Madly Slacking Off in a Survival Game

#Give Me A Bed, I Can Survive The Whole Game#

Qian Yue has a disease—laziness.

While others are fearfully collecting items, she is leisurely taking a nap.

Qian Yue: "What...

Chapter 105 The Last Pure Land (18) Game Day 9

Qi Feng had just exited the nutrition cabin when he received an accident report from his secretary.

The orange light kept flashing, and he pressed a switch, and the other person's face suddenly appeared on the screen.

Qi Feng asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

If Qianyue were here, she would find that Qi Feng's aura when facing others is obviously different from when he is in front of her.

But the others had long been accustomed to Qi Feng's cold and decisive demeanor. If he were to be more gentle, it would make people feel strange and uneasy.

The secretary quickly replied, "Someone disrupted the progress of the incident, and the Longhai base was destroyed prematurely."

"Destroy?"

Qi Feng paused.

His first reaction was that there was a data error, causing the meteorite to blow up the base.

In order to make the game appear more realistic, Longhai Base is not completely isolated from the range of random meteorite bombardment.

However, there will definitely be no "destruction" situation, because that will cause the subsequent plot of the copy to be disconnected.

They checked this copy many times before it went online. Unless someone attacked the server, such a problem would not have occurred.

Qi Feng frowned slightly, "Tell me more in detail."

In their original plan, the hidden setting of Longhai Base would also be destroyed.

But that was near the end of the copy.

The growing resistance within the universe led to a change in federal government. The garbage dump was quickly halted, and a new army of volunteers returned to Earth to rescue the trapped indigenous people.

If the base was destroyed in advance, without the protection of Longhai Prison, those people would most likely not survive until the eleventh day when the volunteers landed.

The secretary paused, a look of surprise on his face. "Strictly speaking, it's not considered vandalism, because the building wasn't damaged."

"Some players forcibly rescued the indigenous people and led them in a rebellion. Now Longhai Base has become a true survivor base."

Qi Feng: ???

Longhai Base itself is part of this dungeon; otherwise, there wouldn't be such a big publicity blast via radio. So, player participation was expected.

But... players rescue the indigenous people?

Are you kidding?

This dungeon is different from the previous ones. The supplies it comes with are richer than any other dungeon. Players can scavenge supplies in the city to survive.

So according to the original plan, in order to increase the difficulty of this copy, after the first few days, they consciously reduced the frequency of the appearance of Duobao merchants, which was equivalent to controlling the expansion of materials in disguise.

As the number of people eliminated continues to increase, shouldn’t the remaining people be thinking about how to survive and hold on to the end all day long?

Qi Feng tapped the table with his fingers and asked in a deep voice, "Have you found out who it is?"

When this was mentioned, the secretary's expression became even stranger.

"I did find out..."

"explain."

"It's Miss Qianyue."

Qi Feng: Who?

Oh, Qianyue.

That's okay.

Qi Feng remained calm: "What else?"

Secretary: "She has a live broadcast room, and now the whole thing has spread online. In addition to our game, many people are also discussing matters related to the "193 Regulation."

The implication is that even if they wanted to do something to remedy the situation, it was too late.

Qi Feng said indifferently: "Let it spread."

They had already prepared a plan for the Longhai base, so they weren't worried about getting into any trouble.

But regarding the plot being rewritten...

Qi Feng rubbed his temples with a headache, feeling a little tired after working for a long time. But when he thought that the culprit was Qian Yue, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Qi Feng thought for a while and quickly made a decision: "Since nothing serious has happened, don't worry about it. Notify all departments to keep a close eye on it. If the situation worsens, activate the backup plan at any time."

"I'll take a half-hour break. Please contact me if there's anything unusual happening."

The secretary quickly agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he first handed over the work, and then sent a message in the department group.

"I told you the boss wouldn't pursue the matter once he heard who did it. Just wait and see what good news the boss has to say! Anyone who made the wrong bet, hurry up and pay!"

On the eighth day of the game, the system announced early in the morning that due to the deteriorating environment, all players would have 40 health points and 25 spirit points deducted.

This is simply bad news for those who already have limited supplies.

Take Qianyue as an example. She is one of those people who distributes various values ​​very evenly. Even so, deducting 45 health points at once is equivalent to losing one-third of her life in the morning.

This situation makes those players even more afraid to move easily.

Meanwhile, life for the indigenous peoples was little better.

"Radiation causes the disease to mutate, making it more difficult to treat."

"The radiation has affected soil quality, causing some organisms to degenerate and mutate, and breaking the food chain."

"Atmospheric damage has intensified, the ozone layer has been destroyed, the greenhouse effect has intensified, global temperatures have risen sharply, and some non-altitude areas have begun to experience hypoxia."

In a luxurious hotel, a bloated man was sitting in a luxurious bathtub beside the bed, waiting to die.

The water in the bathtub reflected ripples in the sunlight, but from the turbidity of the water surface, it was obvious that the water had not been changed for several days.

Likewise, the room was a mess, as if no one had cleaned it in days. The door to the room was even half-open, proving that the person staying there was not an original guest of the hotel, but had moved in later, using force.

At this moment, the man in a short-sleeved shirt squeezed into the bathtub, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand, pouring it into his mouth from time to time. The overflowing red wine dripped from the corner of his mouth into the pool, and finally mixed with the turbid water and disappeared.

The reason why I use the word "squeeze" is because this person's figure can hardly be described as "fat".

Excessive radiation had caused his body to become abnormally obese, even deformed. His head, almost a size larger than it actually was, was now covered in sparse hair, and his eyes, which required careful observation to be seen, were now staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

He had imagined countless times that one day he would be able to look down upon the entire city from this window. But most of the time, he was just a passerby with a briefcase on his back under this tall building.

I didn't expect that after finally realizing my wish, it would be in such a way.

The city outside the window had long since become a desolate place, dust and sparks filled the view, and the world was left with only loneliness. When he finally remembered and tried to look back, there was no one around him.

If you think about it carefully, the scenery you can see here doesn't seem to be any different from what you usually see.

The sky is still the sky, and the earth is still the earth.

"A hotel that costs tens of thousands of dollars a night is just like this..."

In the last moment of his life, he closed his eyes without even having the chance to shed tears.

Today, the Longhai base has been completely renovated.

All the rules of the past have been abolished, and those hidden corners have been opened up and become new settlements.

It was impossible to verify who the remaining supplies in the warehouse belonged to or how they should be returned to their original owners. Qianyue waved his hand and made the decision to distribute them based on the number of people in front of everyone.

This is certainly not the best solution. After all, there are always a few people who come without bringing anything, which means they get supplies for free.

But in fact, the environment outside is now so bad that it is not suitable for any production activities outside. In this case, neither distribution according to work nor letting them be self-reliant is a solution.

Under the current circumstances, equal distribution is the most appropriate approach.

However, in order to prevent malicious incidents, they did not distribute all the items at the beginning. Instead, they set quotas and distributed them on time every day.

Even so, supplies are still not enough.

Someone suggested to be frugal and reduce each person's daily quota, but Qianyue rejected it.

"The current quota is already low enough. If it decreases further, I'm afraid many people will starve to death before they contract any disease. At a time like this, immunity is even more important. If nutrition isn't adequate, you're more susceptible to infection."

She vowed, "Don't worry, someone will come to rescue us within three days. Don't worry about supplies. Hurry and get someone to fix the radio base station at the base."

The person who proposed: “…”

It's because of what you said that I'm even more worried, okay?!

However, he had to admit that they had no other choice but to believe Qianyue's reinforcement theory. At this time, blindly reducing material consumption would only wear down humanity's will.

Qianyue: "Don't worry, I have found a new source of supplies."

The other party: "Really?"

Qianyue smiled and said nothing.

Qian Chi, who was standing behind her, silently pinched his philtrum when he heard this.

Ten minutes later, in the former confinement room, now the live broadcast room, Qian Chi was taking the props out while trying to suppress his heartache, while introducing the props in a righteous manner, while Qian Yue stood in front of him with the live broadcast room, acting as an emotionless camera stand.

Qian Chi would provide the tools to save people, and Qian Yue would promote the event. This was the condition they had agreed upon.

But once the problem of food and clothing is solved, it is easy to develop other thoughts.

In order to prevent bad incidents, these things will not be taken out directly at the beginning. They will only be sent into the warehouse in small portions when the warehouse supplies are almost used up, until reinforcements arrive or the two people's (mainly Qian Chi's) stocks are used up.

But justice is justice, and as a businessman, Qian Chi was still heartbroken. As for how he was eventually chased and beaten with a shoe horn by his partner Yu Chengyi, who had the same temper, that is another story.

On the ninth day of the game, the situation continued to deteriorate.

The initial health deduction points directly reached 60 points, and the spirit value soared to 40 points. Many players turned into a white light at the moment of dawn.

The heat was unbearable, and even hiding in the basement, the dryness persisted. Radiation levels in the air continued to rise, and many people began to develop varying degrees of radiation-induced illness.

Hair loss, baldness, swelling, expansion, and tumors.

Sometimes it's the hands, sometimes the legs, sometimes the head.

Some people joked that this might even lead to a new aesthetic, where beauty pageants would compete to see who has the brightest and biggest bald head.

When saying this, several girls laughed together, but in the end they all shed tears.

Having long since experienced the darkest times, people's faces were filled with positive and optimistic smiles. But even so, anxiety spread quickly among the crowd like an epidemic.

At this time, the news of the cessation of garbage discharge is like a spring rain.