Chapter 218.2: The Recoil Is Massive, But It's So Damn Powerful!

Old White and Ample Time came over and looked at the two factory managers of Steel Plant 81. "So, what do you think? Is it doable? Can you make one of these that can be carried around easily?"

The two managers looked at each other.

"Well, once we make it, you can't call it a cannon anymore.”

"Indeed."

Not caring about such trivial matters, Old White said with a hearty smile, "Then what do you think it should be called?"

Athlete Foot thought for a while. When his eyes fell on the modified breastplate of Old White’s exoskeleton, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Lance! We’ll call it the Lance!"

Looking at Bathroom Goer on the side, Athlete Foot continued to speak with sparkling eyes. "How about calling it the Lance Anti-tank Rifle?"

He had also estimated that the cost was about 900 silver coins, and the price could be set at 1000 or 950 silver coins for interested players.

The ammunition was the same as the cannon, and it didn’t even need to be changed.

𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

When the number of awakened players increased, this equipment would definitely sell like crazy!

Knowing what he was thinking, Bathroom Goer gave a thumbs up excitedly. "Great, brother, I think it’s a great name! But since it is 20mm, it still should be considered a cannon, right?"

"Tsk, don't sweat the small stuff. As long as it is an awesome weapon, nothing else is important!"

Damn it!

Looking at these two people, Mosquito standing beside them looked envious.

Obviously, he also saw the commercial potential of the weapon.

They were all arms dealers, but how could he not make such an awesome weapon?

It looked like he had to work harder!

...

As the end of December drew closer, the Wartime Regulations entered the 25th day of implementation.

If it wasn’t extended, the regulation was already halfway through its implementation time.

In the past 25 days, both the steel capacity of the new industrial zone and the literacy of workers had doubled.

Thanks to the night school and study group system implemented in the new industrial area, after the 12-hour shift, the foremen in the factory would organize the workers to learn literacy, numeracy, and geometric drawing.

Literacy was their focus.

According to the regulations of the new industrial zone, knowledge of basic characters was one of the main assessment criteria for promotion from apprentice to full-time worker.

Once upgraded to a regular worker, not only would their daily salary be doubled from 2 silver coins to 4 silver coins, and a long-term and stable labor contract be signed with the factory, but it was also even possible to become a foreman directly employed by the shelter.

Those foremen with VMs were enviable to ordinary workers, not only could they communicate with the blue coats, but it was also said that their daily salary had risen to 5 silver coins!

Therefore, the workers' enthusiasm for learning was very high, especially the migrants from far away.

They were the most eager to stay, and the most eager to get the approval of the native people of the territory. They wanted to identify with the blue coats!

Apart from the development of the industrial zone, what made Chu Guang most gratified were his players.

So far, 13 players of them had awakened.

5 of them were the strength type, 3 were of the agility type, 2 were perception type players, 2 were constitution type players, and the last was an intelligence type.

Sideline Slacking, who often walked on the edge of life and death, and became the second perception type awakening player in the entire server after Night Ten.

The talents unlocked by the two were pretty good, and with their different style of play, they should be able to discover a lot of fun uses for their talents.

Then there were Elf Wang, who was keen on hunting, Escaping Mole, the editor of Mole's Daily, and Tomato Eggs, the constitution player who always rushed to the front, and Irene, who liked to practice internal technique.

These were all players who entered the game early, and they were mainly agility type and constitution type.

The batch of players who entered the game later had also reached LV9, which was approaching the brink of a breakthrough. It was expected that they would break through within a month.

However, the intelligence type, unlike other sequences, was extremely polarized, and there was even a clear fault line in the higher levels.

So far, among all intelligence type players, only Gale had reached LV10.

The remaining intelligence type players didn't even reach LV9, and only some were at the peak of LV8.

Another surprise to Chu Guang was that the leveling speed of intelligence type players in Lifestyle Profession seemed to be faster than in Combat Profession.

For example, Teng Teng had been LV8 for a while, and she should be able to have a breakthrough soon.

Maybe the second awakened intelligence type player would be a Lifestyle Profession player who didn't go to the front line and didn’t fight monsters often...

Players on the official website forum had debated whether it was reasonable or not.

Especially Old Brother Mole, who even opened a post on this matter.

[My views on intelligence type, written on the eve of Alpha 1.0]

- Hello, everyone, I'm your big-nosed mole. What I wrote today is not a guide, but a little insight.

- As more and more players awaken, the strength type players has once again confirmed the fact that it is a sequence favored by the developers, and has become the undisputed the best sequence of the current version.

- And the intelligence type is still sitting on the bench without any accident. It has become the only sequence that has been weak from beginning to end since the game's test. It is absolutely the worst sequence of the Alpha test version.

- I have predicted the rise time of the intelligence type more than once, but I have been ruthlessly slapped by the developers in the face repeatedly. From the arrival of the Pioneer, to the appearance of the gameplay of the scientific expedition team, it seems that there are opportunities to rise again and again. However, not all players have been able to benefit from it, and only a few players got lucky. But even so, those lucky ones of intelligence type still need to make a hundred times of effort to barely catch up with the taillights of other sequences.

- The dark cloud over the intelligence type has never dissipated. Even if one or two players occasionally unlock different gameplay, their experience cannot be applied to others.

- Every common sense or convention about MMORPG seems to be invalid in the intelligence type. It's like an abandoned sequence, maybe the developers didn't intend to design the sequence in the beginning.

- After all, its role is really difficult to reflect intuitively, and its gameplay that can be expanded is not as rich as several other sequences.

- This was what I thought at first, but then I began to gradually realize that maybe it wasn't that the intelligence type was deliberately ignored by the devs, but that the sequence was originally designed that way.

- Fighting monsters and leveling up is not everything in this game, just like life is not just about further studies and promotions... From the moment you enter the game, you can feel from many places that the game company is deliberately creating this atmosphere.

- They made Wasteland Online a near-real world, made NPCs human-like. And in addition to the elements of violence and destruction, they gave their players a very different path, which is creation.

- Use your creativity and ingenuity to change this declining planet and plant the flag of the Federation of People all the way to the edge of the Kuiper Belt.

- Perhaps, this is the answer that belongs to the intelligence type in this version!

- It's also an easter egg left to us by the game designers.

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Reading the post from the beginning to the end, Chu Guang had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"What a talent..."

Honestly, he didn't think about it in such detail.

But there seemed to be nothing wrong with the interpretation.

By adding a recommended label to the post, Chu Guang continued to scroll down the forum.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a post that was completely different from the current hot topic on the forum.

- Speaking of which, it's almost New Year's Day, where are you going to celebrate it?

It was actually a post made by Yaya.

Since the beginning of winter, she had been very active on the forum. After all, for her, who was not good at fighting and only good at feeding, there were too few things to do in the game.

New Year's Eve...

Looking at the post, Chu Guang's face suddenly showed a little melancholy.

That was an important holiday.

He still remembered that he died in March, came to this world in April, and found Shelter 404 in September.

It has almost been a year...

He didn't have any family members to miss, his previous life had been occupied by work, and his friends were basically on the Internet, so after coming to this world, he didn't even think about finding his way home.

Why go back?

At least in the shelter, he could take other people's rent.

Continuing to scroll down, he saw that some people in the post said that they planned to spend time with their family and maybe browse the posts on the forum. Some others didn't seem to care; after all, the time in the game did not conflict with real life, and at most, they would log into the game later than usual.

Chu Guang stared at the post for a while, then suddenly called out, "Little Seven."

Little Seven's voice floated gently from the side. "Hmm... I'm here, Master."

Chu Guang thought for a while and said, "New Year's Day is coming soon. Do you think we should hold an event such as celebrating a festival or something?”

Little Seven buzzed, "Huh? Is it the same celebration as before? But Master... It seems that we don't have enough food."

"I know," Chu Guang sighed softly, "but we have to commemorate the end of year 211 of the Wasteland Era... Is there a cheaper way to celebrate?"

It was said that there were many festivals in pre-war society. After all, the average working time per person added up to less than 300 hours a year.

Coupled with the double prosperity of culture and technology, almost every two days was a festival before the war.

But after the Wasteland Era, there were no longer any festivals.

There was nothing good to celebrate, and even the weather was often chaotic.

Coupled with the loss of culture, many people knew nothing about the Federation of People except their language.

Some small and medium-sized survivors' settlements mainly based on farming would selectively reserve some festivals to celebrate the bumper harvest and pray for next year's harvest, but this obviously did not include Baker Street, where scavenging and hunting were the main business, and most people in Brown Farm were slaves.

It just so happened that the survivors’ settlements in the northern suburbs of Clearspring City were mostly these two types, and maybe one more relay-station-style settlement that did business with merchants.

Chu Guang has been in the wasteland for almost a year, but he has never seen the scavengers on Baker Street celebrate anything.

But if there was a festival, it could not only boost people's morale, but also increase people's sense of belonging and cultural identity.

After all, in addition to the players on his territory, there were refugees from all over the world.

He had to find a way to unite them and festivals and celebrations were simply a perfect solution.

Little Seven was silent for a while, not knowing whether it was searching for something in its database or seriously thinking about this issue.

After a long time, the well-behaved voice floated back weakly. "Hmm... Little Seven thinks... It's the wasteland after all... There's no need to refer to the festivals on Earth. Maybe... We can just take the opportunity to celebrate and encourage everyone to try some new food? In the name of the festival, give an award to the most creative recipe or something."

Try some new food?

And give out an award for the most creative recipe?

Chu Guang was slightly taken aback.

For a split second, he even changed his evaluation of the little dustbin.

Could this robot be...

A genius?!