It is not difficult to extract biomass from squirrel corpses. The base has the technology to convert biomass into bodies, and naturally it also has the module to extract biomass.
What is more difficult is how to move the countless gray rat carcasses back. Now there are mountains of gray rat carcasses around the base, and they have to be moved back to the base gate one by one.
If the B550M is here, this matter will be easier. Now we can only carry it with bare hands, and at most, we can transport a bunch of them in one go with the Peak 300.
But Wu Que couldn't get all the players to attack him now. Think about when soldiers feel most comfortable? Of course it's time to win, loot the enemy's warehouses, and make a fortune.
The same goes for players.
Now allowing them to continue working and not allowing them to follow him to clear out the Gray Rat organization's base would undoubtedly be another blow to the players' already poor gaming experience.
Purely destroying player enthusiasm!
If you can't squeeze players, you can only squeeze other NPCs.
Janet is the main force in extracting squirrels. She must know how fat and thin each squirrel is, how many kilograms of minced meat can be cut, how many kilograms of meat with bones, and how many kilograms of non-bone meat can be extracted. To produce perfect biomass, you must do it yourself.
As a firearms instructor, Sasha, of course, had to subtly instill firearms knowledge into students from the time they were still embryos, so he couldn't run away.
After leaving a Pick 300 and a Survivor 380 for the two of them as transportation vehicles, Wu Que was ready to lead the players.
Although the actual time it took to win this battle was just over a day, it was incomparable to small battles in other games. But the feeling of exhaustion and refreshment is solid.
As a result, the players who were offline wanted to sleep and have fun at the same time. The water group first stayed up for most of the night, and then someone discovered that Teacher Dafeng had posted another post after a long absence, so they rushed to the post to build a team.
""A battle, a glimpse of the exquisiteness and inadequacy of the stars' plan"."
"[Wind speed determines skirt hem height]: I haven't posted in the forum for a long time. Everyone must be very concerned about the progress of the game. I can report here that we have just ended the first battle of the game. I have made some summaries to share with you. Let’s talk about all aspects of the Stars Project today.”
"[Although I gave you roses]: Eyes in the front row. If you don't understand, just ask, is Project Stars a new idol project?"
"[Brother is rapping for you here]: Are you in the wrong section upstairs? This is the game area."
"[Crayon Shin-chan Meow Meow Fist]: I am Super Wind! Teacher Gale, please come here!"
"[[]]: Teacher Dafeng actually used the word 'exquisite' to describe the Star Project. It must have been completely transformed by the game training, right?"
Although the building quickly showed signs of being crooked, Fengsu decided to determine the height of the skirt. This time, he quickly typed out the follow-up content, which was full of useful information. For the first time, forum users did not care about Fengsu and the love of the Stars Project. Hate love and hatred.
"Wind Speed Determines the Skirt" describes the content of a battle in great detail, including the first and second phases, three waves of enemies, and the player's response operations. What about the 152 shooting through the missile warehouse with one shot, thousands of trees blooming in the east wind at night, two motorcycles locked in iron and pulling a 20-meter-long machine across the river? Although the text is extremely simple and unpretentious, just imagining it can tell the story for three days and three nights. .
"It sounds like the game is very difficult. Everyone has to fight more than ten enemies. The equipment is not as good as the opponent's. If you die, you can't be resurrected immediately..."
"If you don't understand, just ask, is this a new generation of Souls-like game?"
"The activities of our Soul-like game are like this."
"So what exactly is the world view of this game? Has the author not got a detailed understanding of it after playing it for so long?"
Posts discussing the content of the game began to appear constantly. The popularity of Project Stellaris had already subsided, but it became popular again because of the post that the wind speed determines the height of the skirt.
Under this post, the players who had already joined the game started to make noises, especially Captain Hamster, who posted a long list of "Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs Recruitment" and boasted about a lot of benefits for newcomers, and was finally dismissed by Feng Su. Determine the hem height and severely ban the sanction.
Captain Hamster, with two dark circles under his eyes, was about to move to the battle group and continue to face Teacher Gale, when a striking Aite group immediately woke him up.
"[Giant Magikarp]: @All members, get online quickly, the NPC has the latest instructions!"
"Let no one sleep anymore!!" Captain Hamster cursed, jumped up, put on the old-fashioned VR glasses, and suddenly entered the game again.
He stood up quickly, and many players around him were doing the same thing as him, getting up from the simple bed. The players who were soaking in the medical cabin before going offline also spit bubbles and crawled out of the medical cabin.
The two Pique 300s have been charged. At this time, the engines are in a preheating state and are making rumbling sounds.
"What are you going to do?" Captain Hamster asked quickly as he pulled the giant Magikarp.
"Go and plunder the Gray Rat Organization's lair!" The Giant Carp King said with great interest after hearing Wu Que's previous arrangements, "Didn't we seize anything belonging to the Gray Rat Organization in the previous battle? This time we went directly to their base. Pack up all the remaining things and bring them back!”
"plunder!"
The players' eyes lit up, and they immediately climbed into the Pique 300 and each found a place to sit down in the spacious rear cabin.
"The location has been marked on the map. Let's go to the market affiliated to the Gray Rat Organization first. Diao Delong, Chilias, you each drive a car, and we will meet there."
Wu Que climbed onto the Survivor 380, twisted the handle, and rushed out of the base first.
There probably won't be much left in the Squirrel's organization that can be shipped back. Most of the vehicles and the like in the Squirrel Organization's base, which lacks power supply, are in a state of scrap. Even if there is equipment of the 152-m10 turret level, it is estimated that it is too old to be used.
What is precious are the possible blueprints - for example, the short-term charging submachine gun. If such equipment can be mass-produced at the base, the players' power will definitely increase rapidly.
And he set off to the market alone first, of course to see if there were still people to recruit under his command——
If the scattered rat tide hadn't killed him.
He was galloping through the garbage, and the next base module he wanted to unlock appeared on the light screen in front of him:
Communications room.
