"Wasteland OL" Official Website.
During the peak offline period, a freshly made post swiftly topped the hot list and beca the topic of heated discussion among countless players and backseat drivers.
Night Ten: "Big news!! Mutant prostheses discovered in Brocade River City!!!"
In the post, Night Ten had exaggerated the peril of the situation and how he cleverly countered and escaped death.
Moreover, the post included several restricted-level photos, which, despite being filtered by the System, still required age verification to view.
However, to Night Ten’s great disappointnt, his post did not receive the chorus of "666" from his fans that he had hoped for.
Instead, there were boos.
Dinosaur Warrior: "Dude, you’re in god-level armor and it’s still a close call, that’s kind of la!"
Cheerful Netizen: "Exactly!"
Thunder Mage Professor Yang: "I’d rather wear it myself! (Funny)"
Night Ten: "Damn! Easy for you to say, try soloing one yourself!"
Thunder Mage Professor Yang: "That’s easy to arrange, just give a helt, and I’ll show you. (Smirking)"
Night Ten: "#@%￥!"
Old White: "Haha, that mutant with the prosthetic body still got sothing, took a charged shot from a Gauss Rifle and still could run and jump, wielding half a chainsaw, bam bam bam, damaged several parts of our brother Night Ten’s power armor."
Quit Smoking: "Wait, I thought it fell by accident?"
Fang Chang: "Caught a truthful man."
Wild Wind: "(Sideways smile)"
Teng Teng: "(╯▽╰)"
Night Ten: "T.T"
Tail: "Wait a second... Si, did we run too far south?! (#ﾟДﾟ)"
Si Si: "I thought it was the southern part of Luo Xia Province... after all, the south of River Valley Province would be too obvious. (anxious)"
at Mountain Big Stead Bun: "Indeed, too difficult. T.T"
Aah Aah Sesa Paste: "Ahaha... survival on a deserted island is quite fun too, patting head."
Crow: "Survival on a deserted island?! Where the heck did you guys run off to? Σ(°△°|||)"
Si Si: "Bugi Island, anyway we’re fixing the ship... By the way, here’s a crab as big as a small house, probably not a Crack Claw Crab, too bad I can’t upload the photo. (￣～￣;)"
Spring Water Commander: "Terrifying..."
Grandpa Ao: "Laughed, the pictures won’t even load, just making stuff up? Trash!"
The post was filled with a jovial atmosphere.
Although there were those who teased Night Ten for struggling even in power armor, most players recognized his strength.
Managing a counterattack after a face-to-face encounter is no easy feat. Theoretically, mutants surpass humans in strength, constitution, and agility, and while power armor offers significant damage reduction, it’s not invincible.
Apart from the teasing, most players focused their discussion on the ga itself.
Specifically, the absurdly powerful mutants appearing on the new map!
Since the server had started, veteran players from the alpha test had experienced the terrifying combat strength of mutants.
If it weren’t for the crew of the Pioneer taking out those beasts in the plot, with just their manpower and equipnt at the ti, they probably wouldn’t have stood a chance against the mutants on Street No.76.
Back then, they had discussed on the forum that, considering their intelligence and physical attributes, the mutants could be comparable to level 40 or 60 monsters.
They are not like Crack Claw Crabs that charge forward when attacked; they are primate creatures with the ability to learn.
Not only do they make makeshift rifles and Molotov cocktails, but they also stuff cans with nails and gunpowder to create tripwire mines and the like.
And now, these mutants are not wielding those makeshift rifles.
They not only have vehicles specially tailored for their body shapes and modified prosthetic bodies, but they also have radio command and simple but effective tactical coordination.
The strength of these ten-thousand-strong mutant tribes is probably far more ridiculous than a hundred hundred-strong mutant tribes.
Of course, even in serious discussions, so off-topic, unserious content inevitably appears.
Falling Feather: "Speaking of which, I’ve seen another type of mutant here, the locals call them hybrids, kind of like half-orcs? They sotis appear in survivors’ settlents, about human size, but without ding-dongs, or any primary sexual characteristics, actually."
Si Si: "?"
Fang Chang: "??"
Falling Feather: "Uh, why the question marks... can’t we discuss this? (anxious)"
Fang Chang: "Cough, it’s not that we can’t discuss it."
Si Si: "Just... how did you know?"
Tail: "!!! Go on, tell us more!
Falling Feather: "???"
Gno King Riches: "As expected of Falling Feather, even Old Na had to say good fella. (Funny)"
Mole from the Canyon on the Run: "Although both are eating, they’re completely different, right? (Funny)"
Youth at the Construction Site with Bricks: "Hahaha, Big Eyes likes this."
Debt Giant Eye: "Yo! What about ?"
Elena: "Thank you, I’m offended. (Fist hard limited edition funny.jpg)"
Shelter No. 404.
In the viewing room on Floor B4, Chu Guang was sitting in front of a computer, reading a report submitted by Old White.
In fact, he had already learned the entirety of last night’s events from forum posts before receiving this report.
However, compared to Night Ten’s boastful narrative and the various backstabbings by his good brothers, the report written by Old White was obviously much more professional and ticulous.
It included not only the entire plan of action and its full sequence but also detailed their entire contact process with the Iron Tower Organization.
According to the Iron Tower mbers, the Torch Church did not imdiately contact the local survivors after arriving in Brocade River City, but instead first sought out the local Mutant tribe "Qi".
This happened the year before last.
And in the last year, which is Wasteland Era Year 211, the year Chu Guang woke up in the Wasteland, the Torch Church sent Apostles to Qingquan City. They hired local rcenary forces through the interdiary White Shark at the Pirate Bay Tavern to search for Shelter No. 117 and the Black Box within it.
Currently, White Shark has been controlled by the Guards Corps, becoming one of the "informants" for the Alliance in Giant Stone City; naturally, this part of the intelligence was also unlocked.
Combined with the testimony provided by the Iron Tower Organization, everything generally matched up.
Including how the Torch Church later used Giant Stone City as a stepping stone to provide limited weapons and intelligence support to the Chewing Bone Tribe, not solely for the Black Box at Shelter No. 117, but also to carry out proselytizing activities simultaneously in Brocade River and River Valley.
However, those Looters were indeed useless as mud not sticking to the wall, and coupled with the harsh blizzards of the deep winter and losing the advantages of timing, terrain, and people as if in a haphazard ’Gourd Children Save Grandpa’ maneuver, they not only played themselves but also toughed out a "new Alliance" on a wasteland.
At that ti, the Iron Tower Organization had tried to seek help from the aristocrats of Giant Stone City, but those folks disdained even the rural folks of the North Suburb, let alone those from the rural areas of other provinces.
According to Old White’s report, using the words of Li Jinrong, the envoys they sent to Giant Stone City did not even et with the then city hall manager and were sent away by the gatekeepers.
However, it might also be because of the arrogance of those old aristocrats that the Torch Church also failed to get their attention. Instead, due to Giant Stone City’s focus on Southern interests at the ti, the ambitions of those missionaries caught the attention of the "noble rchants" led by Wei Jia.
Many plantations in Brocade River Province were actually remotely controlled by business owners from Giant Stone City, which "to so extent" limited the Torch Church’s expansion plans.
However, with the rise of the Alliance and the decline of Giant Stone City and the old aristocratic powers, cheap agricultural products from the fertile dikes of Falling Leaves Province gradually infiltrated the Southern River Valley Province advancing with the frontlines, and this tiny restraining factor was quickly removed.
This happened out of the sight of the Alliance.
Now, the Torch Church has nearly brought the entire Brocade River Province under their influence, with the "Qi" tribe becoming the staunch allies of the Torch Church.
And this part of the intelligence basically matched the information Chu Guang had previously explored through the Guards Corps.
Not only that, but Li Jinrong also provided a clue that Chu Guang had not expected.
That was the first stop of the Torch Church upon reaching Brocade River City, the "Champion" Biological Pharmaceutical Research Institute. And that place was exactly the coordinates provided by the Academy!
So what exactly is this research institute studying?
Now Chu Guang was increasingly certain that the Academy was using him to accomplish sothing.
Were they trying to use him to eliminate the Torch Church?
Or were they rely trying to divert his attention from Falling Leaves Province, the Great Desert, or other affairs?
Those guys were too cunning; he really couldn’t guess.
Sotis Chu Guang even suspected that the accidental encounter between the Beacon team and the Burning Corps at the edge of the Wandering Swamp had been orchestrated by an invisible hand...
"Mutant prosthetics, huh..."
Touching his forehead with his index finger, Chu Guang, leaning back in his chair, pondered for a long while before suddenly speaking.
"Xiao Qi, help contact Yibers."
Since he was undecided, why not ask the expert?
Almost at the sa mont his words fell, a crisp, pleasant voice floated over.
"Sure, master... Ah, Yibers is still in the operating room. His assistant told Xiao Qi it might take about 15 minutes."
It must be a player undergoing surgery.
Chu Guang said,
"Tell him not to rush and to complete his work first."
"Understood!"
Sitting on the table, Xiao Qi playfully saluted.
Hearing that lively voice, Chu Guang couldn’t help but smile, and the solemnity in his brows sowhat dissipated as he stretched out his index finger to rub its little head.
"Can you make a cup of tea?"
Enjoying the head massage, Xiao Qi happily nodded.
"Yeah! Leave it to Xiao Qi!"
Chu Guang always felt that smile wasn’t so simple, but he didn’t take it too seriously.
Before long, the door of the viewing room opened, and Crow, carrying a cup of tea, briskly walked in.
"Oho! Esteed Manager, your sleepy tea is here!"
Hearing this off-the-cuff remark, Chu Guang almost choked on his own saliva but managed to maintain the dignity of a faction boss, nodding seriously.
"Thanks, just put it here."
It was getting harder to maintain composure in front of the players.
"Okay!"
Crow cheerfully crooked her mouth, swirling out of the room like a whirlwind.
It was clear the mission rewards were plentiful.
Chu Guang glanced at the black tea on the tray and sighed.
"Xiao Qi."
A figure sitting at the corner of the table feigned ignorance, tilting its little head.
"Hmm?"
Chu Guang: "..."
Never mind.
At least Crow was one of the more decent players who wouldn’t add strange things to drinks.
If it had been served by one of those "devoted sons," he definitely would have hesitated even with Xiao Qi spectating.
Chu Guang took a sip of the tea.
The black tea was mixed with so milk; the taste of the tea was faint, and it had a mild sweetness, different from the tea he usually brewed by himself, and also different from the tea Alyssa offered him.
Holding the teacup, he noticed a note under the tray with witty and sloppy handwriting.
"Black tea with sugar cubes and milk, hope you like it. Even if you’re busy, don’t stay up too late. Rember to rest. (^_
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