Chapter 20 Day Twenty of the Shelter

The Third Shelter's construction reached its twentieth day.

The west and north districts of the Gray Iron Ruins had been transformed into temporary shelter areas, a rudimentary form completed. City walls protected the city, and the power plant, dwellings, power grid, and internal life support systems all had basic modules and were operational.

Of the thirteen construction requirements in Han Xiao's three-month mini-goal for the [Third Shelter] main quest, only three remained incomplete.

With ten days left in the month, he could take care of them during this time.

In this way, he would complete the mission sixty days ahead of schedule, and according to the multiplier, he could get six times the reward!

Experience was always welcome, never too much, and Han Xiao never let the fat meat at his lips slip away.

What was completed in a month was only the initial form. The entire [Third Shelter] main quest required the complete creation of the shelter's final form, which was still a long way off.

Fortunately, once the progress was on track, he wouldn't need to worry about construction... But Grand Technician Han hadn't cared much in the first place.

With Huang Yu's help, Han Xiao was very idle.

In order to curry favor, Huang Yu worked so hard that he wished he could vomit bile every day, highlighting his role so that when the internal awards were given out, his contribution would definitely not be small.

Bennet's assistant was indeed capable. So far, Han Xiao was quite satisfied with Huang Yu's work efficiency, handling everything in an orderly manner.

The only negative review was that it was a pity that Huang Yu was a big man, not pleasing to the eye at all.

As the saying goes, if there's something to do, the secretary does it; if there's nothing to do, the secretary is done. This urban legend that has been passed down for decades, Han Xiao has only heard of it but never seen it, never seen a real case.

He remembered that before breaking up with the owner of the small shop downstairs, the old bachelor in his thirties often bragged to Grand Technician Han about how many company bosses he knew, saying that those personal secretaries were so enchanting and seductive, that just smelling the perfume was enough, anyway, bragging didn't cost taxes, and for the 9.5% discount, Han Xiao was too lazy to expose him.

The bachelor boss was very longing for a life of extravagance, decadence, lack of nutrition, and huge kidney water consumption. In the bachelor boss's eyes, a fart from a beautiful woman was like a warm breeze in early spring, with a slight floral fragrance. He was almost obsessed with thinking about women. Whenever this topic was mentioned, Han Xiao never concealed his contempt, and severely criticized the bachelor boss for such a life goal being degenerate and unmotivated. Instead of having the free time to daydream, he should quickly update the shelves and stop stocking counterfeit instant noodles. The old man ate noodles without seasoning packs every time, and every time it was dry, the content of dry noodles was the price of instant noodles, be careful to find the Consumer Association to blast your chrysanthemum!

Apart from the assistant being a bit of an eyesore, the shelter's other aspects were very smooth.

Through the forum's circulation, there were now 60,000 players working in the Third Shelter, a hundred times more lively than a vegetable market, with people seeking teams, setting up stalls, chatting, doing quests, PK-ing in the wild, and robbing and extorting.

Roughly one-half of the 130,000 to 150,000 players in Southern Continent gathered in the Third Shelter, and one could imagine its popularity.

There were many players, but there were only more than 2,000 Wanderer residents. After all, the Gaust Desert was a harsh environment, and even Wanderers were few in number.

To achieve the "Player Main City" plan, there had to be enough NPCs to improve the city's functions. Now, the [Shelter] main quest was attracting players, but after the shelter was built, if there was not enough attraction, the players would scatter like birds and beasts, like the remnants of a feast, and there was no feast that lasted forever.

Han Xiao didn't want to see the ending of "watch him feast on guests, watch his building collapse." He not only wanted to dominate the players' people, but also to retain the players' hearts.

Therefore, he had to greatly increase the shelter's residents, and it was best to have many important figures with special functions like Yi Ye Qing, to enrich the shelter's functions for the players.

The most direct way to increase the population was to have other large settlements migrate over. Han Xiao immediately thought of Lu Cheng, Overmaira, and the like, and secretly added them to the candidate list.

...

Clang!

The metal finger blades and the folding alloy warblade collided violently, sparks flying, locked together in a stalemate, grappling with each other, causing the weapons to tremble and making grinding sounds that grated on the teeth.

In the empty small square, Kuang Dao wore mechanical power claws on both arms and was engaged in a fierce battle with Hao Tian, who wielded a folding warblade. Rou Bao was watching the two professional players spar from the side, and out of privacy considerations, he was not recording.

Further away, Han Xiao leisurely leaned back on a deck chair, bathed in the sunlight, and observed the two's battle.

Kuang Dao Nu Jian and Hao Tian were both professional players. In order to hone their skills, they hit it off and often sparred, like a thunderbolt igniting a fire, uncontrollably, PK-ing a dozen times a day. With the professional league about to begin, professional players needed to step up their preparations.

The level 20 to level 40 range was the period with the highest enthusiasm for PK. Throughout the shelter, wild PK players could be seen everywhere, which had a negative impact on public order.

Han Xiao simply issued an order that the shelter was a safe zone where fighting was not allowed. If they wanted to fight, they could go to the abandoned city, and he wouldn't care what they looked like after the fight, and could even help demolish old buildings.

Only a safe zone could be considered a main city.

The two fought for a long time before finally stopping, with Kuang Dao slightly inferior.

It was normal for Mech Martialists to be unable to beat martial arts systems that specialized in melee combat in the early stages. After the advanced stages, each had its own characteristics.

After sparring hundreds of times, Kuang Dao had not won once, but Hao Tian did not underestimate Kuang Dao because of this, but instead felt very surprised.

"You have a lot of potential and are very suitable for the professional circle." Hao Tian encouraged. He was very optimistic about Kuang Dao. Being able to entangle with an experienced veteran god like himself for so long was enough to illustrate Kuang Dao's potential. It should be known that Kuang Dao was just an e-sports rookie.

Although Hao Tian was aloof, his aloofness was because he was focused on honing his game skills. He would be happy to see a good hunter when he encountered a master, and a feeling of mutual appreciation developed between him and Kuang Dao.

Kuang Dao scratched his head. He was not discouraged by losing to the Great God Hao Tian. Instead, he learned a lot of small skills from Hao Tian, and he became more and more comfortable in battle. He found that he indeed had a lot of potential in melee combat. Han Xiao had keen eyes and gave him the right advice.

The weapon Kuang Dao Nu Jian was currently using was called the Leopard Power Claw, which was a cold weapon blueprint Han Xiao obtained from the knowledge combination.

The Leopard Power Claw was somewhat similar to the power arm, an exoskeleton mechanical structure covering the forearm. The difference was that the finger parts were equipped with claw-like gear blades. Through internal power, the blades rotated and cut, easily tearing open one centimeter thick steel plates with a single tear.

This piece of equipment was specially manufactured by Han Xiao to sell to Kuang Dao. Kuang Dao was the earliest player to follow him, whom he had known since the closed beta, and had been quite reliable. He planned the Mech Martialist route for Kuang Dao. The Leopard Power Claw was suitable for Kuang Dao's current level of transition. Its melee lethality was stronger than the light power arm.

When Kuang Dao's level was higher, Han Xiao planned to create a composite magnetic chain splitting blade and a magnetic control metal armor for Kuang Dao. This combination was outstanding in the player group. Kuang Dao became stronger and could do more things for him.

Hao Tian was a martial arts system, and Han Xiao had no arrangements for him. He could just let nature take its course.

Feng Yue chose the mechanic system route, and had a soft spot for manufacturing. She also went to do Yi Ye Qing's quest, preparing to transfer to a pharmacist. She also volunteered to take over the task of taking care of the bear cub. At this time, she was taking the bear cub for a walk, liberating Hao Tian from hell.

As for Rou Bao... Han Xiao had particularly low requirements for him. A reporter just needed to be fast enough.

Recently, Rou Bao released another video introducing the Third Shelter, which received a good response on the forum. The shelter's current scale was also due to his contribution.

In recent days, those professional high-level players who had taken on hidden main quests had also completed their missions one after another. Han Xiao discovered several good candidates and put them on the standby list. He was not prepared to expand the standby team for the time being. The current quota supplied four players, and any more would be a bit too much.

Ding-dong.

While leisurely basking in the sun, the tablet computer on his lap received a message.

Han Xiao slid his finger and clicked on the message, suddenly sitting up straight, the leisurely look disappearing, and his expression becoming extremely serious.

This message was very short, but it represented that the brewing thundercloud had finally erupted in chaos.

The Six Nations have launched an expedition!

ps: (A few days ago, someone told me to change a book title to "The Legendary Mech Engineer", which made my teeth ache)