Chapter 11 Daily Tasks

"Generator? Why are you asking about that?"

In the present world, in the cafeteria of Jinling University.

Looking at Professor Yan Feng who was sitting across from him at the table and asking questions sincerely, Professor Wang Haiyang stopped using his chopsticks.

He didn't know much about Professor Yan, except that he was from the Department of Physics and was about the same age as himself, both around 30 years old.

He couldn't remember when he added WeChat, and he never chatted with him after that. He was from the School of Engineering Management, and he and he didn't have much in common at work.

But today, he suddenly received an invitation from Professor Yan to have lunch in the cafeteria, saying that he wanted to ask him something.

To be honest, when Professor Wang saw the word "ask", he thought it was about the subject, but after the appointment, he didn't expect him to ask such a strange question.

The topic continued in the atmosphere of casual chat.

Yan Feng explained.

"...I recently read a novel about the end of the world. I want to know how the survivors would solve the power problem if a similar situation really happened?"

"Why do you take the things in the novel seriously? Just look at how the author writes it," Professor Wang Haiyang said with a smile, "but your question is quite interesting. The end of the world...it depends on what type of the end of the world it is, and how many days after the end of the world."

He also likes to read novels, but he reads only immortal cultivation novels, and rarely reads the end of the world.

By the way, he really never thought that one day he would discuss the content of the novel so seriously with his colleagues in the university.

"The setting is two hundred years after the nuclear war."

"Two hundred years? Nuclear war?" Professor Wang Haiyang was stunned and hesitated, "That might be a bit troublesome. Unprotected electronic equipment will be damaged by the electromagnetic pulse generated by the nuclear explosion. The more sophisticated the instrument, the more difficult it is to survive."

"Is there any way?" Yan Feng frowned.

"Yes, there are. For example, you can find spare diesel generators in general residential properties or restaurants. This is not a very sophisticated device, but after two hundred years... it is estimated that it has been looted by someone. And even if it has not been looted, it has not been maintained for a long time, and the parts inside will probably be aged. And fuel is also a problem. After two hundred years in the end of the world... you can't expect to find gasoline in gas stations."

Wang Haiyang touched his chin, thought for a moment and continued.

"But there is not no way at all."

"What is the way?" Yan Feng asked immediately.

"Generally speaking, every car has a recyclable generator. As long as the rotor rotates, it can generate stable 12V DC power. It should be usable after repair. For small-scale power generation, such as lighting, 12V voltage is enough. If you can find an inverter to convert DC power into 240V AC power, it is not impossible... By the way, is it necessary to take notes on this?"

Looking at Yan Feng who took out a small notebook and took notes seriously, Wang Haiyang was confused.

Is it necessary to be so serious about reading novels?

Pushing his glasses, Yan Feng said nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, please continue."

Wang Haiyang: "..."

Before, he always heard people say that all the students in the physics department were freaks, and he thought it was a stereotype.

Now, he believes it a little.

...

Wasteland.

Shelter No. 404.

Chu Guang slept on the floor in the resident hall and woke up at four in the morning. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the pop-up window of the system prompt.

[Congratulations to the host, unlocking the achievement "Novice Guide" (the player's continuous online time on the first day of login exceeds 8 hours)]

[Reward: +10 reward points]

There is such a good thing?

After waking up, you can draw blind boxes again.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Chu Guang opened the system and selected the [Administrator Allowance] sub-page in the interface.

After hesitating between the primary blind box with 1 bonus point and the intermediate blind box with 10 bonus points, Chu Guang finally put all his chips on the button of the intermediate blind box, and prayed silently in his heart.

Please.

Don't draw a cough syrup!

A light blue light flickered.

Under Chu Guang's nervous gaze, the alloy door on the wall of the resident hall opened, and a plastic-encapsulated syringe appeared on the platform.

[Muscle cell strengthening injection. (Small permanent increase in muscle strength, use interval 24 hours, multiple use effect decreases)]

"Permanently increase muscle strength?"

This thing is a good thing!

Chu Guang did not hesitate, immediately tore open the outer packaging and took off the needle cap, but surprisingly, he did not see the needle.

How to use this thing?

After hesitating, Chu Guang put the head of the needle on his arm and pressed the button at the tail that seemed to be a switch. It felt like something stung my arm, and then...

Nothing happened.

"Is this the end?"

Chu Guang was a little confused. He waved his fist, but he didn't feel any obvious changes in his body.

Could it be expired?

After all, it was something from two hundred years ago...

Out of caution, Chu Guang still gave himself a physical examination.

And when he got the test results, the confusion in his heart was finally answered.

[

ID: Chu Guang

Gene sequence: Manager

Level: LV.5

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 9

Agility: 6

Constitution: 7

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6

]

"The progress of gene development has not changed. Strength and constitution have increased by 1 point respectively... Hiss, there is something!"

Under normal circumstances, if a 20-year-old adult male has not received special training, his strength and constitution are usually 5 points, and the number 5 is also the baseline value of each attribute.

In other words, this 1 point of strength and physique is equivalent to 20% of the physical fitness of a normal adult male.

Chu Guang is now only 1 point short of strength attribute, and he can have twice the strength of a normal adult male.

Looking at the updated attribute panel, Chu Guang was thinking about whether to do a few push-ups to try it out, but at this moment, he suddenly found that a new task was updated in the [Administrator Log].

Chu Guang was stunned when he opened it.

Oh my goodness.

Before going to bed yesterday, there was only one unfinished branch quest left, and the number of unfinished tasks today has directly increased to 20+!

The types of tasks are also varied.

From "hunting an alien", "stockpiling 5 tons of wood", "stockpiling 100L of fresh water" and other not-so-difficult tasks, to "repairing the outer wall of the sanatorium", "repairing the wall on the second floor of the sanatorium", which are very troublesome at first glance, they are all available.

As for the rewards, they also range from a minimum of 1 point to a maximum of 20 points.

These tasks all have a unified label - "Daily".

"What does daily mean? Will it refresh every day?" Chu Guang couldn't help but complain.

However, no one paid attention to him.

The shelter system doesn't talk, and Xiao Qi is on guard at the sanatorium outside, so he is the only one in the entire shelter.

Chu Guang silently calculated in his mind that if he could complete all 20 tasks, he could get a total of 150 reward points.

Of course, at least three-quarters of the reward points are not so easy to get, at least not in a day or two.

Chu Guang fell into contemplation.

If I had to do all these tasks myself, I would definitely be exhausted. But if I leave it to the players, it seems that I only need to pay a few "contribution points".

Thinking of this, his thoughts became clear instantly.

There is a marker in the drawer of the computer desk.

Holding the pen, Chu Guang took the elevator to the surface without saying a word. After searching the sanatorium, he found a piece of plastic board that had not been picked up and burned by the scavengers.

After dusting off the plastic sheet, Chu Guang took a marker and drew two lines on it, then erased it and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad."

Erasable and writable.

It's you!

After spending some time, Chu Guang picked a few tasks that players had a chance to complete from the [Administrator Log] and wrote them on the plastic sheet.

[Collecting wood (requirement: can be used as building materials): 1 contribution point per meter. ]

[Finding water storage containers (material: plastic, metal. Shape: barrel, pot. Requirement: the bigger the better!): 1~10 contribution points. ]

[Searching for recyclable waste: 1~? Contribution points. ]

[...]

"It's done!"

Glancing at the time, it was now 4:30 in the morning, and there was still an hour and a half before the agreed online time.

Chu Guang was not idle. He returned to the shelter, turned on the computer, and logged into the official website backend to take a look. He found that the number of reservations had increased by 10 compared to last night.

Now it is 35 people.

It seems that the discussion in the group yesterday did have a certain effect in attracting traffic, and ten new players raised their hands.

However, Chu Guang thought that the user potential of the "Niu Ma Club" seemed to have been squeezed to the limit.

After all, this is just a game group of about a hundred people, and the active users can be counted on one hand. Maybe these 35 people are all alive.

"Should we consider changing the promotion method?"

It is not realistic to place advertisements. The official website of Wasteland OL is not registered in China, and it is possible that even the server is not on the earth.

And there is another problem here.

Once the traffic is diverted from a larger traffic pool, a large number of "low-quality users" will inevitably flow in, that is, people who make trouble.

These people may just click yes for fun, or simply click it accidentally.

Recruiting such players will only cause trouble.

"The threshold for reservations must be raised..."

Chu Guang thought in his heart and silently remembered this matter.

I'll ask Xiaoqi to make some changes to the official website later, such as adjusting the reservation option from the first-level page to the second-level page, and requiring an account registration, as well as filling in the phone number and delivery address to make a reservation.

Although this shelter system does not seem to require players to fill in the delivery address, doing so can at least screen out some weak-willed players and "invalid reservations."

What if someone makes a reservation with multiple devices?

Or simply a robot + virtual machine?

But after thinking about it, Chu Guang threw this question away.

Since the system can accurately deliver the helmet to the user, there must be a way to identify the identity of the person who made the reservation.

It's a bit unfounded to worry so much.

"The new main task has not been triggered yet, probably because the conditions have not been met."

"Let's not worry about the daily tasks for now, the key is the remaining 'branch' - a 10KW generator is required."

Electricity is a big problem.

It's impossible that the shelter is in the future and the surface is still living in primitive society.

For Chu Guang, who comes from modern society, without electricity, there is no difference from primitive society.

"Let's think about how to solve the problem of the generator!"