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[Worldwide Announcent: The world-class BOSS "Yong’s" was killed by Si Si, Tail, at at, Sesa Paste, Edge Shoveling, Battlefield Atmosphere Group... and many other players. This achievent will be recorded in the "Wasteland OL" Hall of Fa.]
[Announcent: Shelter No. 79 unlocked!]
[Shelter No. 79: Located in the underground city of Rui Valley City, it’s a research facility that has fallen. Endless Variants hide in every corner of this three-dinsional maze, where risk and opportunity coexist...]
[The eligibility cap for closed testing has increased from 5000 to 8000, and new closed testing players will be born in Shelter No. 79.]
[Now you can apply for a respawn point transfer: Pay 100 silver coins for moving costs and shelter room swap fees, and you can relocate your respawn point to a shelter that is not yet full. (Current available shelters: 404 (full), 117 (full), 401, 79)]
[Major update to the Pet System! You can now make a reservation to purchase Variants such as Claw of Death, Red-eyed Wolf Spider, and Split-tooth Tiger in Shelter No. 79! So of these Variants can be used as mounts! For more details, please check in-ga!]
[Heya: The ecosystem of Shelter No. 79 is astonishing, a century of evolution has turned this place into an environnt more extre and harsh than most urban ruins on the wasteland... Unbelievable, would anyone like to be my lab rat? Generous rewards, please apply through VM!]
[Yin Fang: The study of implanting bionic prosthetics into the bodies of Variants is very successful, you can not only replace your arms with Mantis Knives but even give a couple to your pet... However, it’s better to choose smarter Variants, otherwise, there might be a mismatch in intelligence.]
[Ma Ban: We plan to build a new Survivor Settlent in Rui Valley City to house the displaced survivors... Currently, the war is not over, and the new site will be temporarily set up outside the underground shelters of Shelter No. 79.]
[Today’s recomnded recipes: Braised Eggplant, Chicken Stew with Mushrooms]
Following the conquest of Shelter No. 79, a bunch of content was updated on the "Wasteland OL" official website.
This gaplay, where ga content progresses in sync with player conquests, is a fresh experience for most players.
Although open-world thed gas are not rare, there are scarcely any MMORPGs where players’ decisions can permanently affect the ga world.
It feels like participating in the ga’s developnt while playing the ga.
One ga, twice the fun, and it’s not even asking for money, you can even earn so!
This ga is just too consciencious!
However, even though the developers are this conscientious and have updated a heap of various things, today’s focus on the forum for players and Backseat Drivers isn’t them.
It’s not even about the White Bear Knights and the Death Legion who took down the "World BOSS."
But rather, the Old Soldier, who snagged the last "head"...
"Wasteland OL" Forum.
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Brothers!!! I’m back haha!"
Quit smoking: "Damn! This damn thing finally showed up!"
Debt Giant Eye: "Been waiting for you!"
Neighbor Old Mole fleeing the valley: "Heard you went to the boss with the head of Death Claw to get your rewards?"
Elena: "And they gave you ten beauties too! (Amused)"
Gno King Riches: "Really?? (Amused)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Cough, first of all... of course, this is true, but am I the kind of person who covets beauty? Obviously not!"
Debt Giant Eye: "I almost believed that!"
"Kakarot: "Damn, they really gave it?!""
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "First off, I didn’t do anything, okay? But honestly, our planners are pretty generous. The ga is made very realistically and quite fairly, Selling it for 99999 doesn’t seem too much (shy)."
Dinosaur Warrior: "What?! Dude, I only get 10 bucks a week for pocket money... and I’m a student, can I get it for free? T.T"
Grandpa Ao: "Laughing, no way, no way, people still live on pocket money these days? What can that little money do! Grandpa gets eight zeros just in New Year’s money every year, not to ntion stock dividends, investnt returns, and even bank interest is more than that!"
Elena: "Case closed, found the reason why Proud Brothers didn’t get the beta test qualifications. (funny)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "I’ll say it again, kids shouldn’t play this ga! No more fooling around, thanks to that Dead Claw’s head, I’m now a Centurion, but I only have ten soldiers under my command... Any good brothers want to join in plotting big things! (grinning)"
Debt Giant Eye: " ! Good brother, look at !"
Neighbor Old Wang: "I’m coming!!!"
Kakarot: "Damn, Spring Water! I freaking want to defect!"
Spring Water Commander: "Rely on you, doubting Thomas! Can’t you withstand the test?"
Grave Ghost Catcher: "What do you an can’t withstand the test! I just want... to challenge my weakness. (shy)"
Teng Teng: "You guys... are too naughty."
Crow: "┐(’～`; )┌"
Although the players were very eager to sign up, even the Backseat Drivers joined in the fun, Battlefield Old Soldier actually only recruited about a hundred in the end.
As agreed initially, those who infiltrated the Retinue Army were brothers from the Death Legion, specializing in light and lee weapons, with the proficiency and price of the weapons being inversely proportional.
After all, with such high casualty rates, using high-tech equipnt was too wasteful and not cost-effective. A rifle and an engineer shovel would do, die and go back to the Forum for a restart.
As for Edge Shoveling, the army commander, he didn’t join them.
People with a strong moral sense can’t play undercover roles. He was aware of his own character flaws, so he stayed at Shelter No.79 instead.
Moreover, he had another mission.
The Alliance Army Command issued him new instructions, hoping to combine the technology and resources of Shelter No.79 to develop tactics for the Variants and light infantry to work together.
Naly, the "Wolf Cavalry" project!
This project required maximizing the mobility of the Variants and the independent combat capabilities of Death Legion soldiers, combining the two to create a light cavalry capable of "all-terrain assault operations!"
This might sound far-fetched, but it could actually find a market in the wasteland.
With unreliable roads and railway networks, flat tires and track breakages were common, and one wrong move, soone could jack up the front of their vehicle with a bent anti-tank tree.
Compared to wheeled and tracked vehicles, Variants that could agilely maneuver through dense urban and ruin forests were a more suitable pick.
Especially the Claw of Death.
As a "knock-off" of the Crawler, the Claw of Death’s mobility and stamina were so impeccable that it was hard to fault.
The only downside was its large appetite.
However, the Variants’ food could be handled through hunting and gnawing on enemies’ corpses, and as long as they weren’t stationed long-term, the stress on logistics might not be as big as imagined.
The Manager attached great importance to this plan, not only allocating a hundred sets of neural connection equipnt but also assigning Goblin Technology to provide "technical support."
Although Edge Shoveling thought the latter was sowhat redundant, Mosquito Brother beca excited upon hearing this news and even offered to pay out of his pocket to support their plan, so he didn’t say much more.
Fallen Leaf Camp.
A group of ragged Scavengers arrived at the entrance, dressed in tattered clothes, carrying clubs and steel rebars, and they weren’t registered.
It’s not uncommon for survivors to voluntarily co here since being a dog for the army at least ant getting fed, but groups coming together like this was a first.
And this ti there were over twenty of them.
The patrolling sentry spotted them imdiately and stopped them, eyeing them suspiciously.
"Where are you from?"
"Bet Street!" Debt Giant Eye, leaning on a wooden stick, stumbled over his words, "A fellow villager beca an officer, we’ve co to join him."
The sentry was taken aback.
The recently promoted local seed to be that Pangolin, and if he rembered correctly, that guy had only been promoted the day before yesterday...
Did the news travel that fast?
His eyes filled with suspicion, just as the sentry was about to ask more questions, a man dressed in Retinue Army’s uniform ran from the camp entrance over here.
"They’re fellows from my hotown."
The sentry stared at him for a while, then said no more and put away his rifle.
"Take them to get registered."
Battlefield Atmosphere Group said with a theatrical tone.
"That’s what I was planning to do."
Though he was "just" a local, he was after all a Centurion appointed by General Mclen, which gave him a higher status than the average soldier.
The soldiers with their noses in the air looked down on him but didn’t want to stir trouble and sure enough, they didn’t make things difficult any further and returned to patrolling.
Following the Battlefield Atmosphere Group into the Fallen Leaf Camp, all the players looked around curiously, their faces showing they hadn’t seen much of the world.
"Damn, the conditions here feel even worse than the POW Camp near City of Dawn."
"About the sa, they let them build their own houses."
Debt Giant Eye’s eyes rolled as he leaned in mischievously and asked.
"By the way, Pangolin, where are your ten wives?"
Hearing this, Battlefield Atmosphere Group almost choked on his own spit and coughed out a retort, "Shut up! What wives! I’ve said I didn’t do anything bad... I later had them help with the laundry."
The Retinue Army would issue two sets of linen uniforms, and with daily drills or patrol missions, it was troubleso not to have them washed.
He simply had all his subordinates’ clothes sent to them for washing, giving them so work to do.
As for sleeping...
Well,
mostly because there was no joy in sleeping together; he logged off the mont he closed his eyes, and having a stranger beside him just made him feel insecure.
Plus, he always felt like "OP" was watching a live stream beside him.
Still, to avoid unfriendly rumors, he had the won’s tents set up right next to his.
Just in case he overslept.
Quickly changing the subject, Old Soldier urged, "Stop staring and asking all sorts of questions, I’m going to take you to get your dog tags soon... By the way, have you guys thought of what stage nas you want?"
Debt Giant Eye eagerly said, "I’m Big Eyes!"
Work-site Youth and Brick followed, "I’m Brick!"
The other players reported their nas one by one.
Battlefield Atmosphere Group said with a headache, "...Damn, what kind of nas are those, no creativity at all."
Debt Giant Eye rolled his eyes, "Co on, it’s much better than your damn Pangolin!"
Work-site Youth and Brick, "Exactly! At least my na is easier to rember than yours!"
Neighbor Old Wang excitedly asked, "Enough nonsense. Hey Battlefield, where are we picking heads today?"
Old Soldier looked up at the sky.
"This afternoon, I’ve arranged a fake match with Brother Springs last night... Later we’ll pick up a few heads and get you guys promoted to Centurions."
They all exchanged glances and chuckled.
"Alright!"
...
After leading his good brothers to receive their "dog tags" and equipnt, Old Soldier then took them to his subordinates, introducing them to Li Ba and other Centurions of the Retinue Army.
From that mont, they officially joined the Retinue Army’s "Pangolin" Hundred-Man Team, becoming distinguished senior double agents of the Alliance.
The players were extrely excited about their new undercover identities.
Especially because that afternoon, they were embarking on their first mission as undercover agents—following Old Soldier on patrol in the West District!
With the exception of the NPCs, all players knew well what was coming and were ready to hit their allies hard.
After a long trek, the Pangolin Hundred-Man Team finally reached the agreed upon location, and just as expected, they were ambushed by the "Company" squad.
Bullets whizzed through the air, scaring Li Ba and the fake army into lying flat on the ground, sticking their heads down, not daring to move.
However, these n were different...
Not only did they show no fear, they didn’t even bother to take cover, but rather charged forward howling, grabbing their guns. Their beast-like tactics actually managed to drive the Company’s Guerrilla Team away.
Lying on the ground, Li Ba’s head buzzed.
Could it be that the Company is actually very weak?
He could no longer understand.
Not just him, the other Centurions felt the sa. They just felt like they laid on the ground, sprayed bullets around in blind faith, and then they won.
"Damn, can’t you guys act a bit more realistic?" Old Soldier couldn’t help but kick Big Eyes’ butt as he watched the fleeing friendly forces.
Big Eyes was confused.
"Huh?"
"That’s how we fight normally."
Old Soldier: "..."
When Coleway and his reinforcents arrived, the fight had already ended.
Seeing the escaping enemy soldiers and the few bodies left on the ground, a satisfied smile spread across the officer’s face.
They had been harassed by the enemy’s guerrilla team for so long.
This ti, they had finally exhaled in relief!
Looking at those ferocious fake army soldiers, Coleway squinted his eyes and said proudly to his adjutant next to him.
"We’ve found a treasure!"
...
Evening.
After returning to camp.
Coleway approached the Centurion nad Pangolin, patted him on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction,
"Well done! The people from your village fight bravely. Our army needs warriors like this... By the way, what’s the na of that village?"
Old Soldier said loyally.
"Bet Street!"
Coleway thought for a mont.
"Bet Street... where is that settlent located?"
Old Soldier made up a story.
"It’s at the border between Brocade River Province and River Valley Province, in the mountains! Our village has quite a few people. Do you want to call them here?"
Coleway’s face imdiately lit up with a smile.
"That would be great! Call them all! Also, tell your villagers that the army never stints on rewarding the brave!"
"From today, each of you will receive half a pound of potatoes and five Dinars as a reward!"
Old Soldier’s face imdiately showed excitent.
That was exactly what he had been waiting for!
Standing upright and at attention, he responded at once.
"Yes, sir! I’ll send word back imdiately!"
Potatoes and Dinars were just trivial.
The key was that he had successfully gained the trust of these big-noses!
In a few days, he could arrange for more of his good brothers to co in and join him undercover!
...
Shelter No. 79.
Riding Nicole day and night, Chu Guang and Heya finally arrived in the East District of Rui Valley City and ca to the city library at 79 Xiangling Street.
"My back... is nearly broken."
After climbing down from Nicole, Heya’s legs buckled, and she had to lean against the wall for a good while before she recovered.
Casting a glance at this frail female, Nicole showed her teeth in a snort, seemingly mocking.
The intelligence of the Claw of Death was now close to that of a human infant, but the wild nature of the beast made it hard to ta like a dog.
However, technology had ways to solve this issue.
Chu Guang rely looked at it, and it obediently laid its head on the ground, as ta as a Husky that had been scolded.
After Heya had recuperated, Chu Guang led Nicole forward, crossing the rubble wall that had been blasted open.
The entire library had been emptied.
Including the books.
After the local residents evacuated, the army might have made a visit here but found no one. They set a fire and left.
They probably didn’t realize that the residents were hiding underground. The fire had been crudely done, only blackening the main hall before it was hastily put out.
On the second floor, Chu Guang found the elevator hidden behind a bookshelf and took Nicole and Heya underground, moving along the underground bunker quickly. Soon, they saw the huge alloy gear.
The spacious buffer zone and ready room of Shelter No. 79 had now beco a camp for the refugees. The residents were stripping the skin of the Dead Claw to make leather and wrapping the players’ ga with salt to preserve it.
In exchange for helping process the ga, players shared so supplies with them, including instant noodles, bottled water, and soap.
These three items were valuable commodities in any survivors’ settlent, even more so than currency.
With the players’ aid, these survivors were not living too poorly, certainly much better than those at the Fallen Leaf Camp.
To avoid disturbing these unfortunate people, Chu Guang tied Nicole at the entrance of the shelter and instructed it not to harm anyone. Then, he and Heya passed through the shelter’s main gate.
The player called "Si Si" was waiting at the entrance of the buffer room, alongside the tail, Sesa Paste, and at at from the White Bear Knights.
Upon seeing the azure power armor, she and the deeply involved players respectfully bowed.
"Respected Manager, sir, we have obtained the access rights to Shelter No. 79."
Looking at the young girl in front of him, Chu Guang approvingly nodded.
"You all did well, thanks to your efforts, we have taken a big step forward in reviving civilization."
Si Si smiled slightly, about to say so scene-setting words to gain favor, when Tail suddenly cleared his throat and broke into the conversation with a robust voice.
"You’re welco, serving you is an honor for the White Bear Knights! As a reward for the mission... can you reward us with ten won in maid outfits—Oof!"
"Sorry, my companion accidentally hurt her head in the battle with ’Yong’s’..." Glancing at Tail struggling in at at’s belly, Si Si looked back at Chu Guang with a slightly apologetic expression and continued, "Please forgive her rudeness."
Although he knew that fellow’s head was fine, just the typical unseriousness of players, Chu Guang still followed the character design and showed a concerned expression to cater to the players’ sense of imrsion.
"Is she really alright?"
"No worries, we’ll take her to the hospital..." Si Si quickly nodded, suddenly rembering sothing important, he hastily raised the VM, "Right, about the mission... I’m transferring the Administrator’s authority to you."
With that, the mission at Shelter No.79 was entirely complete. The reward of hundreds of thousands of silver coins and enormous Contribution Points made the mbers of the White Bear Knights jump for joy,
including the young girl whose head had been injured by the Claw of Death.
After retrieving the Administrator’s authority from Si Si, Chu Guang noticed that the Shelter System had updated the information regarding Shelter No.79.
With the help of Assistant Xiao Qi, he could now control every building and every room in the entire underground city—as well as every life residing here.
Searching through the shelter’s various facilities, Chu Guang discovered many interesting things.
For instance, there were 500 sets of Type Five "Light Cavalry" police exoskeletons and 50 sets of Type 6 "Heavy Cavalry", along with a plethora of riot gear in the Equipnt Storage directly below the Central Research Area.
These items were almost ninety percent new, including accompanying small reconnaissance drones, most of which had never been used—it seed they never had the opportunity.
In addition to that, there were a lot of professional experintal devices stored inside the Central Research Area, as well as twelve uniquely functional "Black Boxes"!
Now, these treasures belonged to the Alliance.
Chu Guang would arrange for the logistics personnel to recover them.
But before that, he intended to visit the original owner of this place.
The Mother of Dead Claw.
Or in other words, the Great Antler God celebrated by countless nomads and Wasteland Wanderers...
...
Footsteps echoed in the room as the resting Mother of Dead Claw slightly lifted her eyelids, looking towards the flickering light in the darkness.
Her amber pupils subtly contracted, she rely glanced at the azure power armor, then guessed this person’s identity.
"...Are you the Administrator of Shelter No. 404?"
"Chu Guang." He introduced himself succinctly and observed her up and down.
This creature’s size was even bigger than ’Yong’s’, no wonder it was trapped here unable to move.
"Chu Guang..."
Murmuring the na, the Mother of Dead Claw stared at him for a while, then slowly said,
"This is the first ti I’ve heard of the 404 designation... Can you tell what your shelter’s plan is?"
"I don’t know."
"You don’t know?"
Her amber pupils contracted slightly again, the Mother of Dead Claw’s voice carrying a clear surprise, obviously startled by this response.
Chu Guang: "I only know my mission is to lead my residents to rebuild our ho on the surface... Aren’t all the shelters with three-digit numbers like this?"
Including Shelter No. 117 and Shelter No. 401.
Chu Guang had read their Administrator’s Logs, which, although also had so additional work, mainly revolved around the grand the of rebuilding civilization.
On the contrary, places like Shelter No.79, created for research, were rare.
"I see..."
The Mother of Dead Claw pondered for a long ti, then suddenly sighed softly.
Though her obsidian-hard features didn’t reveal much emotion, Chu Guang unexpectedly discerned a trace of relief from her sigh.
"My ntor, the First Generation Administrator of this place, told before his passing that the failure of Plan 79 was actually a part of the calculated results. Even though we didn’t succeed, our sacrifices were not in vain... all shelters will eventually face destruction, but on rotting corpses, tender green sprouts will always erge."
Chu Guang voiced the only confusion in his mind,
"Was the experintal goal of Shelter No. 79 to cultivate an immortal emperor?"
He had been curious about this during the players’ walkthroughs.
Seeming to anticipate his question, the sprawling Mother of Dead Claw curved her lips,
"Yes and no..."
"Knowing the unreliability of human nature, how could we not foresee what happened today? Of course... only now have I co to understand these things."
"In those days, most of the researchers involved were rely inford that we were cultivating an immortal emperor who would accompany our civilization through dark tis and eventually return everything to his subjects... however, that wasn’t the entirety of Plan 79."
"The unntioned part of the experint logs is that when the emperor’s soul begins to decay, when he is consud by arrogance, when he refuses to fulfill his duties, those loyal to him will make the choice for him, end him along with the dark feudal era, and ultimately complete the historical cycle... and the seeds of civilization will reignite in these wastelands."
"I once asked my ntor puzzledly, what was the point of doing this, why not teach our residents advanced theories and technologies from the beginning, but he replied that theories and science can be learned, but courage cannot."
"It might sound funny, but I pondered for a century and couldn’t understand the use of such a thing. But after seeing you and your residents, my confusion was answered."
"Even if our hos turn to ruins, even if our glories are forgotten by later generations, as long as they carry bravery in their hearts... they will eventually reclaim all that we have lost."
"Without a doubt, you are the most suitable inheritors... I hope that what you inherit is not only our properties but also our lessons."
Chu Guang slowly nodded.
"I believe that is also part of your legacy, after everything ends, I will send it to a museum."
The aging giant beast smiled faintly, lowering her rotted-wood-like eyelids.
"Is that so..."
"Thank you."
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(Thanks to "Vila0205," "Scribe Hua," "Light Sigh Sheng Ge," "Fragnt of Wing’s Condor" for the grandmaster rewards!!!)
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