Chapter 368 "Method"

"Sell the replaced parts?"

After listening to Lao Na's suggestion on the phone, Fang Chang was stunned.

What kind of behavior is this? ?

"...That's right! Anyway, if you don't sell it, you will find a place to bury it. What a waste! Think about it, after all, it is the organs of an awakened person. It's not too much to be three times more expensive than normal people, right?"

On the phone, Irena vividly described the business plan he stole from a newbie.

Fang Chang, who was leaning on the sofa, pressed his index finger on his forehead and thought for a long time before speaking.

"But... organ transplantation also needs to consider matching, right?"

Irena said with a grin.

"I know, but the game is not reality. Even bionic organs have been made. It's unreasonable not to solve the rejection reaction, right?"

Fang Chang: "..."

Fuck?

So...

It seems to make sense?

He brought in his real experience first.

However, this is a game world after all, and the setting is still 2341.

A future more distant than 2077...

Organ matching may not be a big deal?

Resurrect once every three days.

Earn 20,000 to 30,000 silver coins each time.

What business can make so much money?

The only limitation is that there are not enough local tyrants in Boulder City.

The more Fang Chang thought about it, the more he felt that there was a chance. He decided to talk to the black market merchant who sold him his bionic prosthesis about this matter, and immediately said on the phone.

"I'll ask."

Irena said excitedly: "Okay! I'll let them freeze the kidneys first!"

The phone was hung up.

Fang Chang got up from the sofa, left the Alliance's office in Boulder City without saying a word, and went to the residential area on the edge of the industrial zone.

Familiar alley.

The mannequin hidden in the shadow of the window frightened the unlucky passers-by as usual, but Fang Chang had long been accustomed to its tricks, and walked straight into the suspicious clinic without paying any attention.

After lifting the curtain and coming to the deepest room, Fang Chang saw the bald middle-aged doctor pacing back and forth, seemingly troubled by something.

When she saw Fang Chang, Gracie's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately showed a different enthusiasm than before and hurried to greet him.

"You came at the right time! My friend."

Fang Chang looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just saying hello," Gracie smiled shyly, looked behind Fang Chang and asked, "Where's the girl named Duo something? Why didn't she come with you?"

"It's working hours now, she has her own work to do..." Looking at Gracie who obviously had something to say, Fang Chang asked directly, "Just say it if you have anything to say."

Seeing that her thoughts were seen through, Gracie stopped beating around the bush and said with a grin.

"I have an unwelcome request to trouble you."

Seeing that the task seemed to be triggered, Fang Chang asked.

"What unwelcome request."

"Didn't the company's visiting group arrive in the northern suburbs recently? One of my big customers wants a bionic kidney produced by Ideal City, but has no channels."

As she spoke, Gracie's eyes lit up with eager light.

"Do you have a way to get that thing?"

"Ideal City's bionic prosthesis...that thing is not cheap." Fang Chang remembered that he took a look at the price, and one kidney cost 600,000 silver coins.

From the perspective of cost performance alone, it is totally not worth it. At least 50% of it is "brand premium".

However, Gracie didn't care and still looked at him eagerly.

"I know, but aren't you a resident of the shelter? Don't you have an internal discount price?"

"How can there be such a thing?" Fang Chang rolled his eyes.

The discount price is okay.

Thank God that the dog planner didn't increase the price to sell it to them!

In order to deal with the problem of numerical expansion in the middle and late stages of the game and prevent the economic gap between players from being too large, planners are doing everything they can.

But objectively speaking, this is not all bad.

After all, if you don't do these things, when everyone's warehouse is piled with tens of millions of silver coins, it will not make the game more fun, but will make the silver coins completely lose their meaning.

"Okay... even if it's not cheap, you name a price."

"1 million silver coins." Fang Chang said without blushing or beating his heart.

"One million?!" Gracie's eyes widened instantly, looking at him in disbelief, "Are you kidding?"

Expecting this reaction from him, Fang Chang continued.

"Don't get excited, I'm talking about silver coins, you only need to pay me 500,000 chips."

Gracie calmed down.

500,000 chips...

It's not unacceptable when you think about it this way.

After all, a bionic liver produced in Boulder City costs 100 million or 200 million chips.

A bionic liver produced in Ideal City...

After crossing a large area of ​​wasteland to send it here, 50 times the price seems cheap.

Even if it's 1 million chips, there will probably be 80% interest.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and nodded without saying a word.

"Deal!"

"But I have a condition, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods, I want to see the goods before paying!"

The frank agreement made Fang Chang wonder if the price he offered was too cheap?

But he couldn't break his promise.

At worst, we can just raise the price next time.

"No problem. By the way, I have another proposal. I wonder if you are interested." Fang Chang asked.

"What proposal?" Gracie looked at him and asked.

Fang Chang smiled and explained the purpose of his visit.

"The bionic prosthesis produced by Ideal City is expensive. Not everyone can afford it. I still have a batch of... uh, awakened organs. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Awakened organs?" Gracie was stunned for a moment, looking at the man standing in front of him with a strange expression.

"Yes, whether it is eyes, liver, kidneys... or anything else, there is a way to get it. Although it is not as good as bionic prosthesis, it is absolutely natural."

Gracie sighed and interrupted Fang Chang's speech.

"That thing can't be sold at a price."

Fang Chang frowned.

"Why?"

Gracie said concisely.

"Although it is not difficult to solve the rejection reaction, people who can afford bionic prostheses will not consider using living parts. Humans are sophisticated machines, but the parts on this machine do not serve efficiency."

"And living organs are much simpler to produce than bionic prostheses. It is not troublesome to make a mentally castrated clone and pick it at will."

Gracie made a shocking statement in a casual tone.

In fact, this is not a rare thing.

Things that are forbidden in the prosperous era can be done in the wasteland era. And cloning itself is not a complicated technology. Slave trading and organ trafficking have long formed a mature industrial chain in Boulder City.

Fang Chang stared at this guy blankly.

He suddenly realized.

This game is not only for players.

NPCs are also punishable.

Seeing Fang Chang did not speak, Gracie paused and continued

"... However, if you can get some kidneys with strong metabolic function or eyes with outstanding optical ability, I can buy them. Maybe there will be mercenaries interested... But I am afraid the price will disappoint you."

Fang Chang asked immediately.

"How much can you give?"

"As for the kidneys..."

Gracie gestured with two fingers.

"2000 chips would be more reasonable."

"2000?!" Fang Chang looked at him in surprise, his eyes suddenly alert, "Are you lying to me?"

Gracie laughed.

"Lying? Then you can sell it to others and see if anyone is willing to take it."

He was obviously not as enthusiastic as before about the parts of the awakened.

Seeing that this guy did not seem to be lying, Fang Chang did not say much.

The main reason was that apart from this guy, he did not know who else would buy this stuff.

Forget it.

A mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is.

2000 chips can be exchanged for 4000 silver coins, and RMB can at least add 0.

You can earn 4000 silver coins by being offline for three days.

There should be good brothers in the physical system willing to cooperate.

"I will help you get the bionic liver produced by Ideal City, as well as the organs of the awakened. You prepare the chips, and we will exchange the money and the goods in a week."

"No problem, by the way, how many awakened parts do you have?" Gracie asked in a straightforward voice.

Fang Chang smiled faintly.

"I have as many as you want, this will be a long-term cooperation."

Gracie was stunned, staring at the guy in front of him with an indescribable weirdness in his eyes.

I thought there were only one or two, so I didn't take it seriously, but I didn't expect this guy to say as many as he wanted.

And he plans to cooperate for a long time?

Is this awakened person a leek grown in the ground?

Where can I get so many awakened people? !

"Then prepare 20 kidneys for me first." Gracie said in a joking tone.

He thought the man in front of him would feel embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him agreed without saying a word.

"No problem."

"Only 20, that's easy!"

...

"Isn't this too much?"

Browsing the forum through VM, Chu Guang showed a helpless expression on his face.

Good guy.

These people have already started to buy "parts" on the forum.

Of course, it's the parts in the game.

Transactions that violate the laws and regulations of the user's place of residence are also prohibited from discussion on the forum.

"Master, do you want to remove the post? (°?°)" A small window popped up on the top of the VM screen. The message was sent by Xiaoqi.

Chu Guang thought about it and replied.

"That's not necessary."

The pamphlet he sent to the players did not have any similar regulations. Although he did not agree with their doing this business, they did not seem to do anything that would affect others, and people who could not distinguish between virtual and real would not be able to get the closed beta qualification.

For the players who could be resurrected, at least they would not really lose anything. The only moral flaw was probably that they did not donate for free.

The active substances in the shelter were no longer so scarce. Ten gnawers could provide one unit of active substances, and it would only double after level 10.

However, although Chu Guang rarely interfered with the players' game progress directly, but focused more on the formulation of rules, he would still spend some time to pay attention to what the players were doing.

On the one hand, it was to satisfy his curiosity.

On the other hand, it was to see if there were any loopholes in the rules, so that he could fill in the loopholes in time.

He might not know what the NPCs were doing, but he knew what the players were doing very well.

Even without going through the "backdoors" on the VM and many peripherals, he can still track relevant clues from the posts on the official website.

Although not every player will visit the forum, few players with a strong sense of presence can resist going to the forum to "show off".

"Rather than telling them how to play this game, I want to know what choice they will make."

Reaching out to turn off the screen, Chu Guang cast his eyes forward. They have reached their destination.

The gate of Shelter No. 101 is just in front. The huge gear-shaped gate is exactly the same as Shelter No. 404.

At this moment, Chu Guang is followed by 10 soldiers of the Guards.

There is also Horn, the mayor of Camp No. 101.

However, Horn did not take him to the gate, but took him to a tent not far from the gate and handed him a pair of glasses.

The shape of these glasses is a bit like AR glasses, but the ink-colored lenses can't let any light through.

Chu Guang took the glasses and looked at them, then looked at the old man named Horn and asked.

"Is it okay to wear these glasses?"

Horn nodded respectfully.

"Yes, respected manager."

Chu Guang looked at Lv Bei who was following him closely.

"Wait for me at the door."

Lv Bei was slightly stunned, and his expression was a little hesitant.

"But sir..."

Sitting down on the chair next to him, Chu Guang did not intend to explain.

"This is an order."

Lv Bei was silent for a while, and finally saluted, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Leaving the room with him, Horn glanced at the boy and said softly.

"Don't worry, it's just a VR glasses, we can't do anything to threaten the safety of your managers."

Lv Bei did not speak.

He also felt that these people were unlikely to do anything that would harm the adults.

He just couldn't believe that the person whose face he had never seen - the manager of Shelter No. 101.

The same thing happened to the other soldier standing next to him.

The man said with a stiff face.

"It's better."

If anything happened to the administrator, he swore that he would flatten this place.

What about the shelter?

Can't blow the door open?

Then blow up the whole tunnel and cover it with cement!

...

After the door was closed.

Chu Guang fiddled with the glasses for a while, then put it on his nose.

Surprisingly, no picture appeared on the black lenses.

Instead, the moment he closed his eyes, colorful ripples spread from his eyebrows to the surroundings, pulling his five senses to merge with the huge information.

It was just a moment of trance. When Chu Guang opened his eyes again, he was already standing in a completely different world.

Surrounded by birdsong and flowers, green trees, and people walking on the red brick road, talking and laughing.

There was a statue standing in the distance, but he couldn't see the face of the statue because it was facing away from him.

This seemed to be a park.

Chu Guang stared blankly at everything in front of him, talking to himself like a dream.

"... This is."

At this time, a voice came from behind him.

"Welcome to Shelter No. 101."

Hearing this, Chu Guang immediately turned around and saw a strange man standing there.

He was neither tall nor short, slightly thin, and his face was the kind that you couldn't find in the crowd, but there was a unique affinity in his smile.

The most special thing was his eyes, like a deep ocean, as if they had the penetrating power to see through everything.

He was holding a girl's hand, and that girl should be his daughter.

But she only inherited his eye color, not his shiny black hair.

Chu Guang suddenly felt that the girl looked familiar, but only a little.

"Dad?" The girl looked up at the man next to her and said crisply, "Is he your friend?"

"I guess so."

The man patted the girl's hand gently and said in a soft voice.

"Go to your mother first and tell her that I'll be there in a while."

The girl nodded, let go of her father's hand sensibly, turned around and ran towards the crowd.

Chu Guang watched her back disappear in the crowd and frowned subconsciously.

"Is it okay to let the child go alone?"

As if he heard something interesting, the man smiled and said.

"Don't worry, there is no crime here."

Chu Guang's face showed a thoughtful expression, and he suddenly stomped his right foot.

The numbness from the sole of his foot and the motionless red bricks, everything seemed real.

However, he still felt a little bit of disobedience.

Because if it was reality, with his strength, the floor tile under his feet should have been broken.

"Is this a virtual world?"

The man's face showed an appreciative smile.

"As expected of you, I was just thinking, you will find out in a few seconds."

Hearing this seemingly ambiguous speech, Chu Guang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You seem to know me?"

The man nodded and said happily.

"Well... Although I only knew you for a few seconds, it's great to meet you."

Chu Guang didn't understand what was good about it.

And the man obviously didn't explain what he meant by this sentence, just continued to talk to himself.

"Let me introduce myself. You can call me...Method. This is the most common signature I use in my papers, and my friends always call me that."

Method?

Chu Guang frowned, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Wait...

Could it be the "method" of the college?

He remembered that Yin Fang had told him a long time ago that the three founders of the college were principle, method, and conclusion.

He had met Dr. Principle in that lost virtual image before. In my impression, that person was an optimistic idealist. Later, he went to the northern part of the River Valley Province and participated in the establishment of the post-war reconstruction committee...

Good guy.

He had not been to the Wandering Swamp yet, but he had already met the two founders of the academy.

However, what Chu Guang couldn't figure out the most was...

"Why are the founders of the academy here?"

"Academy... What a nostalgic name."

The azure eyes seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past, but soon drowned in a faint smile.

"But I'm not that great. The academy was not founded by me. It existed in the distant prosperous era. I just spent a little time to help my friends rebuild it in the new world."

"As for why I am here..."

Dr. Method paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer.

"This question is a bit strange, but I can feel what you want to ask. In short, not all shelters were launched during the three-year war, and some began to operate after the war ended."

Chu Guang said thoughtfully.

"So... you came here after you founded the academy?"

"I guess so, but that was a long time ago. I would have almost forgotten it if you hadn't said it."

At this point, the man changed his tone to a cheerful one.

"Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to satisfy the curiosity of an insignificant person like me. My confusion has been answered the moment I saw you."

"My VM has been given to Horn, and he will hand it over to you later."

Chu Guang looked at him silently and suddenly spoke.

"I am just the opposite of you. After meeting you, I am even more confused."

Dr. Method smiled gently and said in a polite tone.

"It is my honor to answer your questions. You can ask me any questions you have."

Chu Guang smiled.

"Really? Then there are too many things I want to ask, such as... who is our enemy?"

He has been thinking about this question for more than a year, and he has been confused since he first woke up.

"Enemy..." Dr. Method thought about this question for a while, "Two centuries ago, we did have some conflicts with our compatriots in Nanmen II, but I don't think they are our enemies."

Sure enough.

Chu Guang's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

The books collected from Shelter No. 117 mentioned the method of "spacecraft jumping between large mass celestial bodies". Obviously, the Human Union in the prosperous era has mastered the FTL engine-related technology.

The mind interference technology preserved in Shelter No. 117 also came from the communication with the colonies.

All signs show that as early as the prosperous era, the Human Union had already stepped into the world outside the solar system and completed at least one colony.

Dr. Method's words confirmed some of his conjectures.

What he didn't expect was that this war actually broke out between the mother planet and the colony?

He thought it would involve extraterrestrial civilizations, such as excessive expansion that aroused the vigilance of the "Fallen Empire".

However, what surprised Chu Guang the most was not these things, but the reaction of the man in front of him.

Let the war destroy an era.

Chu Guang always felt that he seemed to be too calm.

"... Even if your world has become like this?"

Dr. Method nodded and said in a casual tone.

"Yes, the war is just the final showdown, and the seeds of contradictions and differences were planted a long time ago. It makes no difference whether they sprout today or tomorrow. There are many complex reasons, which cannot be explained in a few words."

"We have tried to stop it, including my beloved mentor, and many people have made a lot of efforts before their death."

"However, in front of the wheel of history, the power of one or two people is too small."

"After realizing that everything is irreversible, the only thing we can do is to save as many fires as possible when everything is irreversible, leaving a little hope for future generations."

"... Or leave a little possibility for the future."

The voice was very light, and it was clearly in front of him, but it felt like it was floating from a far away place.

Looking at his "negative" attitude, Chu Guang couldn't help but say.

"Have you ever thought about making some changes?"

As if he expected Chu Guang to say this, Dr. Method smiled.

"How do you know I didn't do anything?"