"Oh, oh, oh, master, you have come to see me."

The whine in front is the sound of the pulley running over the concrete floor.

After returning to the surface, Chu Guang first went to the third floor of the sanatorium.

I originally planned to ask Xiaoqi to find out the situation, but before I even got to the window, I saw the wastepaper basket pitifully leaning towards me.

Chu Guang looked at it in confusion, not knowing what was happening to it.

"what happened to you?"

"Xiao Qi only has one bar left."

Huh.

What were you thinking?

etc……

Chu Guang: "Where can I find a place to charge your batteries?"

Xiaoqi: "I have a wireless charging port on my body. I just need to go back to the shelter and stay for a while!"

Chu Guang: "..."

No wonder I didn't see a single socket in the shelter, and the computer without a host on the table never ran out of power. It's all high-tech.

Although wireless charging is not considered high-tech.

Picking up the wastebasket-shaped robot, Chu Guang walked downstairs.

Obediently putting away the pulley underneath, Xiao Qi suddenly spoke.

"Yes, Master."

"What happened again?"

"I suddenly remembered that the power system of the shelter seems to be powered by a nuclear fusion reactor core."

"Nuclear fusion?"

"Well, so the electricity inside will last a long, long time."

"Oh, that's a good thing." Chu Guang had already begun to wonder how he could steal the electricity inside.

Xiaoqi continued.

"Although, this may not be a good thing."

His thoughts were interrupted by these words, and Chu Guang, who was going down the stairs, stopped.

"What's the meaning?"

"Because it is already 2340, which is already a long, long time ago compared to the year the shelter was built..."

What?!

Chu Guang asked hurriedly.

“What happens if the power runs out?”

However, Xiao Qi's reply almost made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"have no idea."

"have no idea???"

How dare you say you don’t know such an important question!

Isn’t there an emergency plan???

Xiaoqi said cautiously.

"Because according to the plan... this shelter was supposed to be opened a hundred years ago, but I don't know why it was delayed for a whole century."

Chu Guang: "..."

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't speak, Xiao Qi continued to comfort him in a low voice.

"Actually, you don't have to be too pessimistic. The power room of Vault 404 should be on the third floor of the shelter. As long as you unlock that floor, it's OK to replace the fuel rods in time."

Chu Guang almost couldn't hold back and squirted.

"Where the hell am I going to get fusion fuel rods!"

This is already the 211th year of the Wasteland Era,

Xiaoqi: "Well, there will always be a way, right?"

Chu Guang: "..."

No matter what you say, you can't vent your anger on electronic products.

That's so tasteless.

Chu Guang placed Xiao Qi next to the elevator and watched as the wastebasket robot rolled back.

Feeling a little irritable.

However, Chu Guang also knew that it was useless to be anxious at this time, and the problems had to be solved one by one.

There shouldn't be much of a power problem in the short term. Even if the shelter is delayed for a century, it has not worked in the past century and should be running in energy-saving mode. Maybe the remaining power can still be used for decades.

Not even sure.

In contrast, the coming cold winter made him even more nervous.

There is not much time left for him to prepare...

Leaving the nursing home.

Chu Guang came to the cement kiln and found that the players were busy working energetically and had already started building the second cement kiln.

Next to it, there were eight mounds of charcoal stewed in neat rows.

This is to skip the agricultural era and jump directly into industrialization!

Chu Guang was overjoyed.

Thanks to my skill in managing people and managing the village!

Looking at the manager walking towards him, Lao Bai wiped the plaster from his face. He was not as excited as an adult in his twenties or thirties, but more like a child. He stood up and said.

"Master Manager, you are here!"

"Well, I just went down there...are these your ideas?" Chu Guang asked, looking at the earthen cement kiln behind him.

“It’s everyone’s credit!”

"You don't have to be humble, I see it all, and the organization will remember your contribution!"

Lao Bai looked excited.

Isn't that what he was waiting for?

Especially the second half of the sentence.

"...In addition, on behalf of the organization, I will give each of you a 1,000 contribution point reward as a reward for unlocking cement building materials. And from now on, you will be the construction captain of Vault 404 Outpost!"

"You are free to use your creativity to design and build our outpost within the scope of the plan."

It would be great if the system prompts a "ding" sound at this time.

That must be cool.

Alternatively, a pop-up window that displays reward prompts in the eyes of players would also be a good idea.

But unfortunately, none.

However, even so, even this kind of verbal promise and praise made Lao Bai's face glow with excitement.

Merit!

Position!

And, favorability!

It seems that the hidden system of this game is richer than he imagined!

"Dear administrator! I will do my best to build our home!"

The other three players looked at him with envy.

Although everyone has contribution points, it is obvious that Lao Bai who got the position of "Construction Captain" is the one who really makes the big money.

Being able to freely use construction facilities, what kind of construction captain is this? He is clearly the director of the planning office of Wasteland OL!

So awesome!

Looking at the energetic Lao Bai, Chu Guang nodded in approval and said.

"Good, now I need you to tell me your plan."

"yes!"
To be continued...