Chapter 367 Invitation from the Manager of Shelter No. 101

"That's all?"

Looking at the production equipment in front of him in amazement, Hedin's face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

Flour was fed into the mixer according to the proportion, and after a series of processes such as maturation, rolling, shredding, steaming, cutting, frying, etc., it finally formed golden noodles.

What surprised him was not the efficiency of this production line or the magic of the production process, but just the opposite...

That's all?

"...These noodles are rarely bought by residents of the shelter. We usually sell them to mercenaries in Boulder City and caravans there. Especially caravans, they usually buy in large quantities, buying 10 to 20 boxes at a time. They not only eat them on the road, but also sell the uneaten ones as trading items to local vendors."

Standing next to Hedin, Wang Yan introduced his own factory while observing the expression on the face of the man next to him.

He is the director of the instant noodle factory.

It was the task assigned to him by the manager to take this merchant from Ideal City to visit the instant noodle factory of the Alliance.

As one of the "star enterprises" on par with Nuka-Cola, this factory controlled by the shelter has created a large amount of foreign exchange income for the alliance.

Wang Yan didn't understand why the manager wanted to show the technology of producing instant noodles to others, but this was not something he should worry about.

What he couldn't understand was why the merchants from the legendary ideal city like heaven were interested in their factory?

Where is the reserve of "civilized people"?

It's really weird.

After standing there for a long time, Hedin finally came back to his senses and quickly cast his eyes on Director Wang standing beside him.

"Just fry the flour? Didn't you add anything else?"

Wang Yan was stunned, nodded, and shook his head.

"No, no, all the equipment is these. Adding other things... salt and water count?"

Hedin looked at him blankly.

He thought that the magical pancake was produced through some very complicated process, and even considered that it might be made by a black box, but he didn't expect the production process and the raw materials used to be so simple.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is really no need to add anything else.

Carbohydrates are dehydrated after frying, and the high osmotic pressure of heavy oil and salt makes it almost impossible for microorganisms to survive. As long as they are sealed with plastic to isolate oxygen and moisture in the air, it is easy to prevent food from spoiling...

However, what confused Hedin was.

It is obviously a principle that can be understood at a glance, why didn't anyone think of it?

After a long time, he moved his eyes away from the factory director and looked at the production equipment in front of him again.

"... How long can these produced noodles be stored."

Wang Yan said immediately.

"If it is packaged in plastic, it can be stored for six months! It can be eaten after more than six months, but the taste will not be so good."

In fact, he didn't know whether it could be stored for six months. After all, their production line was put into production only two months ago.

The real sales were sold out during the period after the end of the Northern Expedition. As for the "six-month shelf life", it was all said by the manager himself.

But Hedin didn't doubt it.

Six months...

Hedin silently calculated in his mind.

Most merchants would not spend more than this amount of time on a trip. After all, if the journey takes too long, both the economic and time costs will be very high.

The shelf life is six months, which is more than enough time!

After all, this thing is not used as a food reserve, but as a pre-prepared food that is easy to carry and cook and cheap.

It doesn't even have to be very healthy.

As long as the morale of the caravans and the traveling teams can be guaranteed, there will be a lot of caravans and mercenary groups willing to pay for it.

This is much more delicious than those freeze-dried vegetables!

Or you can combine the two and package the instant noodles and freeze-dried vegetables together.

Thinking of this, Hedin looked at the golden noodles waiting to be packaged in plastic, and his eyes were hot.

In his eyes, the noodles had already turned into stacks of banknotes!

Hedin couldn't wait any longer.

He wished he could fly back to Yunjian Province right now to start his grand business plan!

…

Just as Hedin was imagining how to make a fortune in Yunjian Province with these instant noodles, Chu Guang was sitting on the train to Xizhou City.

Last night, Xia Yan called and told him that the manager of Shelter No. 101 was willing to hand over the VM to him, but in exchange wanted to meet him.

This request was not excessive, and Chu Guang did not think that the other party had any reason to plot against him.

Besides, after all, it was he who made the presumptuous request first.

For the 3,500 closed beta qualifications, he had to go there in person.

The dense forest flew past the window, and after driving through a wilderness full of craters, when the road sign of Qingshi County jumped into view, the scenery outside the car window suddenly opened up.

The copper ore was piled up into small hills, and people were shuttling back and forth in front of the station.

There were merchants who came here from Shuguang City to investigate the market and purchase ore, and there were also players who went into the forest with VMs and rifles.

Looking at the busy station, Chu Guang was a little absent-minded.

Two months ago, he stood on the broken bridge not far away, and now he could still hear the vibration of the propeller and the roar of the artillery fire.

Now, this place has become a well-known copper ore production base, and Shuguang City has also benefited from it, becoming the largest copper and molybdenum ore trading center in the southern part of the Valley Province.

They built a railway.

They also plan to build another power grid.

Connect the power systems of Dawn City and Shuguang City together, and when the controlled fusion reactor is ignited, a greater miracle will be born on this land where the fire has been extinguished.

"The changes here are quite big."

Jiuli, who was sitting opposite Chu Guang, said respectfully.

"After all, you are here."

Chu Guang smiled and corrected him.

"It's not me who came."

"It's us."

Time changes not only things.

But also people.

A year ago, this burly man was not called "Jiuli", but "Li".

To avoid the war of the Bone Chewing Tribe, he fled to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City with his tribe.

At that time, half of the mentality was to play with the meme, and half of the consideration was the reality of survival needs. The shelter must unite all the wastelanders who can be united, so Chu Guang gave him a more domineering name and made him the manager of the refugee camp, responsible for the resettlement of refugees who fled to the alliance from other places.

Jiuli did not disappoint Chu Guang's expectations. He cooperated with Luca, the then head of Changjiu Farm, to manage the refugee camp in an orderly manner with limited supplies, and well balanced the conflicts between different ethnic groups.

Although small frictions occasionally occurred, there was no major problem.

After more than half a year of experience, he no longer had the initial aggressiveness, but was replaced by calmness.

And this is one of the things Chu Guang admires most about him.

The survivors of Dawn City need a leader who can sympathize with the suffering of the refugees and has rich experience in land reclamation. He needs to consider the interests of the alliance as a whole, but he cannot ignore the demands of the local survivors, because unity is the foundation for the alliance to exist.

The original management of Hope Town is obviously unsuitable. Both Wu Chengyi, who once served as the mayor, and Yang Duo, who is in charge of the warehouse, are more suitable for carrying out specific work.

As for Ma Ban, who was airborne to Xizhou City, his appointment was a matter of crisis, and he was more responsible for taking over Hope Town.

As for construction work, experience is still lacking.

And he himself also clearly stated in his work report that he was unable to do it, and felt difficult to face nearly 30,000 survivors who needed to be resettled.

Chu Guang planned to transfer him back to Dawn City to take over Jiuli's work and serve as the head of the refugee camp as a talent reserve for the third survivor settlement.

Looking at Jiuli sitting opposite, Chu Guang earnestly instructed.

"...You need to consolidate the relationship between us and the local survivors. I only ask you to treat them equally."

"The laws of the alliance must be followed."

Jiuli said solemnly.

"Yes, sir."

...

The train arrived.

Unlike Dawn City, the station in Dawn City only has a standing wooden board as a station sign.

In addition to the piles of materials, there is rain-crushed soil and concrete debris that has not been completely removed.

A little further north, you can still see the trenches dug by the players before - now these trenches have become tunnels for drainage.

Everything here is very broken.

But it is worth praising that the outline of a settlement can be seen to the east of the trench. After completing the construction of the drainage system, the survivors began to pour cement into the foundation, preparing to build streets and sheltered houses in Dawn City.

Considering the limited land resources, the residences in Dawn City will be mainly medium-density five-story apartments, supplemented by single-family houses.

In addition, there are some lands open to players for purchase, and players can freely decide what kind of buildings to build.

As long as it is not too immoral and affects the senses and game experience of other players, the planner will not interfere too much.

"Dear manager, Dawn City welcomes you!" Ma Ban said respectfully standing next to the wooden sign of the station.

Standing next to him are Wu Chengyi, Yang Duo and other former Xizhou City resistance organizations and the leadership team of Hope Town.

Of course, now they have joined and pledged allegiance to the alliance, and serve as Dawn City affairs officers in civil affairs, warehouse management and other departments.

Chu Guang nodded, indicating that everyone did not need to be polite.

"I am here mainly to deal with the affairs related to Camp 101. You can work at your own pace and don't need to welcome me with fanfare."

As he said, Chu Guang cast his eyes on Jiuli standing aside, and after briefly introducing his identity and work, he handed the place over to him.

Chu Guang himself walked to the military camp directly opposite Dawn City.

The Second Corps of the Alliance is stationed here, led by Liu Ding, responsible for the safety of the station, the railway tracks and the nearby Dawn City.

At the same time, the fuel rod that the Alliance seized from Jin Ya was also kept in this military camp, and Yin Fang was responsible for the repair work.

Half a month has passed since that day.

Chu Guang heard from Yin Fang on the phone two days ago that there was progress, so he just happened to come here to take a look.

Following the soldiers of the Second Corps, Chu Guang came to the warehouse where the fuel rods were stored. This building is easy to identify because it is the only concrete building in the entire military camp.

The other tents are far away from here.

Although controlled fusion is theoretically very safe, there will be no safety risks even if helium-3 leaks, and a fuel rod alone cannot start a fusion reaction that consumes a lot of energy, but people still instinctively want to stay away from this thing.

Looking at the two soldiers next to him with a nervous look on his face, Chu Guang smiled and said.

"Don't be so nervous. Why don't you go back first and send me here."

Hearing Chu Guang's words, the two of them obviously misunderstood his meaning. One of the soldiers straightened his back and said seriously.

"Sir, we are not afraid of death, but we are worried that the thing will threaten your safety. Please allow us to follow you!"

His idea is very simple.

If an accident happens, at least the manager must be taken out.

"I don't doubt your loyalty, but that thing is not as terrible as you think." Chu Guang patted the soldier's shoulder gently, "Wait for me at the door."

The soldier hesitated.

But after all, it was the order of the manager, so he stood with his companions beside him and saluted neatly.

"Yes!"

Without stopping at the door, Chu Guang pushed the door open and walked in.

I saw the assembled fuel rods standing in the middle of the room full of parts.

Standing next to the fuel rods, Yin Fang held a tablet with a data cable in his hand, rubbing his chin with his index finger, as if thinking about something.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, he turned his head and looked at it, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"What brings you here?"

"I just happened to pass by and came to see how your research is going." Chu Guang said with a smile, casting an admiring look at the fuel rod in the middle of the room, "It seems that you have already done it."

Yin Fang raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Yes, as you can see. Although that idiot almost dismantled the fuel rods, fortunately the parts can still be found... You came at the right time. I just put all the parts back yesterday, and you came today."

From his beaming expression, Chu Guang could see that he was also very satisfied with his masterpiece that he had completed in the past half month.

Throwing the VM-modified tablet on the table, Yin Fang continued proudly.

"I checked it again today and basically ruled out the hardware and software failures. Now we just have to wait for the reactor to be repaired, and we can plug this thing in at any time...How is your communication with the engineers of Camp 101?"

Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"They are already preparing for this work. If nothing goes wrong, the reactor should be able to restart soon after the power grid of Dawn City is built."

A long time ago, Chu Guang discussed this matter with Horn, the mayor of Camp 101.

When the Alliance's construction team just arrived at Camp 101, they had already sent engineers and found the emergency reactor deep in the subway tunnel with the help of the players.

Although the construction period is still uncertain, according to those engineers, it should not take long.

Whether it was the war two hundred years ago or the war two months ago, the reactor was not damaged at all. It's just that because it was too long ago, some aging parts need to be replaced.

Chu Guang is not too anxious about this matter.

After all, Dawn City has not built many houses, let alone the power grid, and there are only a few factories that have moved in.

It would be great if the construction of the power grid and the relocation plan of the industrial zone can be completed before the end of the year, and the repaired reactor can be integrated into the power grid.

"It seems that you already have a plan, so I won't worry about it."

After the work at hand came to an end, Yin Fang said with a comfortable expression.

"I plan to go back to the shelter early tomorrow morning... By the way, are the samples brought back from the city center still here?"

When he said this, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Long ago, he had been thinking about the "specimens" of evolutionary bodies that the Niu Ma team brought out from the center of Qingquan City.

In Yin Fang's eyes, those are all living fossils left by pre-war civilization!

Priceless treasures!

Not only are their structures well preserved, but even their "operation methods" have been preserved in the form of biological forms by slime molds.

For an "archaeologist" who has spent his life digging for the heritage of pre-war civilization, you can imagine how attractive this is!

Looking at Yin Fang's fiery eyes, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile and said.

"They are still there. Heya only extracted the slime mold tissue from the evolutionary body, and the others have not been touched."

"But I bet that when you return to the shelter, you will definitely look down on that pile of rotten copper and iron-"

"That's impossible!" Yin Fang shook his head and said without hesitation, "Ruins? Do you know what those things mean?"

Looking at that determined look, Chu Guang just smiled calmly and continued.

"Recently, a group of people from the enterprise came to the northern suburbs, and we got a set of OD-10 'Dragoon' power armor from them. Except for the obvious cracks on the left arm, the overall structure is intact, and even the reactor and battery are intact-"

"Where is it!?"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Fang interrupted him.

The fanatical gaze made Chu Guang stunned.

The last time he saw this expression on this guy's face was when he just picked up the holographic video of Dr. Principle.

"It's in the shelter..."

Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Yin Fang grabbed the coat on the table, put it on, and hurriedly walked to the door of the warehouse.

"Fuel rods, you find someone to watch... No, just lock the door, don't let the group of amateurs outside move around!"

"I can't wait until tomorrow, I'm going back to the shelter now!"

Looking at the back that quickly disappeared at the door, Chu Guang was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and a trace of strangeness floated in his eyes.

Although he had expected that Yin Fang would be so excited after hearing the news, this exaggerated reaction still surprised him.

A repairable power armor is certainly valuable.

But...

Is it so exaggerated?

Walking to the door of the warehouse, Chu Guang looked into the distance and found that the guy had run away, most likely heading straight for the train station.

The two soldiers on duty at the door also looked in the direction of the barracks and whispered.

"I told you that thing has radiation..."

"Look at that guy, his brain must be broken."

The misunderstanding seemed to be aggravated for a strange reason...

But it doesn't matter, this may not be a bad thing.

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

Seeing the manager standing at the door, the two soldiers immediately shut their mouths, stood up straight, and put their hands tightly against the seams of their pants.

Chu Guang did not blame the two for being absent, but simply gave instructions.

"Find someone to lock this door."

"No one is allowed to approach without my order."

With a sigh of relief, the two of them saluted at the same time.

"Yes!"

...

Just as Yin Fang turned into a supervisor and urged the staff at the station to unload the goods quickly, a long queue formed in front of the entrance of the First Hospital of Dawn City.

Most of the people in the queue were players.

In the eyes of the residents of the New Alliance, this was definitely a strange scene.

Because it is well known that the residents of the shelter never go to the hospital. Minor injuries and minor illnesses are basically healed by themselves in the incubator the next day.

As for the incurable serious injuries and terminal illnesses...

It seems that they are cured after two or three days.

And this is indeed the case.

These players in line are not here to see a doctor, but to undergo transformation surgery.

They can't afford the high-end goods produced by Ideal City, but some wealthy players can still afford those bionic prostheses produced by Giant Stone City and worth thousands of chips.

Although Yin Fang has not been in the shelter for half a month, he is not the only one who can perform prosthetic surgery.

For example, the surgeon from Shelter No. 117 in the operating room.

Although he is a little older and his hands are a little shaky, he has a background as a biologist, has dissected many animal specimens, and has received medical training.

After all, replacing arms and legs is not like inserting chips into the brain. These "simple" surgical operations are not difficult for him.

Although the surgical equipment purchased from Boulder City is not as professional as that of Shelter No. 117, it does not affect its use.

Looking at the surgical applications refreshed one after another in the VM, the old man wearing a surgical cap sighed and couldn't help complaining.

"I don't understand, you obviously have a healthy arm, why do you want to remove your arm and replace it with... this thing?"

On the mobile bracket next to the operating table, there lies a 90% new mechanical arm.

Although the joints that a normal arm should have are all there, the knife folded on the inside of the forearm looks very curious.

Even if it was to improve combat effectiveness, this "self-mutilation" method was too extreme.

However, the resident of the shelter ignored him, and even climbed onto the operating table and lay down, looking at him expectantly.

That expression was even a little impatient.

It was really crazy!

"I hope you can take better care of your body, after all, it is given to you by your parents..."

Seeing that there was no way to communicate, the old man sighed, picked up the scalpel in the tray, and looked at the assistant who was helping.

"Go and close the door."

...

Outside the hospital.

Trash, wagging his tail, looked at the long queue of people with envy, as well as those good brothers who changed into new equipment.

"Damn... Why can't I change?"

Irena, who was passing by, happened to hear his complaint and stopped to tease him.

"Maybe it's because of insufficient intelligence?"

Trash immediately retorted.

"Damn! My intelligence...is not low, okay!"

"Not low? Isn't it just 3 points?"

"%￥#@!"

Ji Lajun was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could do nothing about it.

Posting the screenshot of the attribute panel on the forum was the biggest mistake of his life.

Standing next to Lao Na, a newbie named [Kokoda] looked at the endless stream of people at the hospital gate, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind.

"What about the replaced parts?"

Ji Lajun smiled sinisterly and took the opportunity to say something back.

"Usually we will bury them somewhere where Lao Na can't see them."

"Get lost," Irena rolled her eyes, "I admit that I may be more curious, but I won't eat that kind of thing anyway!"

"What a pity..."

Kokoda suddenly sighed.

"According to the game settings, after LV10, you can be considered an awakener. Awakeners should be pretty awesome, right?"

Irena glanced at him.

"What do you want to do? You can't roast that thing--"

"Of course I want to exchange it for money. It would be a pity to roast it," Kokoda said with regret, "It's also the parts of an awakened person. Forget about the arms and hands...eyes, liver, kidneys, etc., can I get some in exchange?"

Trash was stunned.

Irena was also stunned, staring at this newbie in amazement.

Damn!

Isn't this too fucking cruel? !