In the conference room, a team member was reporting in a deep voice.
"Boss, there are currently 242 pieces of equipment in the warehouse. Among them, 63 pieces of white equipment, 141 pieces of blue equipment, and 38 pieces of purple equipment. There are also xxx portions of flour, xxx portions of rice, xx pieces of linen, xx pieces of bandages..."
Tian Zhehan's expression was solemn, his expression solemn.
After the report is over, the team members sit down consciously.
The second person stood up and said, "In the fish pond, a total of 311 crucian carp, 242 silver carp, 167 grass carp and 82 herring were raised."
Turning to the third person, she said, "The team now has two main sources of income. One is mining in caves, and the other is fishing in the sea."
"The ore dug up will be sold that night, and then the ingredients will be purchased through various channels. In addition to eating the caught sea fish, you can also sell it."
"According to the instructions of the head of the regiment, the stall does not accept currency transactions, but only barter. A lot of equipment and cards have been exchanged these days. Even if the wood workshop and blacksmith shop lack materials and the goods are no longer sold, the team can support a period of time. time."
"The fresh fish in the fish pond was originally intended to be sold, but unfortunately the territory has been severely lacking in food recently. According to the command of the leader, one fish was not sold and continued to be raised in the fish pond. However, a large amount of feed is needed every day. Not to mention an extra expense out of thin air, it will quickly consume the hoarded materials.”
As soon as the words were spoken, the brows of the teammates were wrinkled, and they all showed distress.
Recently, there has been a tense atmosphere in Lingyun City. Many couldn't tell what happened, but there was an inexplicable sense of urgency.
Driven by the pressure, the residents invariably hoarded food. It seems that the only way to ease the anxiety in my heart.
Spring is so torturous, what will happen in summer, autumn and winter
Stock up stock up stock up stock up stock up stock up stock, in the end how much material do you need to stock up, will you feel okay and can stop
No one can answer.
Hoarding has become instinctive.
Some people think it's simple. Stock up on a little more, a little more, the more the better.
…in other words, never ending, never satisfied.
The meeting room was eerily quiet.
The deputy head coughed lightly, "There are too many fresh fish in the fish pond, and it is not cost-effective to keep them. Either barter for rice and flour, or kill and marinate them to make salted fish. Given that there are very few fish on the market today Players are willing to trade rice and flour, and I personally prefer to salvage, slaughter, and store them as salted fish.”
Tian Zhehan said nothing after a long time, "That's right, do as he said."
The taste of pickled salted fish is more than a little worse, but it is better than the long shelf life. The current situation is unclear, so naturally we have to prepare for the worst.
**
"Quick! Gather the fire and take it away in one wave!"
The shouting sounded, and countless skills hit the boss. It swayed and fell down weakly, and the dropped items emerged.
"Captain, how do you divide the spoils?" The members looked at the materials on the ground, and they were very eager.
In the past, equipment and skill cards were always the most popular items. But now, game materials, especially cooking game materials, are the latecomers.
Some masters even bluntly stated that if they want to invite them to join the group, they must first select game materials when assigning them.
What can others do? Of course agreed.
The dropped items were scattered all over the place, and there was a hint of joy in the captain's eyes, "As agreed in advance, Yuan Mao will pick it first."
Others looked envious, but not at all dissatisfied. Obviously recognized Yuan Mao's contribution, willing to obey the captain's safety.
Yuan Mao didn't know what politeness was, so he walked over to the dropped items to pick them up, and finally picked up two pieces of super-thick pork belly that were one finger long and three fingers wide.
The captain's face was aching, and he followed suit, "Don't you know how to cook? It's useless to pick pork belly, right?"
Yuan Mao said confidently, "Chop it up and put it in the pot, and cook the porridge directly."
team leader,"… "
Picked wild vegetables can be chopped and put in the pot to stew porridge.
The meat pieces can be chopped up and put in the pot to stew porridge.
Looking at it this way, porridge is really a good thing, especially suitable for men, who live alone, and who are not good at cooking.
Yuan Mao finished challenging the spoils and put them into the storage backpack.
Seeing that the other party is determined to choose pork belly, and will never change his mind, the captain said helplessly, "Next, Guo Qing."
Guo Qing had already spotted the target. Hearing the captain calling his name, he strode forward without saying a word, and pocketed three pieces of tenderloin the size of an adult fist.
What is the use of hunting and dropping food? It's not your turn to choose!
The rest of the team was envious, and tears could not help falling from the corners of their mouths.
"The third one, Shi Yanyan," the captain announced.
Shi Yanyan's eyes wandered back and forth between Yuan Mao and Guo Qing, and she didn't want to challenge the prize in the past.
"Hurry up and divide the fall into one point." The captain looked up at the sky and urged, "If you are lucky, you will encounter edible plants during the hunt, and you can collect them separately."
"I've already said that the dropped items are distributed according to their contribution, and the player with the highest contribution has priority. The resources are based on their ability, and whoever picks them is who."
"If anyone is dissatisfied, then try their best to improve their own strength and grab the right of priority."
... The two of them are equipped with first-class equipment and super-skilled, how can she catch up in a while
Shi Yanyan sighed silently and stepped forward.
**
At dusk, the seaside is crowded with people.
The waves crashed on the beach, and some small fish and shells washed ashore. It's too late to say it, and several players have set their sights on the same target, and they have all started to fight for it.
"I got it!" One person shouted excitedly.
Others feel sorry, but not discouraged. They cheered up and waited quietly for the next competition.
A player carried a harpoon and went to the shallow water to fish.
Hold your breath, carefully look for traces of sea fish. When the target is found, the harpoon slams a fork. When you pick it up again, there will be an extra live fish in the front of the harpoon.
There are also people who have harpoons empty, but they have not caught fish after more than ten times of forking, and they want to scold their mothers in anger, "Is there something wrong with this harpoon? Poor quality?"
In the midst of slander, someone carried a wooden barrel with a single stroke, even with sea fish and sea water, filling the barrel full to the brim.
Others took fishing nets and cast them lightly. When the net is closed, there are not only fish and shrimp, but also algae.
Players who bought harpoons were annoyed: there are so many ways to fish, why did you choose the most difficult one? It's good now, I bought the equipment, but I didn't catch the fish. He's standing here like a log, looking stupid...
The sky was getting darker.
People lingering on the shore were reluctant to leave.
At this moment, their thoughts are surprisingly consistent - more food, more security. Don't go back to the city until nightfall. Poor people rely on part-time jobs to subsidize their households, and they can eat only if they work hard!
**
After getting familiar with the rhythm of spring, the residents found that although the days were difficult, they could barely survive.
Just insisting on it day by day, on the 270th day, the players were full of tears, thinking that they were about to see the dawn. Unexpectedly, on the 271st day, the upper right corner displayed, "Spring, disaster day."
"What about 30 days in spring, 20 disaster days, and 10 safe days?" The player was distraught.
"Is there a bug in the system! It's been 21 days, why is it still a disaster day!"
"No way? Not even a chance to breathe?"
"Wouldn't it be the third year of epic difficulty, all year round disaster days?"
Hearing the last guess, the player's eyes darkened, and he really cried, "Spicy chicken game! If you don't kill us, you won't be reconciled, will you!!"
No matter how they cursed, the system didn't respond.
Only the 272nd day, disaster day.
The 273rd day, the day of disaster.
The 274th day, the day of disaster.
…
The real oppression is to let people go to perish in an atmosphere of silence and repression.
The pressure of life is huge, and many players are out of breath. Usually, only by scolding the game can we relax for a while.
But even so, the population of Lingyun City is still decreasing.
Day 280.
[The wood workshop is upgraded to level 3. 】
【The floor space is increased, the studio is expanded, and up to 10 employees can be hired. 】
Yun Ling looked at the territory panel.
[Residential population: 30,000]
【Existing residents: 6215 (temporary residents 497)】
[Unlockable buildings: 13]
【Existing buildings: 12】
【Existing building details:
Warehouse (Level 3): Omitted.
Mission Hall (Level 3): omitted.
Wood Workshop (Level 3): omitted.
Tailor's shop (level 3): omitted.
Dwellings (level 3): omitted.
Protective cover (level 3): omitted.
Restaurant (level 3): omitted.
Ice Warehouse (Level 3): Omitted.
Farmland (level 3): omitted.
Blacksmith (level 3): omitted.
Market (level 3): omitted.
Pier (Level 3): Slightly. 】
All of them were level 3, and they were neatly arranged, which greatly pleased Yun Ling.
She flipped through the panel back and forth, feeling an indescribable satisfaction in her heart.
"There are still 3 quarters, the game is over, and the full count is 90 days." Yun Ling's eyes were firm and determined to face the challenge bravely.
**
Day 281.
When I wake up in the morning, people are still confused, and a system prompt enters the line of sight.
[Congratulations to the player for successfully spending the third year of spring. 】
[You get a customs clearance prompt. 】
[The third year is the year of disaster, the day of disaster throughout the year. 】
After seeing the text and understanding its meaning, Yun Ling's whole body became sober.
"Bad premonitions always come true..." She looked helpless.
On the first day of summer, the temperature has risen significantly, and the hot people are sweaty and uncomfortable.
Early in the morning, Yunling made himself a bowl of mung bean soup to cool off the heat.
"The temperature can't go up any more." She muttered while eating, "It was enough tossing last year, how can you live even if the temperature is high?"
While talking, I thought of Lu Chuan and You Qingwen, and planned to send NPCs to deliver ice drinks and ice cubes later.
At 8:00 sharp, the expedition departed from the territory on time.
Players in life are busy with each other, fetching water, knitting hats, and fishing.
There are also people who are in charge of cooking. Under the escort of teammates, they carry wooden barrels to the stream to fetch water.
Walking to the stream, the woman was stunned for a while, and hesitantly asked, "Has the stream narrowed? Why is something wrong with me?"
"Isn't that the same stream? Could it be different?" The teammates were guarding the surrounding area, and their expressions were quite nervous. Hearing the words, he couldn't help urging, "I can't protect you by myself. Don't hesitate, move quickly."
The woman thought it was her own delusion, she didn't think much, she filled a bucket of water and returned to the city.
At the same time, Yun Ling caught a glimpse somewhere out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but stop, "Why are there no mountain streams here?"
She clearly remembered that from the beginning of the game, there was water flowing through here, forming a mountain stream. Why all of a sudden, said no, no? !
Remembering that the third year is a year of disaster, an ominous premonition arose in my heart.
"Maybe it's a coincidence?" Pang Yu guessed.
Yun Ling: "The first day of summer? Coincidence?"
Pang Yu couldn't even persuade himself, so he simply kept silent.
"If you are unfortunate enough to guess, there will be a drought in the summer of the third year..." Yun Ling felt extremely heavy, "That would be troublesome."