Chapter 111.2: Hummingbird Drone, Massive Auction

There was no one saying anything.

Forced by his imposing manner, a player, who was close to him, responded unwillingly.

"No..."

"Exactly."

"Ahem, 188. It's an auspicious number."

"!"

Mole, who had just been feeling complacent, suddenly turned around to look at the hand held up high in the crowd. Seeing this, everyone around sighed helplessly. Mosquito still joined the bid in the end.

After the price broke through a hundred and fifty pieces of silver coins, it was a fight between rich players.

Players in the third echelon withdrew from the bidding, and players in the second tier remained on the sidelines.

To be honest, anyone could buy it, but Chu Guang really didn't want to sell it to Mosquito. Every time this guy bought something, he never used it; he just kept it as a collection.

For example, the scorpion submachine gun, and the double-barreled shotgun that the Bloodhand Clan boss dropped, Chu Guang never saw the dude using it.

Why buy it if you aren't going to use it?!

Is it just for display?!

It was at this moment, a big hand of justice raised up.

"200 silver coins!"

"What the hell?!"

"Two, two hundred?!"

Mole and Mosquito's eyes instantly widened in shock.

Looking back quickly, they saw that the person who raised his hand was actually Old Brother Ample Time who entered the game earlier than them.

The surrounding players were also whispering to each other.

"200 silver coins for a bow?!"

"Crazy, with this much money, he can buy two guns!"

"But I think it should not be counted as a loss. You can tie explosives to the arrow... Have you ever played the

Graphics Card Crisis

? That's what I'm talking about."

"Damn it. Stop talking about it. You made me want to buy it too. Even though I'm just the intelligence type!"

"

Wuu Wuu

, when can I be so rich?"

Ample Time ignored the whispers of other players, looked at Brother Mosquito, and smiled embarrassedly. "Brother, please... I really need it."

Among these players, probably no one knew how to use a bow better than him.

Mosquito reluctantly spread out his hand, signaling that he would give up.

"Fine, I give up. We are brothers after all."

Actually, he wouldn't be able to do anything even if he didn't want to give up.

He did make a fortune selling wooden bows to new players before, but he also spent a lot of money on research and development. In addition to the previous purchases, he only had 190 silver coins left.

Mole grumbled angrily. "What the hell! Where did you get so much money? You must have embezzled public funds!"

Before Ample Time spoke, Night Ten came out to speak on his behalf, "Hehe, do you think we won't do anything other than make bricks? The exclusive task of the brick factory alone will give us 100 silver coins if we increased the daily output to more than 5,000, let alone..."

Before Night Ten could finish, Old White quickly covered his mouth.

"Okay, okay, stop talking."

If the Developers heard it, they might not be able to get that money.

But having said that, these 200 silver coins were actually the entire savings of Bull and Horse Squad. The reason why Ample Time didn't raise his hand before was actually discussing it with his teammates.

Without going in circles, he said that he wanted the bow.

His archery skill now allowed him to hit a moving target at a distance of 50m. If he could get this bow, his combat power would be directly doubled, and his team's DPS would also increase a lot!

The other three teammates didn't have any opinion either. They've been playing games together for a long time. Even in other games, they were also doing the same thing.

Once the damage output of their team went up, they would not need to worry about making money at all.

Especially Night Ten. He supported Ample Time the most. After all, the bolt-action rifle he was using was bought with the money Ample Time raised.

Escaping Mole pouted, "Damn it, you guys are really rich. This is just sad."

Ample Time smiled and said: "I'm sorry brother. Next time, if there's something good, I definitely won't fight with you."

"You better remember what you said!"

With that, the battle of the rich tyrants came to an end, and everyone dispersed, each going their own way.

Escaping Mole was still doing the same task as yesterday, gathering a team on the forum to raid the instance dungeon, the greenhouse ruins. As for the two brothers who were dead, they were replaced by two new strength type players.

The insect-type dungeon was one of the rare dungeon types that was very difficult for the perception type players to utilize their abilities. Most insect-type mutants seemed to have their own hidden bonuses, which were very difficult for perception type players to detect.

The official website forum had already formed a consensus. When raiding this kind of dungeon, it was better to bring two more tanks than a scout.

As long as they could block the attacks, the other teammates would be able to keep output damage.

As for the Bull and Horse Squad, Chu Guang specially observed it with a drone and found that they did not stay in the brick factory, but went out of the wetland park along the north gate and went to a collapsed department store building between the tire factory and the abandoned construction site.

Is there something in there?

Chu Guang was very curious, but did not follow them with the drone. After all, it would be more than three kilometers if he followed, and the signal would be somewhat affected at that distance.

Anyway, when they found something good, they would bring it back to the outpost. At that time, he just needed to look through the strategy guides on the official website to figure out what they were doing.

...

All the Combat Profession players had left the outpost for work. There were only newcomers in the base doing errand missions, and Lifestyle Profession players treating Wasteland Online as a leisure game.

When Chu Guang walked into Teng Teng's Hut, the dexterous Teng Teng was standing on a stool, facing a wooden board that had been drawn with a charcoal, teaching three intelligence type players how to use the leftovers from making fur coat, to make some leather goods such as holsters and scabbards.

"...There are no two identical leaves in the world, nor two identical furs in the world. You must remember that."

"If you want to become a qualified designer, you must first learn to distinguish the subtle differences between furs of similar sizes. Only after you have selected the materials, can you start the next step."

"Do you understand?" Teng Teng, who was teaching on the stool, was like a teacher in a kindergarten class.

The three players stared at her, obviously not understanding what she had said. But they still nodded cluelessly.

"Understood!"

"Awesome!"

Seeing that her students were very clever, Teng Teng nodded with satisfaction, patted her dark hand, and jumped off the stool.

It just so happened that at this time, she saw the administrator standing at the entrance, and her eyes immediately lit up.

A hidden quest delivered to my doorstep?!

"Well, you can spend some time thinking about it first!"

After throwing out this sentence, Teng Teng immediately ran to the entrance and said excitedly. "Dear administrator, do you have any instructions?"

Chu Guang said directly. "The outpost recently captured a batch of Devil Moth cocoons. The devil silk drawn from these cocoons is a good material. I want to ask you if there is a way to weave them into usable cloth."

"Weaving?" Teng Teng looked confused, "I think you need to do silk reeling before weaving..."

To be honest, she didn't know how to deal with the material.

If it was just clothing design, she didn't need such basic knowledge at all. Even the fur processing she was currently doing was taught by herself through the learning materials downloaded from the Internet after she played Wasteland Online.

Now the administrator gave her another problem.

Although with the help of the Internet, it was not difficult to find some information, what she wasn't sure about was whether the information she found was still valid for Devil Moth's cocoon.

Seriously, will anyone really make clothes out of moth cocoons?

It sounded so weird.

Chu Guang looked at Teng Teng and continued. "Whether it's silk reeling or other processes, I need it to turn into usable thread and cloth. If we can use these materials, we can make lighter and more durable armor, and the excess products can be used to solve our urgent food shortage problem... Do you have any good solutions?"

Although Teng Teng was not confident, when she learned the importance of this task from the administrator, she nodded vigorously.

"Although I have never tried it before, I think I can give it a try!"

At the same time as the voice fell, she received a task pop-up window on her VM.

[Mission:

Textile Craft

]

[Briefing:

The outpost has obtained a batch of devil silk. These are high-quality materials, but to turn these materials into silk threads and cloth, we must first solve the problem of production tools.

]

[Requirements:

Make a Spinning Machine and Loom.

]

[Reward:

100 silver coins

]

[Note:

Although a hand-spinning machine and loom are enough to complete the task, if you can combine the current needs of the outpost to make a production machine with better performance, it may trigger additional hidden awards.

]

100 silver coins!

When Teng Teng saw the quest reward, her eyes instantly turned into the color of silver coins.

Especially the note at the end.

If she could make a production machine with excellent performance, it may also trigger additional hidden rewards!

"Don't worry, dear administrator!"

Teng Teng raised her head excitedly, poking her index finger on the VM screen, and promised with great confidence, "Teng Teng will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"Mhm, I believe you. " Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

If he had to figure out these troublesome things by himself, just the problem of making steel would be enough to trouble him until next year.

𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

But with these hardworking and brave little players...

Hehe...

Chu Guang suddenly felt that life in the wasteland was actually not as difficult as he imagined.