Chapter 266 Mosquito’s Business Sense and New Players Online! (1/2)
early morning.
Li Niu yawned and walked out of the workers' dormitory.
As usual, he first took the aluminum basin to the public washbasin to wash up, then went to the factory gate to pick up two buns, planning to finish eating them while standing and go in to work.
It has been two or three months since Li Niu joined the No. 81 Steel Plant and became an honorable worker.
Catching up with the crisis of the bone-chewing tribe's invasion, the steel factory expanded production. With his hard work, intelligence and studiousness, he was quickly promoted by the factory director.
Up to now, Li Niu has gone from being a handyman to being the foreman in charge of people No. 5 and 6. He knows the operating instructions and safety manuals issued by the factory by heart. Not only did his monthly salary double, but the residents of the shelter even assigned him a VM.
As we all know, only the core employees of the factory are qualified to bring VM and communicate directly with the omnipotent shelter residents.
For the wastelanders living in this area, the VM worn on the arm is not only a communication tool, but also a symbol of status.
It means recognition!
If there are no accidents, he may not be able to take the position of workshop director next year.
In fact, it's not just Li Niu himself, more and more residents of Beit Street have come here to work recently, and few people are doing the original work of scavenging and hunting.
I heard that boy Yu Hu seems to have become the president of the Hunter Guild?
But Li Niu was not envious.
Firstly, Yu Hu is really good at hunting, and secondly, he is quite satisfied with his current life.
No matter what their job is, they have a bright future!
After finishing the buns in his hands, Li Niu clapped his hands and was about to walk towards the factory when he saw some excitement at the corner of the street.
That seems to be a goblin technology workshop?
Compared with the No. 81 Steel Factory with a wide factory gate, Goblin Technology can only be regarded as a workshop in terms of its appearance and scale.
"What happened there?" Li Niu stopped a fellow villager passing by and asked curiously, "Why is it so lively?"
The fellow replied.
"It seems that Goblin Technology has opened a new factory and is recruiting people. I just went to take a look. They will give you 10 silver coins a day, paid monthly!"
10 silver coins can buy two kilograms of potatoes, or three kilograms of corn...or two bowls of ramen.
Most of the factories here provide food and accommodation, and you can save the wages you pay. Having 10 silver coins a day is considered very conscientious.
However……
It's goblin technology there.
Most of the survivors did not have a good impression of the place because they could always hear deafening sounds coming from the factory.
Strange rumors often come out——
There are some terrible weapons of mass destruction being researched there.
Li Niu found that many people gathered around the factory gate, but few applied for the job.
He is not surprised at all that Goblin Technology cannot recruit people...
…
"Gan! Why is there no one!"
Only eight people were recruited throughout the morning.
Looking at the employee roster in his hand, WC couldn't help but curse.
Obviously the treatment is the same, but why is it that every time the entrance to the No. 81 Steel Plant is crowded, the entrance to the recruitment hall is always crowded with people watching the excitement?
Is this reasonable?
Obviously unreasonable!
After thinking about it, Mosquito could only think of one reason.
There is no doubt that he must have been "balanced" by the dog!
Mengxin, who was standing aside, couldn't help but interject.
"Have you ever thought that your salary is too little?"
The other three players also echoed.
"That's right, 10 silver coins a day... you can't imagine that!"
"That's right, even if you give me this little money, you won't do anything. Yesterday I sent ammunition for 10 silver and 10 tributes!"
"Damn capitalist! Be careful of getting hung up on the street light!"
These four people are new employees recruited by Mosquito. They are all newcomers who entered the game in the Alpha 1.1 version. Their IDs are also quite neat two-character nicknames - life-killing, soul-chasing, god-killing, and fighting.
Upon hearing this ID, it seems that he is not very old.
However, all four people said that they had graduated and even posted their diplomas.
"You newbies know how to use a hammer!" Old Mosquito blushed, glared at the four newcomers, and defended his behavior, "The salary for the NPC... 10 silver coins is already a lot, okay? No. 81 next door The steel factory also provides these!”
Speaking from my conscience, is 10 silver coins very little?
In the previous versions, the daily salary of these NPCs was less than 2 silver coins. What you have given is already a lot, okay!
It's all because the managers are too generous with their money and give too many task rewards, which has led to severe inflation in the past few months.
Earlier, the newbies were so excited that they only earned 10 silver coins a day, and people were rushing to do jobs that cost 5 copper coins. They were very happy to be given 1 silver coin.
Not like now.
Jobs that pay 10 silver coins an hour are not enough for these newbies.
And they also spoke of laziness plausibly——
The same task of 10 silver coins, running errands for the shelter will at least contribute points. Once the contribution points are in place, you can buy land and high-tech equipment.
Even if you run errands for Jiujiu Farm, you can still gain regional reputation. With a high reputation, you can not only open a store, but also serve in municipal agencies.
This is no more interesting than working!
Whenever he heard this argument, Mosquito couldn't help but sigh with sadness.
Today’s young and newbies really have no spirit of dedication at all.
If he doesn't work hard anymore, how can he reach T0?
How can Goblin Technology become bigger and stronger?
If it weren't for the fact that the professional abilities of these four people in "engine repairing" were not used by him, Mosquito would not hire these extra guys at all.
Su Ming didn't believe this guy's nonsense, so he rolled his eyes in disgrace.
"Can it be the same? The No. 81 Steel Plant is a company invested by the shelter. In addition to wages, it also gives gift certificates."
Chaihun: "That's right, and I heard that the companies controlled by Shelter not only employ people for life, but also occasionally give them pots, pans, soap, oil, salt and the like. They work for the Shelter in the first half of their lives, and they are raised by the Shelter in the second half of their lives."
God of Death: "Hey, compared to this, the goblin technology is simply too poor!"
Stopping the fight: “I couldn’t agree more, the capitalists are so hateful!”
WC is really a mosquito. Hearing this, he immediately became anxious.
"Gan! How much does that gift cost!? Also, do you take it seriously that those are game settings?"
The four of them rolled their eyes in unison.
Gifts are not worth much money.
Then why don’t you give it away!
Ignoring these newbies who were against him, Mosquito took out his pen and notebook and silently calculated an account.
After thinking for a while, he bit the tip of his pen and muttered.
"The NPC salary should be increased to 12 silver coins..."
"No matter how much you get, you won't make any money!"
With a daily salary of 12 silver coins, a month's salary is 360 silver coins, which is 7,200 silver coins for 20 people.
Thinking of the increased cost of 7,200 silver coins, Mosquito's heart ached.
hateful!
Why can't we engage in slavery?
This is a wasteland, is it too much to spend money to buy two slaves to work?
It’s not like I don’t care about their meals!
In the end, Mosquito raised his salary.
And the facts have indeed proved that giving more money is still useful.
The temporary workers who were still watching the excitement in the morning also came forward to sign up after seeing that their daily wages increased by 2 silver coins.
Working at Goblin Technology is a bit scary, but as long as the money is paid, no one cares so much.
and……
I haven't heard of anyone being killed in the bombing, right?
Mosquito, who finally managed to recruit enough manpower before dusk, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately started arranging production.
As for the reason for the sudden recruitment, it is mainly because Goblin Technology recently opened a new factory.
The reason for everything is that Mosquito learned on the forum yesterday that gas masks in Boulder City are very expensive and the demand is strong!
Even civilians whose salary is only two or three chips will buy one for themselves and their families to wear.
Mosquitoes with a keen business sense immediately sensed an opportunity to make a fortune.
What are the urgent needs of the wasteland?
That must be something that can save your life!
The wave came, and the entire Qingquan City was shrouded in clouds of spores.
Those slime molds and spores cannot be killed with muscles and bullets.
Even those who are awakened cannot withstand the continuous inhalation of harmful substances.
Whether it is merchants going to Boulder City to do business or local people living there, they all need at least one gas mask to ensure their safety.
After discovering this business opportunity, the mosquito was delighted.
He went online immediately without saying a word, went to the manager's assistant overnight to register a branch whose main business was "production of military equipment", and applied for a new factory building.
What technical content can a gas mask have?
Just cut three holes in the rubber, stuff a plastic bottle with activated carbon to make a filter, and use two circles of aluminum rings to clamp the lens together.
Because their neighbor Brown Farm planted many Camu trees, the rubber in the shelter was very cheap, just a little more expensive than food.
The plastic used to make filters is also very easy to get. The most common garbage in the wasteland is plastic bottles. And even if there is no need to collect garbage, chemical plants in industrial areas can synthesize polyethylene independently from biomass oil, and the price is cheaper than wood.
Mosquito studied it carefully, and after taking into account the labor cost and the cost of purchasing raw materials, a mask only cost two silver coins at most.
If the scale of production increases, the cost can even be reduced to less than two silver coins!
Even if a mask can only be sold for 10 chips, it will more than double the profit for him!
If the chips earned were exchanged for local specialties from Boulder City and shipped back, the profits would be even more terrifying.
Looking at the busy workers sitting in front of their workstations in the brand-new factory, Mosquito had a proud smile on his face and couldn't help but boast.
"I am simply a genius!"
Suiming, who was following him, couldn't help but complain honestly.
"I remember it was Mole who came up with the idea, right?"
Mosquito said nonchalantly.
"It doesn't matter! I was the first to do it!"
Death: "..."
Oh my god.
This guy is too thick-skinned!
…
Although he is always criticized by other players as a profiteer, he has to admit that Mosquito's mobility and efficiency are definitely T0 level among all players!
From a post on the forum to a new factory with 20 people, it took this guy less than 48 hours.
While other players were still debating the size of the market and posting their own design drawings on the forum, the gas masks produced by Goblin Technology were already on the shelves at the north entrance.
A perfect explanation of what time is money!
The design of the gas mask is quite simple, or even to put it bluntly, it is directly copied from a World War II movie.
The cone-shaped outline plus two fist-sized flat round filters look very much like the set of Return to Castle Wolfenstein. Two circles of aluminum rings sandwich a resin lens, which is a replica of the M38 rubber gas mask!
And because the wasteland people do not have high requirements for quality, as long as it can be used, Mosquito can also be regarded as complying with everyone's needs. The material used for the entire mask is even less than half of the M38 rubber gas mask!
Mosquito simply named it N19.
Since the cost is only half of that of M38, the number is naturally half.
Although this gas mask is full of slots, it still looks much more beautiful than the one that Mole Brother modified with garbage.
In addition, there are also 20 gray-black protective suits made of chemical fiber cloth on the shelves.
Although slime mold and spores do not directly harm the targets they come into contact with, for players who fight deep in the infected area, this kind of protective clothing that can cover the whole body and does not affect the action is still a bit better than nothing.
At least it is a little better than bulletproof vests.
In order to take care of the players' wallets, Mosquito's pricing is also quite "conscientious", and the price of a protective suit is only 80 silver coins.
If you choose a mask + chemical protective suit, a set is only 100 silver coins!
It can be said to be quite "conscientious".
The person in charge of sales is a little girl from the Frostspear tribe. Mosquito did not give her a basic salary, but promised her a 15% sales commission.
According to the price of 10 silver coins per mask, she can get a reward of 1.5 silver coins for each mask sold.
In order to make money to supplement the family, the little girl is also full of energy. As soon as she started working, she started shouting hard. That exotic face and pleasant voice attracted many players to come and watch.
However...
The stall had just opened not long ago, and immediately some players found the problem.
Silver Sword: "Wait, why is the price of the set more expensive than buying it separately?!"
Quitting, who was about to pay, suddenly shuddered and took back the VM he had just extended.
"Fuck! It's true!"
"The dog mosquito is crazy about money!"
"This is too dark!"
Seeing that everyone was excited and reacted so strongly, the Frost Spear girl who was selling masks was a little overwhelmed, and looked at the mosquito standing next to her for help.
Expecting that someone would complain about her pricing, Mosquito used her little finger to pick her ears, stood out from the crowd, and said nonchalantly.
"What are you arguing about? The set has gifts! Didn't you see that there is also a shovel and a belt?"
The shovel was made by him from the blade head of the No. 81 Steel Plant and the wooden handle wholesaled from the carpenter's hut, and the cost was only 5 silver coins.
As for the belt, that thing is even cheaper. It is cut from the scraps of clothes made by the leather factory, and the wholesale price is only 3 silver coins.
Loss of money?
Not exist.
At most, make a little profit.
Silver Sword: "Can I just buy the mask and the shovel?"
Silver Hand: "I just want the gas mask and the belt!"
Mosquito shook his head like a rattle.
"No, no, the shovel and belt are gifts, not sold separately!"
Silver's father: "Fuck!"
Quit smoking: "x-on:#￥!"
Although they cursed, many players still took out VMs and paid for the gifts. Looking at the gas masks and protective clothing that were sold out, Mosquito's face was full of joy.
What is a professional player in life?
This is good!
…
The third day of the launch of Alpha1.1 version.
The countdown of four hundred helmets finally returned to zero, and the little players who had been looking forward to it for countless days and months finally logged into the game as they wished.
When they opened their eyes and let the dazzling white light reflect on their retinas, almost every face facing up was full of surprise and shock.
This light!
This wind!
This realistic touch!
And the solemn broadcast!
The shock of being in the scene came to them, and every frame and every decibel made them feel that the funds were burning!
And this was just the opening animation...
"Awesome! I actually played such an awesome game in my lifetime!"
"Isn't this much more awesome than that metaverse?!"
"The child cried with excitement!"
"Open the door! Let me out!"
"...You have to wear pants to go out? Why do you have to wear pants? Can you not wear them?"
"Can you take them off after you go out?"
The chirping sound was exactly the same as before.
Finally, the broadcast was over, and more than 400 newbies swarmed out of the room and squeezed into the square under the guidance of the broadcast.
Unlike Shelter No. 404.
The facilities of Shelter No. 117, which was neglected in maintenance, were slightly old, but the space was slightly larger.
But these newcomers obviously didn't care about these.
Being able to become a rare European emperor and witness the birth of an epoch-making game with your own eyes is already a cheering thing.
As for which shelter you were born in, who cares?
Under the gaze of expectant eyes, a blue power armor strode in front of all the players.
The shiny armor and the powerful hammer attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared.
The helmet's visor opens.
After looking around at the players present, Chu Guang cleared his throat and re-read the opening remarks he had finally thought of in a solemn tone.
"...This is the two hundredth year after the end of the world. Fortunately, we have successfully survived the most difficult years. You are luckier than 12 billion people to be here, and now I need you as soon as possible Recognize the current situation, and then fulfill your declaration under the banner of the People’s League - rebuild our home!”
"This is my assistant next to me. Its name is Xiaoqi. If you have any questions about the shelter or anything you don't understand, you can ask it."
After the routine was over, Chu Guang handed over the remaining time to his assistant Xiao Qi and the veteran players beside him.
The threat of the wave is looming.
People are needed everywhere.
Regarding how to play "Wasteland OL", these players with bigger and bigger ideas are more capable than me in planning.
All they need is a little guidance.
By the time the task of "Passing on the Fire" is completed, I believe these newbies should have a basic understanding of the rules and gameplay of the game.
After the opening animation ends.
The newbies dispersed in a swarm.
A little player, who was poking around, walked up to the old man who quit smoking and asked curiously.
"Boss, how should I play this game?"
When he heard someone calling him boss, he suddenly felt happy to quit smoking. He acted like a master and looked at the player calmly.
"What's your ID?"
The player chuckled.
"The sixth guy in the corner! I'm a sniper and a thief. I can jump, jump, instant and blind. If you don't understand, I'm asking, where can I buy snipers in this game?"
Quitting looked at him with a caring face and said patiently.
"First of all, the most basic LD-47 assault rifle costs two hundred silver coins. If you are new, I recommend the Pu-9 or the bolt-action Ripper... Before you think about buying any gun, you should touch it first. Touch your pocket."
The old man in the corner touched his pocket and pulled out a coin with N and F written on the front and back.
"Well, I only have 5 silver coins...what can I buy?"
Quit giving him a surprised look.
"The novice gift pack has actually increased to five silver coins?"
He originally paid for one silver coin, but it has doubled five times!
The old man in the corner was stunned for a moment.
"is it a lot?"
Quit smoking and chuckle: "Probably enough for a bowl of noodles."
The sixth person in the corner: "..."
Quit smoking and patted his shoulder in an old-fashioned manner.
"Don't be discouraged. This is how everyone came here. Anyway, you first take on the fire mission, and I will help you complete the novice mission. When you save 500 and contribute 50 silver coins, you can buy a VM first. There is no player interface, and you can't do anything. convenient."
The old man in the corner was shocked.
"What the hell?! Do you have to spend money to buy the system interface of this game?"
Quit smoking and nodded.
"After all, it was a function that we forced the planners to create. From the beginning, this game didn't even have a currency for transactions, not to mention the operation interface."
"Awesome!" The old man in the corner looked at him with envy, "Boss, you must be a master, right?"
Quit smoking and smile mysteriously.
"Don't dare, don't dare. This game is very deep. There are many big players, so I'm just average."
Hearing this, the sixth man in the corner's eyes suddenly lit up.
Just by saying this, he must be a big shot!
"Boss! Can you bring my brother with you to play black games with you?"
Quit smoking and said with a smile.
"Okay, I can take up to four people. How many of you are there?"
The old man in the corner chuckled.
"Not many, there are exactly four including me!"
Damn it?
Four coming in at once?
Quitting looked at him in surprise, raised his arm and clicked on VM.
"What are the IDs of your three friends?"
“It’s free to lead snipers, props masters, and lost newbies!”
Can.
This ID sounds like a FPS player.
After quitting smoking, they entered their nickname on the screen and clicked on the application. As long as they went to Xiaoqi's place to confirm, the task of passing on the legacy would officially begin.
"Done... I think you guys have been waiting in line for a long time."
The sixth man in the corner smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head.
"It has indeed been a long wait... Anyway, I filled in the reservation after seeing the promotional photos of the new map of the Alpha 1.0 version. I have been waiting for about a month."
As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"This game has become so popular recently, the number of pre-orders has exceeded 100,000!"
Quit smoking: "..."
MMP!
It’s been a long time to wait for only one month!
The mood that was originally beautiful because of those few boss calls was no longer so beautiful in an instant.
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(A bowl of beef noodles, I squatted in the toilet for half an hour...)