This Game Is Too Real
Chapter 105: Brother Ba Feels Uncomfortable Not Planting Something

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Brother Ba Feels Uncomfortable Not Planting Something

After the Alpha 0.5 version of the Game had been online for a while, everyone finally began to get the hang of the new gameplay after a few days of research.

The official website saw a surge of popular posts.

There were professional strategy analyses, and some sand sculptures were just rambling.

Little Crap Talker: "This winter is just too cold. My hands are about to crack from trying to fish, and last time a bunch of idiots even stole one from me, damn it! QAQ"

Xiao Xiaosha the Bookworm: "Has anyone seen Trash Older Brother? I haven’t seen him in days."

Gnome King Riches: "I’ve seen him! He’s tried to go out several times and ended up fainting from the cold, getting dragged back in, and one time it was even Manager himself who dragged him. That guy is now pondering stuffing a furnace into his clothes, haha."

There Really Are Mosquitoes: "I designed a heating liner for him, which should work with a cotton jacket. But there are two unsolved problems now: no battery, and it easily sets the jacket on fire."

Elena: "Why not try replacing electric heating with a kerosene stove? (amused)"

There Really Are Mosquitoes: "!! Very good idea! Now we’ve only got one problem left! (gritting teeth)"

Pick up Trash 99 Level: "Are you guys trying to kill me?! (terrified)"

Winter indeed is not too friendly toward Trash Older Brother, where Lizards are supposed to be hibernating, going out might have been a mistake in the first place.

But staying in the shelter all the time also meant there was nothing to do, and he had to spend money every day on food. He still hadn’t paid back Brother Mosquito’s loan, which made Trash Older Brother very desperate.

Fortunately, his buddies from the Bull Horse group were all suggesting bad ideas, and the most feasible one right now seemed to be to come up with a set of heated armor.

As long as over sixty percent of the body could be heated, maintaining body temperature shouldn’t be a problem.

If worse comes to worst, carry a steam pot on your back, boil water while pulling the cart, and you could even spray hot water in the face of an enemy in a pinch, or turn around and make a cup of tea for a thirsty teammate.

Tea-serving soldiers on the battlefield, extremely practical.

Escaped Vole in the Canyon: "Speaking of which, there are quite a few Blue Jackets in the new room on level B2, haha, Crow no longer has to worry about dying without clothes on!"

Crow: "Punch you in the nose! ψ(*｀ー´)ψ"

Wild Wind: "I recommend switching to hunting gear for long trips, Blue Jackets are one less every time they’re used, and even a small hole can significantly decrease their warmth."

Construction Youth and Bricks: "You don’t need to be so thrifty, clothes are for wearing, not for worshiping. Who knows, maybe we’ll find a pile more when we unlock floor B3. But on another note, the boots in Vine Cottage are simply amazing, once I put them on, I felt like I turned into a dog."

Teng Teng: "...I’ll take that as a compliment."

...

After reading through the idle chat section of the Forum, Chu Guang looked toward the strategy section. Usually, the analytic posts on the square would get featured by Xiao Qi and then moved to the strategy section.

The IDs in this section were always the same few familiar faces.

Like Escaped Vole in the Canyon.

This guy had specifically created a post to study the NPCs at the brick factory, even summarizing the dialogue "text" into a tree diagram.

His diligence was a bit unnecessary.

"Hello everyone, I’m your Big-Nosed Mole. According to my three days of continuous missions and research, I’ve basically figured out the NPCs at the Bull Horse Brick Factory!"

"As per usual, let’s start with the conclusion, these NPCs are not as intelligent as Xia Yan, the weapon shop proprietor, or Warehouse Manager Luka!"

"Take the foremen, for example. They have the most lines recorded—over twenty different phrases. But the other brick burners are rather dumb, only saying ’Thank you,’ ’Yes,’ ’Command acknowledged,’ and ’Brick burner.’ I speculate this is because either the NPCs’ texts aren’t finished yet, or, since they aren’t key story characters, they simply weren’t programmed with similar linguistic functions."

"However, curiously, from my observation, although these NPCs cannot communicate with players, they are not rigid in their actions. In fact, they are quite intelligent, and they even communicate with each other. Perhaps their programming kernel includes similar mechanical learning settings? Like observing player behavior through the main AI program and the subsidiary AI programs simulating deductions, ultimately, more NPCs capable of normal interaction will emerge? Just thinking about it is pretty exciting!"

"I’m clueless, waiting for cryptography and linguistics experts to research. It’s still unclear whether the Game Company has created a language similar to the Hilichurl language or if it’s just generated random phonetic symbols through artificial intelligence technology. But whichever it is, it’s pretty shocking!"

"What’s for sure is that only NPCs with a VM can achieve smooth communication with players and trigger missions. However, each NPC can only trigger one mission per day, and the reward is a mere 5 bronze coins, which is way too little! I strongly suggest that the official authorities adjust the mission rewards or increase the trigger limit, changing it so each person can trigger 5 times. That would be more reasonable."

Mole Old Brother’s posts were always of high quality, with 100+ follow-up replies.

Chu Guang briefly looked at the post, not expecting this little player to be so idle as to dig out all the text he had designed.

"It’s only natural for the rewards to be small—the two foremen aren’t key NPCs. They were just added as Easter eggs to enrich the game’s content."

In other words, it is simply to satisfy your strong curiosity.

A 20-pound big catfish delivered to the NPC warehouse could be exchanged for at least 1 Silver Coin, and you could sell the fish soup to players in the northern gate market for at least 5 Silver Coins if it’s tasty.

Consider the 5 bronze coins lost on the task as charitable giving.

Of course, many players also speculated in the comments that the reason the mission earnings were unreasonable might be because part of the reward was distributed in the form of affection.

As for what the foreman NPC’s affection was useful for, it remained a mystery.

However, including Mole himself, most players expressed understanding in the discussion.

It’s an open-world Game, after all.

The real fun of course lies in exploration.

Perhaps that "Thank you" is the real reward, and the 5 bronze coins are just an extra gift. With that in mind, the entire game instantly fills with positive energy.

Closing Mole Old Brother’s post, Chu Guang scrolled the mouse, continued looking down, and soon saw another familiar ID.

However, this ID is rarely seen in the strategy section; Chu Guang often sees him posting in the chat section, clamoring to farm.

Makabazi: "Brothers, I can’t take it anymore! I want to farm! Isn’t it reasonable to want to farm in a farming game? Tomorrow I’ll set up a greenhouse to give it a try, throw a plastic roof on top, put a brazier inside, burn charcoal to raise the temperature—I refuse to believe it won’t work!!"

Night Ten: "Go for it, old bro! Just don’t set yourself on fire when you light it!"

Fang Chang: "Hahaha, watch out for carbon monoxide poisoning. This game makes some weird things very realistic; I remember Mosquito almost set himself on fire last time."

WC really has Mosquitoes: "Need Goblin technology? We not only sell explosive effects but also fertilizers for farming. (joking)"

Makabazi: "No money! QAQ"

WC really has Mosquitoes: "No problem, we offer credit and financing services! A monthly interest of two percent, quite a bargain! (joking)"

Fang Chang: "Don’t listen to this guy. Just go to the warehouse and buy a sheet of paper, write a serious proposal, and submit it to the Manager. If the plan’s good, you might even get a subsidy."

Night Ten: "Right, Outpost Base is really short on food, I think it’s feasible!"

Makabazi: "Brother Fang Chang is awesome! Damn, how did I forget about that!"

Wild Wind: "Speaking of farming, I suddenly remembered that when I was hunting, I saw a greenhouse ruin shaped like a tower in a residential area. I don’t know if there’s anything recyclable inside; we didn’t go in at the time. If you’re interested in farming, you might want to check it out and see if there’s anything useful."

Fang Chang: "True, I do have some memories of that big house. But it sounds like it won’t be easy to dismantle and bring over here, right?"

Wild Wind: "Just a suggestion."

Makabazi: "Thanks, everyone! I’m going to give it a try right now!"

Greenhouse greenhouses, eh.

Quite interesting.

Chu Guang watched the to-and-fro discussions in the post with great curiosity, stroking his chin.

In fact, from the pre-war maps, vertical farming technology was widely applied in Qingquan City.

However, this was not so much because the concept of vertical farming was outstanding but purely because controllable fusion had provided virtually unlimited energy to all sectors.

What does virtually unlimited energy mean?

It means that every grandiose flight of imagination had a foundation for realization, and the cost of energy could even be excluded completely from every aspect of social production.

From a screw in an industrial machine to a grain of rice on a supermarket shelf.

For those still constructing their Utopia, this era of extreme affluence is hard to comprehend.

"I really want to see the pre-war era."

Unfortunately, those two diaries didn’t mention anything specific about the pre-war world.

Chu Guang, after finishing the interesting posts in the forum, stood up and went outside the shelter.

The north wind was howling.

The snow on the ground had already passed the knee.

In order to prevent the snow from blocking traffic, Chu Guang had no choice but to have Old Luka issue a task to clear the snow, recruiting two Strength Type newbies to clear the snow from the main road.

Silver Coin per hour, the two newbies held shovels and worked away gleefully.

At this time, a player holding an application form hurried over from the direction of the warehouse.

It was none other than Makabazi, who was active in the forum discussions.

"Respected Manager! I believe our shelter needs more food, I want to build a greenhouse farm for our Outpost Base! Here is my plan, please allow me ten minutes of your time to explain it in detail—"

"Approved."

Chu Guang interrupted his long-winded speech, glanced at the application form, and simply stuffed the paper, worth a Copper Coin, into his pocket.

Looking at Brother Ba who was agape, Chu Guang pondered for a moment and continued, "Your land is located in the western gate area along the lake of Outpost Base, spanning 20 acres, with fresh water and fertile soil needed for cultivation. The only trouble is, it’s an untamed piece of land, but I believe that won’t be a problem for you."

Seeing that Brother Ba still seemed to want to say something, Chu Guang promptly wrote out a check.

"Effective immediately, your ’Greenhouse Farm’ will have a budget of 2000 Silver Coins, and the mission is updated in your VM device. You can choose whether to accept this budget."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Makabazi became anxious upon hearing this.

Not because the budget was too small.

But because he had written the plan in such a hurry that he forgot to name his project and had directly titled the document as "Greenhouse Farm" at the top of the file.

However, Chu Guang would not give him the chance to change the name, finally stumbling upon a somewhat normal name.

"Do you want to give up the mission?" Chu Guang looked at him and asked.

Brother Ba swallowed hard.

After an internal struggle, lured by the Silver Coins, he finally nodded his head reluctantly but with a smile.

"I accept."

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