This Game Is Too Real
Chapter 165: The Carnival of the Non-Tribal and the Exalted

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: The Carnival of the Non-Tribal and the Exalted

Official Forum.

Xiao Xiaosha Chong: "Hahahaha! Awesome, I won a second prize! LD-47 Sickle Assault Rifle!"

WC True Mosquito: "I also got a second prize! Wait, the Iron Fist Rocket Launcher is disposable, right? Damn! That’s totally screwing us over!"

Night Ten: "Damn! Why are you guys so lucky, and I got only the guaranteed items from two advanced gift boxes: one Ten-Husband Long Pistol and one ’Opener’ Pipe Shotgun exclusively from the Army... This is even worse than the 7mm produced in Giant Stone City! Bad luck! Seriously bad luck!"

Makabazi: "Dying laughing, solid proof he’s Non-Tribal!"

Night Ten: "Red dot sight! Damn, I got a red dot sight from my medium-level gift box! Hahahaha!"

Makabazi: "%￥@#!"

The announcement for the gift box exchange had just been updated less than ten minutes ago, and the speed of refreshing posts on the official website had more than doubled.

There were those showing off their gift box prizes, those bragging about their activity points, those angrily cursing, and even those live streaming their face and hand washing.

The whole forum was bustling with excitement!

The reward pool for this expansion pack’s box opening was quite sincere.

Among the top prizes was an orange-yellow exoskeleton!

According to the panel data, in terms of load capacity and endurance, it far exceeded the KV-1 that Manager had used before, and it was equipped with a pinnacle chemical kinetic battery—the Metallic Hydrogen battery!

In the game setting, this kind of battery is already considered almost T1 technology, much higher than the high polymer azide compound batteries and solid hydrogen batteries mentioned in the background setting!

Although it’s called Miner Type I, that’s not the main point.

Wearing it, Strength Type muscle men can transform into big bosses, and Intelligence System pretty boys can instantly become super soldiers.

Since it operates on motion sensing rather than neural sensing, this suit places no requirements on attributes, meaning it’s a "level-less" God Equip!

As the special prize for this lottery draw, both advanced and medium-level gift boxes could produce it, though the former had a winning probability of 1%, and the latter only 0.1%.

Besides the special prize, the first prize in the advanced gift box also included the corporate standard weapon, the "Black Swan" G9 Assault Rifle.

The compact barrel and receiver, modular accessories, foldable stock, and in-built digital grey urban camouflage...everything was designed for urban terrain.

The 7mm caliber ammunition was extremely effective against both humans and Variants, especially since this gun can switch between fully automatic and semi-automatic, and even adjust the rate of fire under full-auto mode to either 60/200/700 rounds per minute.

The highest speed setting maxes out, turning the assault rifle into a submachine gun!

In the previous battle against the Army, Chu Guang had pulled twenty "Black Swans" off the Pioneer, with thirty-one red dot sights.

After the battle, he had been busy organizing the funerals, and Li De hadn’t had the heart to ask Chu Guang for them back, and of course, Chu Guang wouldn’t bring it up, so the matter had just been left there.

In this lottery draw’s reward pool, Chu Guang had put ten "Black Swans" in the advanced gift boxes and ten red dot sights in the medium-level gift boxes.

As for the rest, they were priced at 500 silver and 233 silver respectively and slowly sold off in the weapon shop.

This kind of gun is just for fun, as the ammo is really too expensive.

The big enterprise that provided ammo for the "Black Swan" G9 added X-4 fibers to all the loads, which theoretically could reach 133% of the blast speed of traditional smokeless gunpowder according to the design process.

Although Chu Guang had picked up quite a bit of X-4 fibers from the Carbon Dioxide Trap, it was impossible to set up a dedicated production line just for these twenty rifles, as there were just too few chamber and barrels that could withstand that chamber pressure. Most likely, they would end up using traditional smokeless gunpowder replicas, which definitely wouldn’t be as powerful as the original bullets.

But does that matter to the players?

Clearly not!

In the game, the guns just need to look cool!

This "Black Swan" undoubtedly fits that bill—its design screams European-style weapon. Wouldn’t you hit the jackpot if you were to draw it?

The drop rate for exoskeletons was absurdly low, but thinking about "Black Swan’s" drop rate was still reasonable, as nearly all players exchanging advanced blind boxes were aiming for it.

Chu Guang briefly checked the official website backend.

In just ten minutes, the whole server had opened over two hundred advanced gift boxes and nearly a thousand medium-level gift boxes—the boundary between Exalted and Non-Tribal became immediately apparent.

Three lucky players had drawn the "Black Swan," and five fortunate ones had opened red dot sights from medium-level gift boxes.

Almost everyone published their "award speeches" on the Forum, while the replies below were all, without exception, filled with envy.

Following the Dreamer: "Damn, inside job!"

Kevin with the broken leg: "This is too unfair, too unfair! Why don’t I have one! I don’t care, the officials are biased, unless they give me one too!"

Brother Mole on the run: "Unfair my ass! Always complaining! You think it’s simple to get God Equips without spending tens of thousands to reach V10? Have you seen a more generous operator?"

Mid-lane Sniper God Qi Ting: "Wuuu, Strategy Dad please, give me one too!"

The first batch of top prizes came out, and Chu Guang unexpectedly saw a familiar ID.

It was Brother Mole.

This guy had written a "trial experience" when he took his gun to the battlefield, and now he actually won one?

But, it didn’t matter who won it.

What mattered was, within just ten minutes, Chu Guang had drained half of the server’s activity points.

The little players who had finished opening their gift boxes were either showing off their rewards on the forum or feeling jealous and envious in the Europeans’ posts.

The official website’s traffic soared, the players were thrilled, more backseat drivers and random netizens were tempted and clicked to reserve. Chu Guang couldn’t count how many times he had won with this move.

Anyway, as long as he crushed it, it was fine!

Gnome King Riches: "Damn it! Why can’t this crappy game have microtransactions!"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Exactly! Strongly suggest the officials open up a recharge channel! I’d charge straight to V10 on the spot!"

Macabazi: "It’s unreasonable that you can’t buy activity points, I suggest the developers learn from Goose Company. Although it’s in the beta phase, as long as accounts aren’t wiped, I think microtransactions are totally feasible!"

Crow: "Yes, yes, at least fix the bug that doesn’t allow us to spend money! It’d be even better if they could release some more attractive clothes. QAQ"

Teng Teng: "! Are the clothes I made not pretty enough? Σ(゜ロ゜;)"

Night Ten: "Ms. Crow is right! (Funny Face)"

Elena: "+1! I support her unconditionally. (Funny Face)"

Watching the sand sculptures in the official forum, Chu Guang smiled slightly.

Just when he was planning to soothe those non-tribals who had used up their points, a post suddenly popped up.

Spring Water Commander: "Hahaha, exoskeleton! Hahahaha! I freaking won it!!!!"

Night Ten: "!"

Elena: "!!"

Fang Chang: "???"

The replies under the post instantly flooded the screen, covering over a hundred floors within just a minute.

A bunch of people were shouting in disbelief.

But before long, that little player named Spring Water Commander posted a screenshot of his winning record in the post, accompanied by a 1080p large funny face.

The mockery was just maxed out!

"Damn! Kill that European!"

"I’m crying! Why didn’t I get one! Dark curtain! It must be the developer’s alt!"

"Boss, are you selling? I’ll offer 2500 silver!"

"I’ll offer 3000!"

"5000!"

The bidding got more and more outrageous.

Unable to stand it anymore, Spring Water Commander jumped back in and replied, "Get lost, get lost, stop bluffing, do you even have that much money? Not selling, not selling! Even for ten thousand silver coins I wouldn’t sell!"

silver was definitely exaggerated.

Even if the won exoskeleton wasn’t bound compulsively and belonged to the "level-less" equipment in an MMORPG, it’s unlikely it would sell for twice the price.

Especially considering Wasteland OL didn’t allow creating alts yet, and large guilds hadn’t settled in, there’s no such tactic as "whole team supports one account."

1.1~1.5 times the price would be more reasonable.

Unless it’s open for public testing and large guilds move in, the prices would probably skyrocket.

It wasn’t just inside the Forum posts.

Even outside, on the rest of the Forum, there was a lot of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Initially, Chu Guang planned to console those Europeans but seeing the little players shouting about conspiracies, he felt too awkward to jump in.

He simply pretended not to see it.

Anyway, this unknown ID that couldn’t even be found in the T3 team, suddenly became famous across the entire Forum.

To be honest, even the Spring Water Commander was a bit confused. The moment he won, he felt incredibly light.

It was like living in a dream.

A set of exoskeletons, if used well, could easily boost someone from T3 to T2, and with some hard work, even to T1.

Without any hesitation, he logged into the Game.

He arrived at Boss Xia’s weapon shop and, just before closing time, quickly received the godly equipment that countless players dreamt about—

The Miner Type I Exoskeleton!

The orange-yellow paint and its oddly dull name didn’t diminish its coolness. If anything, it made it feel more like a "protagonist’s exclusive outfit."

As everyone knows, in mech anime, the protagonists always pilot training mechs, which mostly come in crappy yellow.

Spring Water Commander, seeing stars in his eyes, couldn’t let go of this equipment.

Could he be the legendary Chosen One?

The protagonist of an MMORPG novel?

That was just too lucky!

...

Niu Ma Club.

Night Ten, who had been chatting on the Forum, rushed in hurriedly.

"I just checked online, and the Miner Type I Exoskeleton is available at the weapon shop! But there are only 9 units available!"

Fang Chang: "How much??"

Night Ten: "2000 silver coins each, and 100 event points can be exchanged for a 10% discount coupon."

Wild Wind: "..."

WC Mosquito: "F*ck! What I need is that discount coupon?!"

Night Ten: "Hehe, you couldn’t buy it anyway because there are restrictions on purchasing exoskeletons from the weapon shop; you need a Citizen Contribution Level and a character Level of at least LV10 to make a purchase! And once purchased, it’s automatically bound to you and cannot be traded to other players, only sold back to the NPC shop."

WC Mosquito: "Shit! I am only LV6!"

Fang Chang: "Old White is currently the highest level in the server; these days, we are primarily focusing on conquering the ’Greenhouse Ruins’ in one go, hoping to level up."

The Strength Type, which leans more towards physical enhancement, levels up faster, whether it’s chopping trees or moving bricks.

Thus, even within the same team, while leveling up together, Old White’s leveling speed was a bit faster than theirs.

After the Strength Type, the next in line is the Body Constitution System for tanking, the Perception System for scouting, and Agility System mainly for dealing damage.

As for the Intelligence System, if not using neural connection equipment, it’s basically like being forcefully carried by the group, only being able to mix in a bit with the Agile System.

Wild Wind: "What about the raffle? Are the raffled items bound as well?"

Night Ten: "I just private messaged that Spring Water guy, and it seems like they are not."

Fang Chang: "Ah, envy those lucky bastards, damn it, I opened three advanced blind boxes, all trash."

Wild Wind: "Same here... that Ten-Husband Long Pistol uses 10mm bullets, which I haven’t even seen in the weapon shop."

WC Mosquito: "You guys got that crap too? Hahaha, don’t worry, mates, no panic, if the NPC shop doesn’t have it, we’ll just make our own! After work tonight, I’ll figure out how to craft it!"

Night Ten: "All on you! (funny)"

Wild Wind: "By the way, Old White, what did you open?"

Old White: "Cough cough... what’s it called, Black Swan? Anyway, it looks quite cool, just not sure if it’s any good. (grits teeth)"

There was silence in the chat for a while.

No one spoke for a long time.

Wild Wind: "..."

WC Mosquito: "..."

Fang Chang: "Seems like we have a European among us."

Night Ten: "+1, let’s kick him out."

Old White: "???"

...

The raffle event continued from Wasteland time evening until midnight at 12 AM.

This time coincided with noon in reality.

As players exhausted all their event points, the official site also took down the event link and, instead, published the list of the lucky winners.

Of course, players could choose to remain anonymous, but absolutely no one did that.

Why hide the things one earns by skill?

Everyone was a European here, be confident!

After the rewards were published, Chu Guang briefly checked what items he had given out.

First prize included nine "Black Swans" and eight "Red dot sights."

Second prize went to twenty-seven LD-47 "Sickle" rifles and forty-nine iron pipe sights.

Third prize and consolation prizes were not worth mentioning, all being junk picked up from the battlefield.

The Clone light infantry’s standard gear—"Opener" iron pipe rifle was just a 7mm bolt action.

The reason it was called "Opener" might be due to the long bayonet, useful during a charge.

This rifle’s shop price was 100 silver, still decent for beginners to use.

Sitting in front of the resident hall’s computer, looking at the backend statistical data, Chu Guang couldn’t help but smile.

These players really weren’t great.

The prize pool hadn’t even bottomed out before they were completely drained.

"That, master..."

Hearing Xiao Qi’s voice, Chu Guang lifted his head and asked.

"What is it."

"We only have about five ’Sickles’ in our inventory," worried his master might have forgotten, Xiao Qi spoke softly, "You just gave out twenty-seven, we don’t have nearly that many..."

"It’s just for now," Chu Guang said nonchalantly, "I didn’t say that I’d deliver the rewards immediately, since the new equipment is still being tested, delaying it for two or three days before going online is normal, right?"

And it probably wouldn’t even take that long.

The custom parts ordered from Factory 81 had already been delivered, and soon Brother Ciso and Brother Levin would start on the first batch of pressed metal casings and barrels.

The production process for LD-47 is not complex, and it doesn’t require as high shooting precision as the "precision shooter’s edition" LD-47s.

So why not put the LD-47s in the reward pool?

Chu Guang had already considered these issues long ago.

Xiao Qi, with her camera raised, looked at Chu Guang in astonishment.

Worthy of being the master!

He planned to owe temporarily from the very beginning.

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