After finally receiving the coveted hidden mission, Eye Owe Money hugged the new toy he just got, and left happily.


    <em>Neural Connection Gear!</em>


    <em>The only robot in the entire server that can be controlled by brain waves!</em>


    <em>Thanks to the developers, this opportunity is given to those who are prepared, and my 10 points of intelligence attributes can finallye in handy!</em>


    Seeing his yer so happy, Chu Guang was also very happy.


    As a game designer, it was his honor to make yers happy.


    Chu Guang was looking forward to him being able to fully utilize the little robot.


    However, Yin Fang’s expression was one of worry. "To be honest, I don’t really rmend sending immature equipment to the battlefield. This is irresponsible for the life of the tester."


    Chu Guang said with a slight smile, "Take it easy, don’t you think that man is very happy? You got the experimental data, he got… <em>Umm… </em>He became happier? I think it’s a win-win."<em>Happy?</em>


    Yin Fang was dazed for a moment. He didn’t quite understand what Chu Guang was saying. He didn’t understand where the joy of testing such immature equipment was, but he didn’t ask any further questions.


    He still had a lot of things to do, whether it was the work arrangement of the scientific expedition team or the improvement of the robot; he had no time to dy.


    After ending the conversation, Yin Fang took the elevator back to the shelter.


    Instead of going down with him, Chu Guang went upstairs and carried Little Seven down.


    After a day of hard work, Little Seven should go back to the shelter to recharge.


    However, just as Chu Guang, who was holding Little Seven, was about to get on the elevator and return, trouble came to him.


    There was a crowd of people in front of the elevator and they were all yers of the intelligence type.


    Seeing those ardent eyes, Chu Guang instantly understood their intentions, and he suddenly had a severe headache.


    <em>Damn it!</em>


    <em>How did I forget about this?!</em>


    "Dear administrator, I am also a level 7 intelligence type yer! And I have 11 points of intelligence! Please allow me to contribute to the shelter!"


    "Dear wise administrator, look at me! Although I don’t have 10 points of intelligence, I think I’m much smarter than Eye Owe Money!"


    "The invincible and eternally great administrator…"


    "Damn! Is it really necessary to use such a long title?"


    "Hehe, in order to get the hidden mission, you have to praise the administrator in any way possible!"


    "..."


    Those pairs of longing eyes were like baby birds waiting to be fed.


    No doubt, they were all intelligence type yers.


    Chu Guang could easily guess that the yer earlier must have shown off the quadruped robot to other yers.


    <em>God damn it!</em>


    <em>In the future, when testing equipment, I must find a sneaky bastard to do it!</em>


    Seeing that Chu Guang, who was surrounded by the noisy yers, was troubled, Xia Yan who was waiting for him at the elevator door, couldn’t help smiling gloatingly.


    <em>Humph.</em>


    <em>You deserve it!</em>


    <em>Now you realize how annoying it is to be surrounded by your noisy yers!</em>


    ...


    Back on the official website.


    <strong>[Server Announcement:</strong> Due to the continuous snowstorm, the transportation route to Elm District has been suspended, and the trucks at the outpost will also be suspended for personal rental business, sorry for the inconvenience caused.<strong>]</strong>N?v(el)B\\jnn


    <strong>[Yin Fang: </strong>First chapter of the Wastnd Survival Guide has been updated. The cheats from the Academy will teach you how to scavenge more efficiently!<strong>]</strong>


    <strong>[Dawn: </strong>Wartime Regtions have been implemented for five days, everyone must persevere. Victory is in sight! (Remaining time: 55 days)<strong>]</strong>


    <strong>[Xiaoyu: </strong>The weather is getting colder, please keep warm!<strong>]</strong>


    Tail: I’m taking Xiaoyu away! (*/ω＼*)


    Elf Wang: Sigh, can’t go to Elm District anymore, hunter yers are going to cry.


    Quit Bullshit: Fishing yers are going to cry as well, I can’t even break the ice on thiske!


    Yaya: Wuwu... Devs, can you skip the winter season? I’ve been unemployed for a long time. QAQ


    Construction Boy: +1! I’m going to die without mushroom soup.


    Makka Pakka: Hahaha, let’s all farm! Farming yers are the best! Greenhouse Farm wees you!


    Irene: Sigh... It turns out that a Cruncher’s flesh really can’t be eaten.


    Elf Wang: What the hell? ! ina? What did you do?


    Irene: Uh, I was just curious, after all, I’m a constitution type, so I just tried it... and it turned out, you know. (Embarrassed)


    Night Ten: It is rmended that the official website update an achievement for the ruthless man who dares to eat raw Crunchers. ( ?° ?? ?°)


    Irene: Fuck off! I cooked it, okay? Who’s going to eat that stuff raw?! (`Д*)9


    Night Ten: That’s hard to say. ( ?° ?? ?°)


    Elf Wang: ( ?° ?? ?°)


    Since the beginning of December, the snow in the northern suburbs of Clearspring City had been getting heavier and heavier, and the yers’ activity range was like a shrinking toxic gas circle, shrinking again and again, and even gradually retreating from the surface to under the ground.


    To be honest, Chu Guang was even more anxious than them.


    His yers used to be able to hunt and catch fish or something, but recently they couldn’t hunt anything, let alone catch fish.


    The ice on theke had to be sted with explosives before it would break!


    However, thanks to the heavy snow, the progress of the raid on the underground tunnel on level B3 continued to advance, and the progress towards the south had connected with the ?Clearspring City subwaywork.


    From level B3 exit, it was now possible to move to the Flower Garden Street subway station on the edge of the fifth-ring, and Shelter 117.


    This was undoubtedly a boon for yers who wanted to explore the city.


    Previously, if a yer wanted to move from the outpost to the edge of the fifth-ring, the straight-line distance was nearly 5 kilometers. Even if it was the shortest route, it would take 2 to 3 hours, and it would take half a day to go back and forth.


    Now, along the subway, they could directly cross the ruins, and if they were fast, it wouldn’t even take an hour.


    In order to reduce the time yers spend on the road, Chu Guang deployed the newly produced 50 clone nurturing cabins to Shelter 117, which was convenient for yers to save progress on the front line.


    However, as the yers’ progress in the underground tunnel continued to advance, the consumption rate of bullets was also rising.


    In order to keep the supply of bullets in line with the increasing consumption, Chu Guang had to re-n arger ammunition factory in the new industrial area and ordered two sets of processing equipment specially used for stamping shells and primers from Steel nt 81.


    Thanks to the machines he obtained from the Enterprise, they were able to make more equipment. Otherwise, many things would not have been possible, even if the blueprints were avable.


    In addition to the bullet itself, there were nitrocellulose and short-column lead azide needed to produce the bullet.


    These things were done by Mosquito’s Goblin Technology before and were the main source of ie for him.


    Sadly, the production capacity of Mosquito’s small workshop was too small, and due to personal characteristics, it was difficult to standardize the specifications and quality of his products, and he gradually was unable to keep up with the needs of arms factories.


    For the sake of efficiency, Chu Guang nned a special chemical nt in the new industrial area to produce various types of chemicals and gunpowder to supply raw materials for the arms factories in the new industrial area.


    This chemical nt was not handed over by Chu Guang to a single yer to manage. Instead, several NPCs were appointed as factory managers and deputy factory managers, and Lifestyle Profession yers with relevant chemical experience were hired as technicians to guide production.


    At present, there were almost 30 yers with chemical experience on the server, and they were all high-quality yers carefully selected by Chu Guang from the forum.


    Although many people on the forum were keyboard experts who had no practical experience, and their abilities couldn’t be guaranteed, when there were search tools for reference, they were still more reliable than those on the wastnders who had no theoretical basis and relied entirely on experience.


    What’s more, there was always a husky that looked more like a wolf in a group of huskies, and so were his yers. asionally, one or two real experts would appear in a group of idiots.


    Currently, the number of Lifestyle Profession yers active in the new industrial area has reached 71, and the number of NPC workers employed has reached 240.


    This number was still not enough, whether it was the former or thetter, there was still room for improvement.


    While the heavy snow blocked the road, Chu Guang had to seize all the time and use all the resources avable to make the fire of industrialization burn more vigorously on the wastnd.


    It was impossible for the Bonechewer n to give up ?Clearspring City.


    Even if they couldn’t bite the hard bones of Boulder Town, those marauders would definitely try their best toe and take a bite at the northern suburbs.


    There was bound to be a war between the two sides.


    And it would definitely be right after the snow melted!


    The oue of the battle would also determine who was the master of the northern suburbs!


    ...