Chapter 209.2: Second Generation Currency, Medal System

In the new industrial area.

In the corner of the abandoned tire factory, in the brick building next to the guard post, a large number of scrapped parts were displayed here, some of which had been assembled into usable machines.

Several workers wearing fur clothes were adding a special alkaline sizing agent to a large pot of pulp made from plant fibers such as cotton and linen.

Production was in full swing.

In the wooden box next to it, a batch of products had been produced.

Those paper had a linen-gray color in natural conditions and a slight bluish tinge when exposed to light. The main reason for this was that the Blue Umbrella Mushroom was dried and ground into the pulp.

Chu Guang also did not expect that the mushrooms that he kept at the bottom of the warehouse for a long time would actually come in handy.

Standing beside the box, Chu Guang held a piece of paper cut into squares in his hand. After rubbing it between his index finger and thumb for a while, he looked at the old man standing beside him to ask, "How many sheets of this can you produce in a day?"

After hearing the question from the administrator, the old man replied respectfully, "Sir, in addition to Blue Umbrella Mushroom, a special kind of nettle is needed to produce this paper. Although this is not an uncommon thing, it is difficult to find in winter. If the supply of raw materials is sufficient, we can produce about 500 kilograms a day."

The old man's name was Wu Mu, from a settlement of survivors in the middle of the River Valley Province. He joined Jiu Li and the others halfway, and came to the northern suburbs of Clearspring City with the other refugees.

Before becoming a refugee, he made a living as a papermaker.

The profession of a papermaker was quite rare in the wasteland, after all, paper wasn’t something valuable.

Even if cash accounted for less than 1% of transactions in the days of the Federation of People, there was still an astronomical amount of legacy banknotes that survived.

Survivors in the wasteland have been burning it for more than two hundred years, but there were still a lot of them left.

In addition, there were educational facilities such as libraries, schools, and bookshelves in private houses. Those acid-free papers made from synthetic fibers were like plastic and could last for a long time.

Some survivors would even make paper bullets out of the banknotes of pre-war society, or shredded paper into fibers, replacing cotton as the lining of clothing or bedding.

When Jiu Li heard that Chu Guang needed a papermaker, he immediately recommended the old man named Wu Mu to him. And this old man named Wu Mu did not disappoint Chu Guang.

In less than a week, he used the player's recycled parts and equipment to create simple paper-making equipment.

Using a special alkaline sizing agent and a recipe handed down from his ancestors, the paper made by Wu Mu felt almost the same as the banknotes players picked up from the wasteland as toilet paper.

So much so that Chu Guang couldn't help but wonder what his ancestors did for a living...

After a slight cough, Chu Guang said, "500 kilograms is enough."

A banknote would weigh about 1 gram.

After the printing problem was solved, 500 kilograms of paper was enough for him to issue 500,000 banknotes!

Chu Guang continued after a short pause, "I will find someone to solve the problem of raw materials. After this batch of products is produced, there is no need to rush to produce the next batch. Before resuming production, I need you to solve a key problem."

With that said, Chu Guang took out a thread thinner than a hair from his pocket and put it in Wu Mu's hand.

After scrutinizing the thin line for a while, the expression on the old man's face instantly showed a surprised expression.

"Is this... Is this devil's silk?!"

That was something much rarer than Blue Umbrella Mushroom!

"Yes," Chu Guang nodded and continued, "since you know it, then I won't go into details about its features. I need you to find a way to implant it into the paper, whether it's by weaving or by pressing it into the paper directly during the paper-making process. There is only one requirement, and that is to be able to reflect part of the characteristics of Devil Silk on the paper. I will say it bluntly, this is mainly used for anti-counterfeiting.”

A troubled look appeared on Wu Mu's face. After a moment of hesitation, he said solemnly. "Sir, I have never tried this kind of thing before... So I can't promise you that I can do it, I can only say that I'll try my best."

Chu Guang said. "Mhm, you try all the methods you can think of first. If you really can't solve it, I'll think of other ways."

After explaining the matter, Chu Guang turned around and walked outside the house.

But when Chu Guang walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something. Stopping, he turned and looked back at the old man. "By the way, who else but you know how to make paper like this?"

The old man said immediately. "I personally added the proportions and key additives of the pulp components. In addition to the detailed proportions written in the formula you have, I'm the only one who knows what materials are used and how much is used!"

Chu Guang glanced at him approvingly. "Very good, I hope you keep it that way. Also, I don't want someone else to create something exactly like us somewhere else, you know what I mean?"

The old man swore with a nervous expression. "Don't worry, sir, I promise you that this secret will die with me."

Chu Guang nodded. "I would hope so."

It was impossible to expect the formula to be completely secret. There was no technical threshold for something like that, and it was likely to be discovered after a little research.

However, there was a certain scarcity of the Blue Umbrella Mushroom, and it couldn't be artificially synthesized or cultivated with technology in the post-war era. It was even sold in Boulder Town, and the price was not cheap.

Moreover, Devil Silk wasn't easy to obtain as well.

Combined with these two things, even if there was no watermark anti-counterfeiting technology as powerful as the technology of Enterprise, it could ensure that the people who were going to make counterfeit banknotes would not be able to profit much.

Whether it was banknotes or coins, they were mainly prepared for NPCs.

As for the players...

Of course, it was still more convenient to pay electronically.

...

On the official website forum.

[Server announcement:

Chaowei Battery Factory, Hope Mountain Cooperative, Home of Scavengers, Highway Town, and Winter Willow Camp, a total of more than 600 survivors have been transferred to New United Gas Station, the first phase of the evacuation plan was a complete success! Thank you for your sincere cooperation!

]

[Event:

Longevity Town Prosperity +200 (Current status: 360) due to the imminent move-in of a large number of refugees

]

[Server announcement:

In recognition of the outstanding contributions of 20 players such as Sideline Slacking... Shelter 404 will award them with a Silver Shield Medal. The electronic version of the medal has been updated into your account. After the physical version of the medal is released, it can be claimed with the mission reward

]

[Silver Shield Medal:

Unlock by completing a defense mission on Epic difficulty. (Contribution points + 500, Longevity Town prestige + 1000)

]

[Xiaoyu:

In order to celebrate the arrival of the Alpha 1.0 version, Bank 404 is about to issue its second-generation currency. We are collecting ideas for the new currency patterns. If adopted, there will be mysterious gifts! Everyone is welcome to submit their ideas!

]

[Xia Yan:

Light weapons upgrade! The weapon store will soon release a light machine gun suitable for medium and long-range suppression, and a submachine gun for close-quarters street fighting. For more details, please stay tuned!

]

[Luca:

A large number of refugees are approaching, and we are running out of food, I hope everyone can reduce food wastage.

]

[Today's recommended recipe:

Boiled shofar potatoes, green wheat porridge

]

Tail: Medal?! Wait, does this mean, there will be physical medals in the future?!! ∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Quit Smoking: Holy shit! The soldier's profession has been enhanced at an epic level! Fortunately, I took up soldiering as my second profession! (Smiling)

Escaping Mole: Collecting enthusiasts must be ecstatic! Doesn't this deserve an Alpha 0.91 update?

Night Ten: Ample Time is awesome! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ample Time: What does it have to do with me? (Roll eyes)

Yaya: By the way, the recommended recipe today is very bland. Is it even enough for the administrator? (*'·v·)

Irene: Maybe the administrator has eaten too much fish and meat recently, so he plans to try something different this time. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Night Ten: Dawn: Huh? How did you know what I was thinking? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

The topics on the forum were mainly focused on the upcoming Alpha 1.0 version and the launch of the medal system.

As for the new weapons that Xia Yan was about to release, nobody seemed to care.

After all, the barrel and receiver were all made by Steel Plant 81. The two factory directors were spamming on the forum every day, and exchanging the production process of seamless steel pipes with some netizens who were much more capable than that god damn Mosquito.

They already knew what the new weapons would be on the shelves, and the only suspense was probably the name of the weapon.

Last time, it was LD-47 (Sickle), so what name would they give this time?

They won’t call it Hammer now, will they?

...

In addition to the serious discussion threads, there were also those who were making fun of Sideline Slacking.

Worrying that the teammates who went to the forum to wait for the respawning cooldown could not find a home, Eye Owe Money opened a special post and tagged everyone.

- Time to claim your reward! The result for today's death lotto draw is... Twenty! Unfortunately, I guessed six, which is still too conservative. But it doesn't matter, because no one guessed it correctly, so the result is a draw! A world where no one loses money is achieved.( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Makka Pakka: Hahaha, a morgue team confirmed! Wait no, what the fuck?! I'm dead too!

Construction Boy: Damn it! I was having such fun using the machine gun to sweep those marauders, but then I lost my connection! I didn't even get to finish the free ammunition given by the mission! (Angry)

Eye Owe Money: It's okay. I finished them for you. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Construction Boy: That's mine!

Sideline Slacking: Hey guys, sorry for not being able to bring you back to the outpost alive.

Sideline Slacking felt like he was really torn apart when he said that.

The first time he led the team was to fight with mutant humans on No. 76 street.

From then on, as long as he was the captain, the mission would not be smooth, and he often suffered 10,000 tons of critical damage. Some people even ridiculed him, saying that next time, he should just wear a gas mask and cosplay the

Death Korps of Krieg

. But he himself always felt that he must have been targeted by the developers. Otherwise, why would his team always suffer?

Fortunately, his teammates did not blame him.

Eye Owe Money: It's alright, I feel much better seeing you waiting for the respawning CD on the forum too.

Spring Water Commander:

Pat head

. You did your best.

Drumhead Washing Machine: Hahaha, +1, what's the big deal? How can you not die when you play games? Our Makka Pakka has died so many times already, but he's still smiling all day.

Makka Pakka: Screw you! What do you mean so many times? I was deliberately nerfed by the developers, alright!

Construction Boy: Light: Slander me one more time, I'll do it again.

Makka Pakka: @#%!

The dead players were still making shit posts on the forum, but the smart players had already started to design patterns.

No matter what the mysterious gift Xiaoyu said was, this was an opportunity to design game currency!

If adopted, wouldn't they enter the Hall of Fame?

In the future, all the players on the server would use the currency designed by them, which was awesome whenever they thought about it!

...

On the road to the south of Heavenly Water City, a 100 man force was retreating.

𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Because they came in a hurry and left in a hurry, everyone looked tired and sat listlessly in the truck.

Also sitting in the truck, the man with only a tuft of hair on his head had a gloomy expression on his face.

Opposite him sat Yu, Beaver, Iron Knee, and other squad leaders who lowered their heads and looked at the mud on their boots with their bodies trembling heavily at the moment. All of them were afraid to breathe.

Kevin, sitting next to Steel Teeth, comforted him. "At least we annihilated one of their elites, and the situation is not as bad as imagined."

Steel Teeth gritted his teeth and growled, "Why do they also have the Army's weapons?"

"It's not surprising to see the Army's weapons here. What you should worry about is that they not only have the Army's weapons but also have their own standard weapons."

Looking at the seized assault rifle in his hand, Kevin, who didn't take the victory or defeat to his heart, had a look of interest in his eyes.

The design of the rifle was very clever. Especially the casing structure, which was very simple, retro, even.

However, it was surprisingly durable.

The Army's assault rifle adopted a similar design idea, but the number of assault rifles in the army was not too large, and it was generally issued to elite troops or squad leaders.

In the Army, a large number of light infantry filling the front line and attacking the enemy line were mainly using long bayonets and bolt-action rifles, and the supporting firepower was mainly provided by one or two machine gunners.

After all, the lifespan of a clone infantryman on the front line was too short. Let alone an automatic rifle, giving them an extra pack of bullets would be considered a waste.

If they had a production capacity that would ignore that kind of wastage, it was much better to produce two more shells for the artillery units.

"If they can stamp receivers, that means they can also stamp bullet casings... This thing is much more powerful than an iron-barreled rifle."

Hearing Kevin's words, Steel Teeth frowned. "Is there any difference?"

The Bonechewer Clan could also imitate the Army's ammunition and weapons; although less efficient, they had a sufficient number of slaves.

In addition to taking over a large amount of the Army's inventory, and having the support of the Torch Church, he didn't think it was something impressive to be able to make weapons.

It was only a matter of time before their main force crushed those ants!

However, since that was something that his staff officer said, Steel Teeth still took it seriously.

Kevin nodded and said succinctly. "Yes, and the difference is huge."

Looking out of the truck and gazing towards the south, the man with the bulging nose bridge narrowed his eyes slightly. "It means they already have some industrial capability, if only a little."

"These people are not easy to deal with!"