This Game Is Too Realistic

The next day.

Before dawn, a large number of players rushed to Longevity Town excitedly, forming a dark circle around the door of the warehouse.

Looking at the shelter residents surrounding the warehouse, Luca was startled, thinking that something bad had happened.

"Is there anything I can help?"

"I’m here to do a mission!"

"Farm land! Where is the farm?"

"My hoe is already thirsty for some action!"

Although Luca didn’t understand what the players were saying, he quickly realized that it was probably related to the administrator’s arrangements.

He immediately opened the VM and took a look.

These shelter residents are here to help!

After reading the instructions of the administrator, Luca was moved. He couldn’t help but look at the players surrounding the warehouse door.

It was difficult not to admire their dedication and hard-working spirit.

In a solemn and serious tone, Luca said, "We need to plant the seeds in the spring, and before we can plant the seeds, we need to clear the weed, level the ground, drive out the mutants that are active in the area, and destroy their nests."

"We are short of manpower at the moment, so thank you for helping us at this time!"

"Please bring your tools and come with me!"

After saying that, Luca walked ahead and took the players to the open space on the west side of Longevity Town.

The terrain there was relatively flat, and it was relatively close to the warehouse. It was also an area that was relatively easy to plow.

In the plan of the administrator, this land was owned by the shelter, and would be cultivated by the hired farmers. The harvested grain would enter the granary as a strategic reserve to balance the grain price in the market.

Further west was land planned to be contracted to private individuals, and further to the west was the area that prisoners of war were responsible for reclaiming.

After arriving at the destination, the specific wasteland reclamation mission was quickly refreshed on the player’s VM, and the area that each player or team was responsible for was also marked on the map.

For every 666 square meters of land cultivated, players could get 100 event reward points.

After the expansion ended, players only needed to spend as little as 300 event points to exchange a piece of their land, and they could plant anything they wanted on it, as long as they didn’t change how they used the land.

If they spend more points, they could also buy fertile land on the edge of Linghu Lake.

Under the temptation of the land, the enthusiasm of the players to open up more parts of the wasteland could be said to be unprecedentedly high.

Especially seeing the proficiency of farming skills rising steadily, many people worked even harder.

Using ability users to cultivate the land, such a unique thing would probably only happen in the area of Clearspring City.

But even so, land reclamation was still not an easy task.

The first was to clear the weeds.

Ordinary grass was fine, but if it was old tree roots or bushes, it would take some work to dig the roots out.

And weeding alone was not enough. Players also needed to level the land, moving the soil from the higher area to the low-lying place, then making ridges around the fields, and getting chemical fertilizer or manure in the fields.

When spring began, the players would need to plow the soil again, breaking up the large pieces of soil and picking up the concrete slag and undegraded garbage buried in the soil. Then fences should be placed around the fields to prevent some small animals from eating the seeds.

Fortunately, the area Clearspring City located on was a plain, and if an ordinary survivor family worked together, they would be able to plow 18,000 square meters of land in the autumn, which was not bad.

However, that was only possible in autumn.

If it was in cold winter, and it happened to be snowing right after harvesting, it would be extremely troublesome. Not to mention the thick snow covering the ground, even if the snow melted, the soil in the ground would freeze and become too solid to be plowed.

Plowing the soil in a condition like that was like plowing a concrete wall, not only would one not be able to make a dent on the ground, but one’s hands would hurt badly.

Therefore, if players wanted to open up wasteland in winter, it was not enough to just use a hoe; they also had to switch to the kind of pickaxe used for breaking stones, which could be said to be very realistic.

...

At dusk.

Sitting on the ridge, Night Ten, who was carrying an iron pickaxe and hoe, gasped while out of breath, "Fucking hell, I’m supposed to be a lazy person who would avoid all kinds of work, but I actually plowed the land all day today!"

Perception type players only had an initial strength of 5, and after they awakened, they might possess 7 points in strength. It was equivalent to 140% of the average of normal adult males, and was slightly stronger than the intelligence type.

However, he was still exhausted.

The fatigue debuff had already appeared on his VM, and he felt like he could no longer move both his hands and legs.

If it was in reality, it would not be as simple as being tired, and most likely, their muscles would have already started to hurt!

However, a day’s hard work was not without harvest.

After plowing a piece of land by himself, his proficiency in farming rose to two levels, and he was 1 level away from unlocking the first achievement.

With the hoe on his shoulder, Old White, who was also exhausted, took a breath and sighed, "I’ve done it before, but I’ve never used such a primitive tool."

He was probably the most capable member of the Bull and Horse Squad, and he had plowed three times more land than Night Ten all by himself.

It was basically equivalent to five times the work efficiency of refugees!

Night Ten looked at him curiously and asked, "Speaking of which, Old White, what exactly do you do in reality? How can you know how to make bricks and charcoal, while also knowing how to do farm work?"

Old White smiled. "Didn’t I tell you already that my hometown is in the countryside, and I occasionally helped my family with farm work when I was a child. It has nothing to do with what I do now, and there are not many people in my hometown farming anymore. I actually almost forgot about it. But experiencing it occasionally do make me miss those old days."

Night Ten nodded slightly, but he didn’t fully understand what Old White meant.

He grew up in the city since he was a child after all, so it was understandable why he didn’t know much about this.

Gale, who was sitting next to him, wiped his sweat, glanced at the fruits of his labor, and said with his eyes narrowed, "We can’t continue like this. It would take us ages to complete the mission... We have to improve our tools."

Ample Time nodded in agreement. "Indeed, grinding our axe won’t delay the work of cutting firewood. If we keep plowing the soil like this, we may not be able to plow 6,000 square meters of land by the end of the month."

Night Ten looked at them both and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Ample Time and Gale looked at each other, and the latter nodded. "Wait for another 3 days. I have a friend who has just received the invitation for the test. He should be able to help a little."

Night Ten asked curiously, "Who? Male or female? What kind of friend?"

Gale didn’t bother to answer the annoying guy’s questions. After a pause, he continued. "Professor Wang from the Engineering Department in my university. He specialized in Mechanical Engineering and Automation. In terms of application knowledge, he knows more than I do."

...

2 days passed since the new expansion was launched.

At present, at least two-thirds of the 800 players in the entire server were involved in the wasteland reclamation work.

The remaining one-third of the players also indirectly supported the land reclamation work in other forms even if they were not interested in farming and did not want to level up their farming skill proficiency.

Such as Steel Plant 81.

In just two days, 500 sets of steel structural components for agricultural implements were produced by means of mold casting.

After the small workshops in the industrial area rushed their production to equip the hoes, pickaxes and other tools with wooden handles, the first batch of tools were quickly sent to the front line, replacing inefficient and poor quality wooden and stone tools.

Another example was Mosquito.

Mosquito made a huge contribution this time again.

He modified his Hell’s Breath a little bit, increased the output power of the portable steam engine, and made a simple tractor out of it.

Not only could it carry goods, but he also added a rake behind the tractor for plowing.

This thing would help players greatly in the entire land reclamation mission.

However, Mosquito was not a philanthropist. Seeing that the price tag of 2,000 silver coins scared other players away, he immediately started a leasing business.

Players could rent the tractor for 10 silver coins an hour, or 50 silver coins a day.

After finding out the new payment model, all the players cursed him loudly, but in order to improve efficiency, they still had to pay for it.

Discovering that it was such great business to rent tractors, Steel Plant 81 immediately made a copy and started to charge players only 40 silver coins a day.

Chu Guang also ordered 10 units from each of the two workshops at the price of 2,000 silver coins per unit for the delivery before the end of the month.

After completing the order, the players from the two workshops could also get 5,000 Longevity Town regional prestige, and 500 contribution points.

Faced with an order worth 20,000 silver coins, Mosquito and the two factory managers of Steel Plant 81 immediately told Chu Guang that they would work overtime to produce and deliver the equipment in the order as soon as possible.

In addition to missions for Lifestyle Profession players, there were also missions for Combat Profession players.

Such as killing mutant wild boars, destroying hyena dens, building fences, and the like.

In the evening of the second day after the expansion was launched.

At the entrance to the Longevity Town warehouse.

Facing Chu Guang who came to inspect the work, Luca reported the progress of the land reclamation work to him excitedly. "Sir, in the past 48 hours, your residents have reclaimed 666,000 square meters of wasteland!"

"At this rate, it won’t even take until the end of the month. At most, we will be able to complete the target of 6,660,000 square kilometers of wasteland in 15 days!" He continued with an expression of joy and disbelief on his face.

He originally thought that the shelter residents could not adapt to such high-intensity labor, but he did not expect that they were far more capable than he thought, and completed one-tenth of the expected goal in just 2 days.

According to the plan of the administrator, the first batch of arable land they had planned to reclaim was 19,000,000 square meters.

Among them, 6,000,000 square meters would be completed by the shelter residents, and half of the remaining would be handled by prisoners of war and the other half by refugees.

They may even be able to reclaim more than that!

Although the seeds hadn’t been planted yet, he seemed to have seen fields full of ripened golden wheat stretching as far as the eye could see and granaries filled with grains!

Chu Guang was not surprised by what Luca reported.

The main reason was that he had never worked in the fields, so he didn’t know how difficult it was to open up the wasteland.

"666,000 square meters... if there are 600 people, they managed to convert an average of 550 square meters per person per day?"

Touching his chin, Chu Guang thought for a moment. "Is this fast or slow?"

"Sir, they are really fast!" Listening to the words of the administrator, Luca couldn’t help sweating. He quickly explained, "Reclaiming wasteland is different from farming. The workload involved is huge, especially now that the snow has not completely melted, making it even more difficult."

"Wait until the middle of the month or even the end of the month, and our progress will be even faster!"

Chu Guang nodded and said with relief. "Thank you for your hard work!"

Hearing the administrator’s praise, Luca’s face flashed a trace of excitement, and he said respectfully. "I didn’t do anything, but your residents, they are really hard-working."

"By the way, now that the blizzard has stopped, those refugees placed in the abandoned department store can also gradually move back to Longevity Town. We can’t always give them food for free."

Chu Guang nodded and mumbled, "Mhm, it’s time to find something for them to do after a whole winter of recovery."

After inspecting the spring plowing work, Chu Guang walked around the warehouse and was about to go to the guards to see the training of the recruits.

However, at this moment, he suddenly received a communication request from the outpost.

After accepting the request, Liu Ding’s voice came from the earphone before Chu Guang could ask anything. "Sir, a caravan has come from the south of the wetland park, and they are now parked at the south gate!"

"A caravan from the south?" A look of surprise appeared on Chu Guang’s face, and he continued immediately, "Are they from Boulder Town?"

"Yes..." Liu Ding said cautiously, "the owner of this caravan is called Liszt. He claims to be your old acquaintance and wants to meet you."

Liszt?

Hearing this familiar name, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, and then an expression of interest appeared on his face.

My goodness.

He’s finally here!

Chu Guang still didn’t forget the oath he made in the past.

He vowed that the next time he met that asshole, he would definitely squeeze him dry!

With a happy smile on his face, Chu Guang continued happily, "Oh! Liszt, that’s my old friend."

"Quickly invite him to the reception room to entertain him, and prepare tea and some other refreshments. Tell him I’ll be there in a minute!"