When Wu Que arrived, the battle was already over.
There was only one useless star man left, who was tied up tightly and thrown aside. The wind speed determines the height of the skirt. He has been rescued, but his legs seem to be injured and he cannot stand on his own.
"Report to the executor." The Dianshao Mammoth ran up to report excitedly, "We have successfully rescued the soldiers, annihilated two enemies, and left one alive. Please give instructions."
These players are too quick!
Wu Que maintained his serious look in front of the players, nodded appreciatively and said: "Very good, we don't need to be afraid of any enemies. Remember, the base owner must have the courage and will to fire cannons across the universe. In the future, our fleet will point to Where there is glory and victory.”
"Master Executor, you look so brave and handsome when you copy famous quotes."
Wu Que ignored ET7424's strange aura. Anyway, the players in front of him were aroused by his words, and they were all screaming oh oh oh.
"Master Executor, the base's weapons are so sharp!" Fengcheng Rose came up and said, "Looking at how well we have completed the mission, can we also get one of the base's scimitars?"
"Machete?" Wu Que was stunned for a moment, then scanned the area, and then saw the miserable corpse on the ground.
Was this cut out by that humble knife?
He suppressed the urge to ask 7424 on the spot and said in a deep voice: "Soldier, the base is currently in short supply of supplies. When everything is stable, we will naturally equip you with sufficient weapons."
When he spoke, the wristbands on the players' hands lit up again, and ET7424 had completed the player's task information processing in the background. .
"[Emergency Mission]: Save Soldier Fengsu.
The ET7424 base is a base that prospers and loses. As a member of the base, we cannot allow our colleagues to be humiliated.
Lost Soldier Found (1/1).
Destroy enemies: 2.
Capture enemies: 1.
Mission reward: The base contributes 100 ET points. "
"ET point? This is the base's contribution point, right?" Several players checked their panel pages one after another and found that there was another ET point next to the character information.
"I am at 140 points." The recycling refrigerator was surprised, and Captain Hamster also asked the same question: "I am also at 140 points. Are we being overcounted?"
The contribution point mechanism was just installed by ET7424, but after all, this is a reality and not a real server. In other words, ET7424 itself is a server, and such a change as "going online" does not require downtime and maintenance.
"The extra points are contribution points for the materials you brought back to the base." Wu Que replied, "I will announce the redeemable list of contribution points later. As the base improves, the number of redeemable items will continue to increase."
Hearing Wu Que's words, Captain Hamster quietly turned around and gave a high-five to the recycling refrigerator, his eyes clearly saying "See if what I said is accurate."
The other players suddenly realized, but they didn't pay much attention to Captain Hamster's small lead.
There are garbage dumps everywhere here. Who doesn’t know how to pick up garbage at the base?
Wu Que finally had time to check the wind speed. Watching the NPC arrive, Fengsu pursed his lips and said nothing, but the real pain was constantly coming from his right leg that could not reach the ground, making his facial features twitch.
"It is commendable that you did not succumb to the enemy." Wu Que said seriously, "The lives and bodies of soldiers are the base's precious property. I hope you will not waste your hard-earned life."
As he finished speaking, Feng Su's wristband also jumped out of the light screen, and he also gained contribution points, but only 50 points.
Wu Que, on the other hand, bypassed Fengsu and finally went to check on the captured useless star man.
The appearance of this useless starman was unremarkable. He was tied up tightly and his mouth was stuffed with dry plastic picked up nearby. He was twisting his body and moaning non-stop.
Wu Que picked up a pipe and picked out the garbage from his mouth. The useless star had just regained the right to speak when a burst of irritable words exploded in Wu Que's ears like firecrackers:
"Tomorrow the squirrel will shave all your flesh off your bones and shave them cleanly, and your skulls will be lifted off to pretend to be me..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Wu Que directly stuffed the trash he took out back, and then hit him with a heavy punch in the face.
The useless star man's nose was bleeding, he simply leaned back and passed out.
Wu Que looked at the unconscious Waste Star Man and fell into deep thought.
Although he only said one sentence, and 90% of it was useless information, there were two words that were crucial and could not be more critical.
"Squirrel".
Of course, this gray rat does not refer to the mutated mice that are often two or three meters long on the waste star, but the organization of waste star people who named themselves after the same species.
The Gray Rat is the most famous organization of waste stars in his area, with a total of nearly a hundred people. Even when Wu Que collected the materials for activating the central base, he used Squirrel's channels.
This kind of organization is by no means easy to get along with, that is to say, there are not many intersecting interests among the Waste Star people, otherwise it is estimated that this entire area will have to be collected by Squirrel for protection fees.
And Wu Que once heard someone say that the reason why Gray Rat can hold on to nearly a hundred people is because it also has an abandoned base in its hands, and there are even old military weapons in it.
This is not an easy opponent in every sense of the word - at least for now.
But if given time, aside from anything else, in terms of numbers alone, the Gray Rat's 100 people would be destined to be crushed by the number of players that gradually poured in as restrictions were lifted.
In a flash of thought, Wu Que had already made up his mind.
"Kenneth, come here."
He called to Kenneth and pointed to the dead starman who fell on the ground, "Get rid of him, make it clean and don't leave any traces. When you're done, lead the team back to the base. I'll go back first."
"clear!"
Kenneth responded with great enthusiasm, and when he looked at the useless star man again, his face turned into the same expressionless expression as Wu Que.
He is a professional player. Although this game does feel a little different, it is still the data in the game...
Although the process of doing it was a bit bloody and disgusting, and he was a bit R18, he was a legal adult, killing a bunch of data, what kind of feelings did he have.
"Master Executor." ET7424's voice sounded in Wu Que's headset again, "I have something to report to you here."
"explain."
"Regarding the soldier's foot injury, it will take two wasteful star days to be cured by the healing device, which requires consumption..."
Wu Que's hand holding the joystick suddenly tightened.
"No one died, but just treating injuries requires resources?"
"Fever and pneumonia are both within the scope of sick leave. Isn't it natural that resources are required for both care and treatment?"
"ET7424."
"Master Executor, what are your orders?"
"Deduct half of the contribution of wind speed to skirt hem height."
