

...

The parking lot is southeast of the sanatorium.

No one has been here for two hundred years.

Nature has completely swallowed this place.

The roots of the trees drilled through the hard concrete ground, and the bushes and weeds were as high as the knees.

The rusty vehicles were covered with vines, and through the broken windows, you could even see the moss covering the seats and air-conditioning vents.

Seeing all this, Kuangfeng finally understood what the administrator said.

There really is nothing worth recycling here.

Ye Shi also looked embarrassed.

In this state, how can we find a generator?

"Do we want to go back?"

Kuang Feng was silent for a while, and walked forward in disbelief.

"Since we are here."

Ye Shi shrugged and followed.

After knowing each other for so many years, his biggest impression of this netizen is that he is stubborn, and he doesn't know what he does in real life.

Many cars in the parking lot have rusted hoods and can't be opened at all. Kuang Feng searched around the parking lot for a long time before finding a car that can barely be opened.

But after opening the hood, he was stunned.

This is...

Engine?

"What's wrong?" Ye Shi came over and asked.

"It seems to be an electric engine... but it doesn't seem to be," Kuangfeng frowned and said, "Do you know anything about cars?"

"I haven't even taken the driver's license test, how can I know this." Ye Shi said in a sweat, "You have been working for many years, haven't you bought a car?"

"I live in the dormitory of my company, and I only have a bicycle."

Kuangfeng continued to search in the hood, even around the back of the car, lying under the car... Checked every place that could be checked.

But suddenly, his hand stopped.

Noticing the expression on his face, Ye Shi asked.

"What happened again?"

"It's a bit strange... I can't find the power supply." Wiping the mud off his face, Kuangfeng frowned and pondered for a long time, "I can roughly find the engine, but... I can't find the power supply."

"Could it be dismantled?" Ye Shi proposed a possibility, "After all, this is a wasteland for two hundred years. It's normal for survivors to visit here."

"This possibility is not ruled out."

Closing the hood habitually, looking at the abandoned cars in the parking lot, Kuangfeng felt complicated.

In fact, there is another possibility.

In the background setting of the game, the technological level of pre-war society is advanced enough, and it may have reached the point where remote power supplies can replace fixed power supplies.

But no matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing for him.

It seems unlikely to expect to find a generator from a scrap car...

...

On the other side.

The construction of the toilet has made new progress.

Under Chu Guang's command, Lao Bai and Fang Chang first dug a two-meter-wide and three-meter-long pit in the open space outside the sanatorium, which was large enough to bury a person. Then they inserted sawn-off logs around the pit as walls, and then padded some gravel and leaves inside.

After the pit was repaired, the toilet became much simpler.

Chu Guang directly asked the two to build two simple sheds on the edge of the pit, and connected the pit next to it with a plastic hose removed from the outer wall of the sanatorium.

In this way, a simple toilet was completed.

"Feces and urine must be stored separately, and mixing them together will easily form mud. And urine is sterile and can be directly used to irrigate crops... But let's do it this way today," Chu Guang nodded approvingly, looking at the results of the two people's work for the whole morning.

Lao Bai and Fang Chang, who were panting with shovels, looked at each other with helplessness.

Although it is a 100% real virtual reality game, is it really necessary to be so real?

"And taking a bath is also a problem... There is a water source within one kilometer nearby, but there are many alien species near the water source, so you have to be extra careful when taking water."

Let's build a bathhouse when the time comes.

Otherwise, the smell is a small matter, but getting sick will become a big problem.

"Mr. Manager." Fang Chang raised his hand.

Chu Guang looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I think we should consider the issue of safety," Fang Chang said, "From the alien species we encountered yesterday, this wasteland is not safe."

Nonsense.

You don't need to say that.

"I know, but the problem of hygiene should not be underestimated. There are not enough medicine reserves in the shelter. If an infectious disease is caused, the consequences will be serious."

The safety issue is not so urgent. The alien species in the wetland park are not as active as those in the urban area. There are no survivors nearby. Even if there is danger, they can hide in the shelter.

The hygiene of more than a hundred people is a big problem.

Every household on Bet Street uses iron buckets to store water, heats it on the roof and disinfects it, and washes themselves every two or three days. It's not because the people there are so particular, but they will be kicked out if they stink too much.

Fang Chang and Lao Bai looked at each other.

Could this manager's AI setting include cleanliness?

I have to pay attention to it in the future.

"Speaking of which... there is a question I have always wanted to ask, why is there no material reserve in such a large shelter?" Lao Bai interrupted, "And we have been on the B1 floor, what about the other floors?"

"The other floors are not open for the time being, but will be open later."

Chu Guang did not explain the reason, but simply stated the facts.

Although the two players were curious, they did not insist when they saw that they could not get the answer, and just regarded it as a setting.

At this time, Ye Shi and Kuangfeng, who were out exploring, came back.

Looking at Kuangfeng covered in mud, Chu Guang asked.

"How is it? Did you find the generator?"

"No, but it's not completely fruitless."

As he spoke, Kuangfeng opened a plastic bag he had picked up from some trash can, which contained a bag full of blue mushrooms.

These mushrooms were not big, only the length of an index finger, with translucent fine cilia on the surface, and colorful luster could be seen along the lines.

Chu Guang took a look and showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Where did you find this thing?"

With a hint of pride on his face, Kuangfeng reported truthfully.

"There is a concrete sewer pipe near the parking lot, about two people's height, and there are many of these mushrooms growing in the pipe. I was not sure if it was edible, so I picked some and brought them back."

In fact, he wanted to try it at first, but the game was so realistic that he hesitated for a long time and didn't eat it.

"Its name is Blue Parasol Mushroom, scientific name is 'Blue Angel', it is said that people who eat it can see real angels within an hour."

"No doubt, unless you are a mutant who is immune to all poisons, you can't eat this thing."