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Chapter 116: The First Bank in Wasteland OL Goes Live

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: The First Bank in Wasteland OL Goes Live

Official Website:

[Wasteland OL Closed Beta Server alpha0.6 Version Update Announcement.]

[Major Updates:

1. The number of closed beta players has increased to 250.

2. New "Banking System" added!

3. VM updated the "Property" page!

]

[Optimization:

1. Added richer activity trails for the Nomads, Autumn Grass Autumn Leaf sisters’ booth is getting busier.

2. Enhanced NPC individuality, if you anger Boss Xia, next time the items might be more expensive.

3. A richer variety of food, today’s recommended recipes are milk stewed with mushrooms, and salt-grilled dried little fish.

4. Fixed a small number of bugs.

5. ...

]

[With the increase in player numbers, the Player Manual and User Covenant have been updated to version 4.0, including the new Treaty on Interactions with Refugees. Please check in time if you’ve obtained the closed beta qualification to avoid a poor gaming experience.]

[Current number of reservations: 2333 people]

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Night Ten: "Let me see, who’s part of the dark curtain this time? (joking)"

Canyon Escaping Mole: "The bank! The banking system is out!"

Thunder Mage Professor Yang: "Damn! How come I am not included again! T.T"

Outline Human Veggie Master: "I don’t care! If I’m not there, it’s a dark curtain!"

Grandpa Ao: "Haha, stop acting, robots. I won’t make a reservation anyway, you could kill me and I still wouldn’t reserve, haha, just forcefully deceiving, can’t make a reservation at all."

Elena: "Dude, how would you know if you can’t make a reservation without ever trying? Could it be... (joking)"

Canyon Escaping Mole: "Wait, you guys aren’t paying attention to the banking system? This update actually has a bank!!"

Old White: "...Isn’t the in-game bank just a place to store money? What’s there to be excited about."

Night Ten: "Exactly, what are you thinking? That you could get a loan or something? (joking)"

Canyon Escaping Mole: "Uh, well, guess you’re right, haha."

To say that it’s simply a place to store money is not completely accurate.

In other games, such a feature would definitely be for the convenience of players, but in Wasteland OL, it’s definitely for the convenience of Chu Guang.

The number of Silver Coins is limited, and now, on average, each player’s storage locker is stuffed with fifty or sixty coins, which adds up to no small sum.

Especially for big dogs like Mosquito, who just ordered a cannon barrel and their funds went to the enterprise account of Shelter No. 81 Steel Factory, would now probably have two hundred coins saved up.

Plus, as money circulation at Outpost Base is getting higher and higher, not only are the players using their own issued money, but the nearby refugees are gradually accepting these Coins.

Recalling Coins is imperative.

And opening a bank is undoubtedly the best choice!

For players, being able to store money in a bank is surely going to be much more convenient than now. Death penalties in Wasteland OL include full drops, so many people need to make a trip back to the shelter to get money when they want to buy something, which is really troublesome.

Why not integrate the currency system into the VM, create personal accounts for each player, which not only makes it convenient for yourself to "print money", but also makes it easier for players to spend money.

Later, within the signal coverage of Outpost Base, transactions could be completed directly between two VM devices.

Moving straight into the era of mobile payment, isn’t that wonderful?

As usual, after making the announcement, Chu Guang immediately updated the post he had just edited on the official website.

This update was quite significant.

It was necessary to have a good chat with his leek-followers.

Light: "Hello everyone, I’m your dearest planner! After slaughtering 12 siege engineers, the Outpost Base finally had enough food! So we specially recruited 50 little players into the game, let’s give a round of applause for the Exalted Ones!"

"Let’s put the Exalted Ones aside for a moment, after five days and nights of continuous meetings, the department finally made a decision to add a sub-page called ’Property’ in VM."

"Through this page, as long as you are within the signal coverage of the Shelter, you can conveniently access a range of personal properties, including bank account balances, land, shops, stocks, etc."

"Of course, this also includes your equipment!"

"Yes, as more and more players join the server, I believe you are all good kids who abide by the rules, but to avoid unnecessary disputes, we’ve decided to introduce an equipment ’binding’ service to maintain fairness and justice on a programming level!"

"Any equipment you feel is valuable can be photographed, scanned for registration at the Manager’s Assistant NPC, and you can fill in the record price yourself. Once the scan is complete, the equipment will be bound to your personal account and registered on VM’s ’Property’ page in both image and text format. The service fee is a minimum of 1 Silver Coin, and for a record price over 100 Silver, it is charged at 1%."

"Equipment that is bound will be protected by the Shelter’s legal system, and even if it is picked up by other players, they cannot change the ownership of the equipment. If the equipment is unfortunately lost due to death or other reasons, players need only pay 10% of the ’registration record price’ as a security deposit to claim ownership of the equipment. The player who picks up the equipment must return it to the Shelter within a time limit, and at the same time, the returner will receive the ’security deposit’ paid by the owner as a reward."

"If the latter refuses to return the equipment, or even maliciously abandons or damages it, they will be punished for theft, destruction of personal property crime, in accordance with the rules within the game and the Player Manual. In addition, depending on the situation, the equipment owner can also set an additional bounty and provide more details including the location where it was lost, to issue a bounty quest for the equipment, seeking help from other players."

"Remember, rules only constrain the moral baseline, even for unbound equipment, we do not recommend that you take other people’s equipment as your own. Your actions will influence others’ evaluations, and a noble character shines brightly in both the real world and the virtual. Do not lose much for something small."

"Additionally, based on suggestions from the players, we are developing a ’Social Credit Score’ system on top of the existing social functions. Players with high credit scores will be more likely to trigger high-quality quests and get a better gaming experience. At present, the system is running as a hidden parameter for trial, and it is expected to be displayed on your personal homepage after the closed beta phase."

"In short! The biggest change affecting everyone this time is that you can now make direct payments using VM! No more having to worry about counting money!"

"To facilitate the newly developed Banking System, we’ve arranged for a special NPC to serve as the first bank president of Shelter No. 404!"

"Wish you all a happy gaming! I’m off to work overtime."

The post went live and immediately skyrocketed in popularity, breaking a hundred replies after a few refreshes.

All the good names have been taken by dogs: "Wait a minute, who exactly is this special NPC?!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Planner big brother, don’t go!"

Night Ten: "Cold shivers! Ah Guang is keeping us in suspense again!"

There are really mosquitoes in WC: "Damn it! Can we see this in the game now?"

Fang Chang: "I don’t think so, it’s still nighttime in the game, other than the NPCs managing the warehouses and food stores, who else would be on duty?"

Without replying to the individual posts, Chu Guang closed the Forum and casually started a game of Napoleon: Total War.

But after not many turns, Chu Guang got bored.

Mainly because it lacked immersion.

"Tsk, these lobster soldiers, how wimpy can they get?"

"Face them head-on, one volley, a flank charge, and their flag turns white. Get face-to-face, then fix bayonets and stab! Why run, der?"

"Sigh, rubbish, I’m not playing anymore."

Compared to his own players, they’re just trash!

After closing the game, Chu Guang thought maybe he should download a mod that boosts morale?

That might feel more immersive.

...

After closing Napoleon: Total War, Chu Guang ended up opening Stars again, and after maxing out technology, he started to idle and unintentionally watched the sea all night long.

Chu Guang dozed off in the middle, and by the time he came to, the fallen underlings he had carelessly let out had been devoured by his xenophobic vassals.

Glancing at the time, wow, it was already morning!

If he slept now, when he got up, he could go to the North Gate to browse the players’ market.

Chu Guang suddenly realized it wasn’t just Boss Xia who had become complacent. Ever since the downfall of the Blood Hand Clan, he had been living too comfortably, making him a bit lax.

This wouldn’t do.

He still hadn’t finished clearing out the Mutant tribe on Street No. 76, the harsh winter had just begun, and after the winter ended, there were even more severe challenges waiting.

Reinvigorated, Chu Guang put on the Exoskeleton, slung the hammer behind his back, and stretched his stiff bones and muscles.

Today was Little Fish’s first official day on the job!

Even if she needed to catch up on some sleep, it would have to wait.

Chu Guang mustered up his energy and headed for the elevator.

And as he stood on the elevator heading to the surface, a crowd of players had already densely gathered in front of the main entrance of the sanatorium.

"Is this the bank?"

"The official website said it was here."

"Why are there no NPCs?"

"I guess it’s not time yet!"

The bank of the Outpost Base was at the end of the first-floor corridor of the sanatorium.

Since the bank was still in its trial operation phase, the land had just been marked on the map and the foundation work hadn’t even started, so they temporarily borrowed an empty room on the first floor of the sanatorium as a storefront, which admittedly looked a bit rough around the edges.

The only furniture here was a table and a chair, and a wooden sign hung at the entrance—with the word "Bank" written on it in big characters.

Players surrounded the place with faces full of curiosity and excitement, whispering to their teammates from time to time.

At that moment, a slim figure squeezed through the crowd and under the watchful eyes of everyone, walked over to the table at the bank’s entrance and took a seat.

With so many eyes on her, Little Fish’s heart felt like a deer had run into it, thumping uncontrollably.

But thinking about how she could finally help Brother Chu, she took a deep breath and silently cheered herself on in her heart.

Come on, Little Fish!

You can definitely do it!

Recalling the lines she had memorized the night before, she bravely lifted her head.

"Bank, bank!"

"We’re open now..."

Perhaps it was her unfamiliarity with the players’ language, or perhaps it was just sheer nervousness.

Little Fish, straining with all her might, accidentally set the tone too high for the first two words, which climbed to the ceiling. As a result, her voice faded more and more like a deflating balloon, until it was completely a mosquito’s buzz at the end.

Her face turned red as if scalded by boiling water.

Seeing the atmosphere seemingly "cooling down," she desperately wanted to recover the situation but in her panic, she forgot her lines and even bit her tongue, the pain almost bringing her to tears.

Ashamed and wishing she could just disappear into a crack in the ground, Little Fish held back the tears and the pain, and ultimately completed her task with determination.

"Do you want, want to deposit money?"

For a moment, Little Fish felt that she had let down Brother Chu’s expectations, as well as the sacred and honorable profession.

Oh...

So embarrassing!

However, Little Fish, whose face was red as an apple, didn’t realize that her two-sentence introduction had unexpectedly made the atmosphere at the scene explode with excitement.

"Ah ah ah ah, so cute!"

"Ah Weh is dead!"

"Not good! The tail’s HP is depleted!"

"Let me ask, is this a nurturing game? The official site said it was a nurturing game, right? When will card drawing be available? I’m gonna whale!"

"Can I deposit RMB!! Don’t stop me; I want to go ALL IN!" (Voice cracks)

"Hey, hey, little sister, do you like mushrooms? Wait for tonight, your sister will treat you to mushroom soup! So slurpy, so fragrant!"

"Danger! Go tell Teng Teng, Crow Boss is about to be stolen by Little Fish!"

"What the hell are you talking about? Who’s going to manage her!"

Confused by the players surrounding her, Little Fish blinked her eyes.

With only a few sentences learned, she couldn’t understand what they were saying, and her VM did not translate that indistinguishable chatter.

However, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Looking into their eyes, they must have recognized her, right?

With that thought, the little girl’s confidence was reignited, and the despair from forgetting her lines was replaced with boundless energy.

Go Little Fish!

She couldn’t let down Brother Chu—or the "players’" expectations!

"If you’d like to make a deposit, please line up."

"Please leave your coins with Little Fish before you head out on an adventure. She will take good care of them for you!"

"Be careful out there!"

Players orderly queued up, placing their silver coins on the table.

Little Fish, now getting into the swing of things, meticulously counted the silver coins and copper coins on the table.

She carefully counted each coin twice, then sorted them into a box next to her, and used a VM device dedicated to work to deposit the amounts into the players’ accounts.

Bank work gradually got on track. Chu Guang, who had been observing from the sidelines, finally nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad.

It seemed his decision was the right one.

At first, Chu Guang had planned to appoint Old Luka as the bank manager, but Old Luka was only good at stocktaking and was honest enough. However, dealing with numbers, which taxed the brain, was somewhat challenging for him.

Moreover, Old Luka had more important tasks at hand.

Rather than reclaiming silver coins from players, Chu Guang needed a loyal servant to help him manage the other servants. For that role, only Old Luka, who came from a serf background, was most suitable. Nobody else would do.

After much consideration, the best person for bank manager really was Little Fish.

A game bank manager was different from one in the real world; in the game context, the role was more akin to customer service or a teller.

Diligence, stubbornness, honesty, and keeping promises were all virtues of Little Fish, and these could be seen with one’s own eyes.

In addition, she herself was hardworking and smart enough to have learned Arabic numerals and basic arithmetic in just one day, and memorized lines before bed.

Such efficiency would be enough to make a certain weapon shop owner feel ashamed!

And most importantly, Little Fish’s presence easily earned favorable impressions from the players. Those bright, clear eyes like morning dew could even make silver coins pale in comparison.

If Little Fish were to be the bank manager, Chu Guang believed the players would surely work even harder and willingly hand over their hard-earned silver coins.

Well, when you have your Little Kali as the manager, surely you wouldn’t keep harping on about street lamps, right?

Could you bear it?

Wouldn’t your conscience hurt?

Would it be okay not to call out "Daddy Developer"?

It was hard to argue with that logic.

Finally, glancing at the long line stretching from the bank door to the outside of the infirmary, Chu Guang turned and left with satisfaction.

At the same time, not far from the infirmary, at the weapon shop.

Its doors had been open for a while, but thus far, not a single customer had come.

Xia Yan sat at the entrance of the weapon shop, bored, occasionally glancing toward the bank. When someone finally came out and headed towards the southern industrial zone, she couldn’t help but yawn. Boss Xia picked up her tools, smoothed out the dented copper skins, fitted them into the molds, hammered them into shape, and filled in the primer.

She had the nagging feeling that she had fallen out of favor.

"How odd."

No one had come to bother her all day.

She wasn’t even sleepy anymore.

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(Thanks to "marttty" for the Lord tier reward!!!)

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