This Game Is Too Realistic

Late at night.

There was a message from Luca, reporting the day’s income to Chu Guang.

Among them, 2,000CR was a fixed salary, and since the logistics department of the Pioneer purchased value-added services with double production capacity, the commission for a total of 255 tons of garbage collected was 1,275CR, which added up to 3,275CR!

Then there was the income from breakfast, dinner, and supper; this extra income actually reached 700CR!

In addition to the daily 600CR meal allowance, deducting the 150CR expense for purchasing supplies and ingredients, their balance reached 4,425CR.

As for the wage, the mission reward for every 100 kilograms of trash was one silver coin, so the total was equivalent to 2,550 silver coins.

Oh right, there were 2,550 event points as well.

Evenly spread to 200 people, the per capita income was still a little low; this was likely caused by some intelligence type players lowering the average income.

Hopefully, players would make persistent efforts and create greater glories!

"Counting the 1,200CR balance from yesterday’s half-day, the total income in two days is 5,625CR! My goodness, that’s enough to buy 18 assault rifles!"

Even when the number of weapons in his arsenal was at its highest, he didn’t have that many weapons.

Chu Guang almost couldn’t wait to convert all the money he saved into guns, price them at 400 silver coins each in the weapon shop, and then release a special event.

“Expansion pack exclusive weapons, 1 event point will be equivalent to 5 silver coins discount, up to a maximum of 50% off the total price."

He believed that after the first wave of players came back, they would jump with excitement!

Presumably next time they went, they would work harder!

Chu Guang felt that he understood the in-game promotions of major game publishers, and it was worth the effort he made.

Leaning on the computer chair, Chu Guang held the back of his head with his hands, looking at the ceiling and thinking to himself, "Tomorrow is the last day before the next shift. The new players will be online the day after tomorrow, and the two groups will officially change shifts."

"50 old players and 150 new players... I hope there won’t be any problems."

Maybe...

I should go there in person.

Little Seven, Xia Yan, Xiaoyu, and so many old players would be left in the outpost… There shouldn’t be any big problems!

Just when Chu Guang closed the text file and started a game of Stellaris to relax, Li De from the logistics department was staring at the plate on the table in a daze on the Pioneer, ten kilometers away. "This… is the pie made from the blue coats?"

His secretary, Wang Jie, replied, "It’s a steamed bun."

"What about this? The skin is transparent?"

"It’s also a steamed bun... I heard it’s called a soup dumpling. It’s better to eat it while it’s hot with vinegar."

"What about this flat one? Boiled bun?"

"Uh, I heard that this is called a dumpling."

"???"

Those were strange foods to him.

At Ideal City, people wouldn’t wrap fat and protein in carbohydrates.

And there was no supermarket that would sell stuff like that that were made from mutant meat.

The bottom-level employees and the unemployed would rely on synthetic starch and a small amount of dietary fiber to survive, while the mid-level employees would have plant-based meat and some meal plans designed to be nutritionally balanced. After all, the latter was the backbone of Enterprise and an irreplaceable machinery. Enterprise would care a lot about their health.

In terms of the employees at the upper level, they could eat pre-war crops produced by automatic planting towers and meat synthesized through a rigorous scientific plan. Although food like that was also a result of mass production , the nutrients would be better and the taste would be more exquisite compared to the previous ones.

The diet quality for senior employees who were in mid-level management and above was even higher. Not only would they have the opportunity to taste farmed meat with an even fat distribution and eggs hatched from live poultry, but they would also be able to taste pure natural milk.

With cooking equipment more sophisticated than CNC machines, they could even control the texture and taste of ingredients at a molecular level. With the help of technology, a dish could become an art piece.

Looking at the pile of buns in front of him, Li De couldn’t help falling into contemplation.

This is probably not considered as art, but more like a cultural product.

Not to mention it also has mutant meat in it...

Is it really edible?

In the spirit of positivism that so many people ate it without having any problem, Li De finally let go of his prejudice and took a bite.

And then...

The second bite, the third bite...

"???"

What the hell!?

This is too fucking good!

...

The next day.

At the west gate of the outpost, the guards squatting in the trenches each wore a fur coat uniform and carried a uniquely shaped rifle on their shoulders.

The square-shaped gun body, the dark shell, the thick receiver structure, and the pure wood stock made it look a bit like something straight out of Warhammer.

Even if someone used it as a blunt weapon, no one would feel anything strange.

The large and rough violent aesthetics had been vividly reflected in it. And its name was quite restrained or lawful.

That was the Arbiter Type I, the outpost guard’s standard weapon!

"Fire!"

Bang!

Fifteen gunshots rang out in unison, and the bullets flew murderously towards the target 100 meters away, smashing the tree trunks near the target into pieces.

Wrench, the captain of the guard, looked slightly embarrassed.

Out of the fifteen targets, they missed ten. The most embarrassing thing was that he didn’t hit the target himself.

The most important thing was that the administrator was watching.

"Reload!" Wrench shouted at the top of his voice.

The guards quickly ejected the magazine, tossed the hot magazine into the snow, re-aimed, and waited for the order to start a new round of practice.

"It’s quite powerful."

Looking at the rows of tree trunks 100 meters away with a wooden telescope, Chu Guang couldn’t help but reveal a hint of surprise.

It felt much stronger than the 7mm iron barrel rifle Liszt sold him.

Is it really a knockoff?

"Didn’t you say that the bigger the better? Anyway, since the receiver is so thick, I thought it would be a pity not to use it. I simply increased the length of the shell and the charge. Now it uses 7x70mm rifle bullets, which is longer than the original 20mm." Standing beside him with a cane, Xia Yan gave him a teasing look. "Is this big enough?”

"It is big enough,” Chu Guang said with a mixed emotion, “but this accuracy is really something else.”

That was not important.

These guards would not be fighting on the front line, and there was no need to ask them to hit targets 100 meters away. He just needed to ask his players to do it.

All they needed to do was to fire warning shots into the sky.

If he wasn’t worried about clogging the receiver, he would even want to replace them with the lower cost black powder. In that way, not only would the warning shots be loud, but it would also have a lot of smoke, which would be freaking awesome.

Speaking of which, there were a lot of Lifestyle Profession players recruited recently, and everyone’s gameplay was a bit laid-back. In the next version, Chu Guang planned to recruit more players from the games developed by Bethesda Game Studios to come in and pick up scraps.

And then recruit some players from the games developed by Paradox Interactive to come in and fight.

"It’s most likely a problem with the material of the bullet tip and the barrel. It’s fine within 50 meters, but the ballistic spread outside 100 meters is a bit big. I’ll think about how to solve this problem..." Seeing Chu Guang looking at her strangely, Xia Yan was slightly startled. She couldn’t help asking, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, it’s quite clean." Looking at Xia Yan who was confused, Chu Guang nodded with a smile. "I just think that you’ve been working hard lately, and you actually took the initiative to think about solutions for me. As your boss, I’m very happy."

"Who is doing it for you?! Don’t be too narcissistic!" Blushing, Xia Yan glared at him fiercely and walked away.

Chu Guang smiled and ignored her embarrassed denial. After pondering for a while, he walked straight out of the west gate and found Wrench squatting in the trench.

Climbing out of the trenches, Wrench looked at the administrator with a guilty face. He lowered his head, and tried to explain. "Sir, I..."

"Head up! Stand with your back straight! You are the guard of this outpost, the defenders of order and justice."

Seeing that the captain of the guards stood upright again, Chu Guang nodded in approval.

After a pause, he continued, "It’s normal for you to miss the first shot with the gun that has just been handed to you. You will naturally get a hang of it after practicing a few times. I have seen your training with my eyes, so you don’t have to blame yourself. But don’t let up, do you understand?"