This game is too real

[Instructions for use of active substance extractor:]

[1. Active substances are the main raw materials for synthetic clones, including but not limited to minerals required for the human body, 20 common amino acids, and 2 rare amino acids. ]

[2. The raw materials used by the active substance extractor are animal corpses, among which the chordate phylum, mammal class, primate order is the best, with an extraction efficiency of up to 90%, followed by non-primates, and the lowest extraction efficiency of invertebrates, less than 10%. ]

[3. The extraction efficiency is also related to the degree of decay. ]

As the task of recruiting players is completed, the reward and the instructions are credited together.

Inside shelter No. 404.

Chu Guang looked at the instructions projected on his retina by the system while looking at the iron lump that looked like a coffin next to the conveyor belt.

According to the introduction in the instructions, this thing is a device used to produce "raw materials for synthetic clones" - that is, "active substances".

In short, the function is similar to corpse recycling?

However, judging from the description in this instruction manual, the corpses of alien species seem to be within the recycling range.

After roughly understanding how to use this thing, Chu Guang used the cart he picked up from outside to drag it to the elevator and returned to the surface with the elevator.

He didn't want to bring the body into the shelter.

As for electricity.

There is always a way.

The elevator slowly rose, stopped and opened the door.

Just as he came out of the elevator dragging the cart, Xiao Qi's voice came from upstairs almost at the same time.

"Master!"

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that there is something wrong with your players... A big black bird is attacking them! On the north side of the sanatorium!"

A big black bird?

Chu Guang was stunned at first, and then his face changed. He immediately dropped the cart in his hand and rushed towards the outside of the sanatorium.

...

"Fuck? Brother Ye is awesome."

"That forward roll dodge just now was something!"

"Get out, I was f*cking scared! Don't stand there stupidly, come, come and help me!"

The woods north of the sanatorium.

A black bird stood on a ten-meter-high tree branch, its sharp eyes fixed on the players on the ground.

The bird's legs were slightly bent, and its kite-sized wings were folded back, ready to launch at any time.

After hearing the movement from Ye Shi, the other three players immediately put down their work and rushed over with axes.

Perhaps because of the large number of people on the ground, the black bird did not immediately launch a second round of dives, but stopped at a place where people could not reach and wait for an opportunity to move.

Kuangfeng leaned down, picked up a black feather on the ground, and stared at it for a while.

"It looks a bit like a crow."

"Are crows this big?!" Glancing at the scratches on the wood next to him, Ye Shi said with lingering fear as he retreated.

"This thing should be a mutant... a mutant produced by gamma rays or something else. I have seen the settings on the official website." Fang Chang stared at him cautiously, not daring to relax for a moment.

Ye Shi: "There is a setting on the official website?! Isn't it just a reservation page?"

Kuangfeng: "That was a few days ago... The official website updated a new function yesterday. Didn't you see it?"

"Stop talking nonsense. What should we do now? Just waste time like this?" Ye Shi nervously took another step back.

Now the closest to the bird is Kuangfeng.

The four people and the bird are in a stalemate.

At this moment, a "whoosh" sound of breaking through the air passed over the four people's heads and hit the big bird straight.

"Gah!"

Although the stone did not hit, it scared the big bird, and it fluttered and flew up and jumped to another branch.

When it flapped its wings and finally stabilized on the branch, it saw the man on the ground picked up another stone and threw it at itself.

The big bird was completely angry.

It was the first time it saw someone who dared to be so arrogant to itself in this territory that belonged to it.

With its bent legs exerting force, it leaped up from the tree branch like a cannonball and rushed towards Chu Guang.

Its sharp claws stretched forward like an open hook.

However, a beast is still a beast after all. Even if it had another head, it could not understand the hint of sarcasm on the corner of its mouth.

Throwing away the stone in his hand, Chu Guang skillfully grabbed the steel pipe stuck in the ground and stabbed it hard with the sharp end.

In a flash, there was no time to dodge.

Although the big bird flapped its wings in surprise when it saw Chu Guang picking up something it had never seen before, it was basically impossible to do so in time due to inertia.

The water pipe was like a javelin, piercing its chest hard.

"Gah!"

The shrill cry echoed in the forest.

Bloody feathers flew everywhere.

Looking at the big bird struggling to fly away, Chu Guang silently stepped forward and picked up the bloody water pipe from the ground.

"This is not a crow."

"Its scientific name is falcon... about two hundred years ago."

The four players stared at him in amazement, stunned by this set of smooth movements.

Damn!

So strong! !

However, they didn't know that for the vast majority of survivors who could walk alone in the wasteland, this level of skill was just basic training.

In these five months, Chu Guang didn't learn anything else, but he practiced the skill of throwing javelins to the extreme, and he could shoot anywhere within ten meters.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have the chance to stand here and show off.

"Falcon?! Is it so big?" Kuangfeng said in surprise, which overturned his understanding of birds.

The abbot swallowed his saliva.

"Because of gamma rays?"

"Not just gamma rays. Viruses, bacteria, genetic weapons... all kinds of factors have contributed to what we saw today. Of course, alien species are only one of the threats we face. In some cases, humans are more dangerous than them."

Chu Guang looked up at the pine tree in front of the four players and continued.

"The falcon just now should have made a nest in this tree. No wonder it didn't leave despite all of you."

Generally speaking, birds rarely take the initiative to provoke ground creatures that are larger than themselves. Their diet mainly consists of mutant cockroaches, mice, and squirrels.

Although the beast flew away, it didn't fly far. It was probably waiting to die in a nearby tree.

Although this kind of pointed water pipe has poor penetration, the hollow inside is a natural bloodletting groove. As long as a hole is pierced in the body, it is almost certain to die.

Not to mention birds, even if a person is close to it, it is difficult to sew the wound.

Ye Shi lowered his head in shame.

"Sorry... I was busy chopping wood and didn't notice it."

"Don't apologize," Chu Guang looked up, "Bird eggs are good stuff."

I'll have a treat soon.

...

Chu Guang's judgment was soon verified.

Under a crooked tree, he found the dead black bird.

He bled it with a dagger and stripped its feathers. Chu Guang threw it into an iron pot and placed it on a stove made of bricks. He stuffed dry branches and leaves under the stove and lit it with the matches he had bought before.

Smoke rose.

Before the water boiled, Chu Guang took the blanched bird out of the pot, strung it with steel bars, and roasted it directly on the fire.

The bird eggs were also roasted together.

There was no salt or spices.

But even so, it was much better than the half-cooked green wheat paste.

"Is this thing... edible?"

Looking at the "mutant" on the iron rack, Ye Shi instinctively felt repulsive, but the aroma kept teasing him, so he swallowed his saliva.

You can actually eat in the game!

This is definitely an unexpected surprise for foodies.

And this also made him instantly feel that all the hard work this morning was worth it.

"You can eat it when it's cooked. I'll tell you which things you can't eat." Chu Guang slowly turned the grill to heat every side of the food.

There are not many opportunities to eat game in the wasteland.

Even if you can occasionally catch edible game like this, it will quickly go bad due to lack of preservation methods.

Here, salt is a more scarce material than electricity.

Especially for survivors living in inland cities like Qingquan City, it is not realistic to use a lot of salt to pickle food.

As for things like refrigerators, I heard that there is one in the castle of the mayor, but Chu Guang has only heard of it and has never really seen it.

Of course, the survivors are not completely helpless.

For example, the survivor base next door, Mr. Brown's farm, produces a kind of tobacco rich in tar and aromatic compounds such as alcohols, aldehydes and ketones. Even if it is smoked without salt, it can extend the shelf life of food by several months.

"Mr. Manager, how much wood do we need?"

Waiting for the food to be cooked is a torture.

In order to divert attention from the food, Fang Chang took the initiative to open the conversation.

Hearing this question, Chu Guang replied casually.

"Cut as much as you can."

The players looked at each other, looking unmotivated.

Chu Guang didn't care too much at first, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of something.

They are "players", that is, "outsiders".

Unlike myself who have traveled here, they can leave here at any time, and there is no urgency to survive.

Even if I tell them the importance of stockpiling wood, they will not really understand what this sentence means.

The identity of the players determines that they think about problems from a different perspective than myself. Even if they don't mind working hard, it's hard for them to keep working for something that doesn't pay off.

There are tasks.

There must be rewards, of course.

"Let me think about it..."

Chu Guang, stroking his chin, fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, let's count today's results."

"For every meter of a tree as thick as an arm, 1 contribution point. For every meter of a tree as thick as a thigh, 2 contributions--"

However, what Chu Guang didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, four salted fish holding bowls stood up with a bang.

"Manager, I suddenly don't feel very hungry."

"Me too."

"Anyway, it's still a while before dinner, I'll go chop two more trees!"

"I suddenly want to chop something!"

Chu Guang: "...?"

He hasn't said what these contribution points can be used for...