Chapter 58 - 58 58 Hard Work
Chapter 58 - 58 58 Hard Work
?58: Chapter 58: Hard Work 58: Chapter 58: Hard Work Su Mo leaned against the trench, idling, and picked up a compressed biscuit to replenish his energy.
At that moment, his gaze inadvertently fell on his bracelet.
It was then he noticed that his bracelet seemed to have unlocked many functions without his knowledge, the most conspicuous of which was the addition of a guild function.
He tried clicking on it, and immediately, multiple virtual interfaces popped up.
The most conspicuous was the guild’s bounty task column, which listed a multitude of tasks, including collecting materials and rescuing, among others.
The rewards were very generous, ranging from a few hundred to tens of thousands, but there were few takers.
Anyone sensible could see that these tasks were very difficult.
But that was to be expected; why else would such high bounties be offered if the tasks weren’t challenging?
These were tasks mostly posted by guild players themselves, effectively making it a way to use their own money to seek help.
Each task was tagged with the name of the person who posted it, their legion, and their position.
Su Mo continued browsing, and his expression suddenly changed.
In the guild channel, he found a wealth of shared information, covering various aspects.
It included detailed information on a large number of monsters, though not exhaustive.
Su Mo had come across information on all the monsters he had encountered so far.
Besides these, there were details on various items, weapons, and mechanical devices.
It was evident that all this information was collected by the players themselves.
Essentially, players had to rely solely on themselves from the moment they arrived in this world; the system provided no help whatsoever, not even the bracelet, which was basically a blank machine, serving only to provide a log-out function.
This made Su Mo wonder whether this was actually a game or if they had been thrown into another world altogether.
It could also be possible that this was just how impressive the ZR Bionic World was, living up to its promotion of a hundred percent real simulation.
Amidst the information, Su Mo saw a document that subtly changed his expression.
“Genetic Evolution Potion, according to the acquired documents, it is almost certain that the Genetic Evolution Potion will run through the entire course of the Star Ring Game and occupy an extremely important position.
It can completely change a player’s genes, causing a qualitative change, which depends on the quality and components of the Genetic Potion.
It also depends on the player themself, with more advanced Genetic Potions bringing stronger power.
However, the components of most Genetic Potions are shown as unknown, meaning that using them could lead to unpredictable consequences.
Also, it is rumored that different players using the same Genetic Potion may experience varying degrees of deviation based on how compatible they are.
So far, the highest level Genetic Potion obtained by players is Type II.
It is said that players who used it underwent tremendous changes in their bodies, becoming half-human, half-monster entities, but they also gained power that could rival a Type II Mutant Species.”
This document perfectly explained the situation when York went berserk; Su Mo felt somewhat relieved that York had only used a Type I Genetic Potion then; otherwise, he probably would have been the one lying down.
However, one thing that Su Mo was uncertain about was whether York’s usage of that Genetic Potion was considered a success or not.
While his strength indeed increased significantly, he still felt that the appearance had mutated somewhat.
Never mind that, Su Mo continued browsing through the information, becoming more absorbed as he read.
It was clear that large guilds had too many advantages that Independent Travelers simply couldn’t match, not to mention other things; just this information alone was something Independent Travelers could hardly access.
Time passed by, the sky gradually darkened, and the previously fierce front-line fire gradually died down.
At that moment, the radio carried on Su Mo’s body crackled to life with Li Shi’s voice.
“As of now, the zombie tide has been effectively contained.
According to feedback from the armed helicopters scouting, there are no signs of large scale surges for the time being, therefore all heavy weapons are to be withdrawn.
Additionally, to prevent scattered and small-scale zombie attacks on the line of defense, please all comrades hold their positions and block the attack.”
Su Mo turned his head to glance at Zhang Kui, who was still deeply asleep, hesitated a bit, but eventually decided not to wake him up.
Instead, he began to look for targets to shoot.
At that moment, the calm and expansive night sky sparkled with twinkling stars, and the moonlight veiled the wide land like a hazy fine gauze.
Breezes wafted by, brushing across Su Mo’s heart.
His heart was unusually tranquil, and he gently pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A zombie, creeping silently in the distance, fell down, its thick fluids splattering everywhere.
After the shot, Su Mo put away his gun, leaned back against the edge of the trench, and quietly watched the stars above.
Every now and then, the sound of one or two gunshots could be heard not far from him.
He felt exceptionally relaxed in body and mind—this feeling was truly wonderful.
Could this be considered a sense of team belonging?
Su Mo’s thoughts kept drifting, though whenever zombies approached under the cover of night, making slight noises, Su Mo would turn around, lift his sniper rifle, and fire a shot.
…
Time passed quickly.
Unconsciously, the dawn’s sunlight began to scatter across the ground.
Zhang Kui, deeply asleep, groggily woke up, wiped the corner of his mouth, and asked,
“Brother, how long did I sleep?”
“Quite a while.”
“No senior executives came down, right?”
Zhang Kui asked somewhat guiltily.
“No.”
“Phew, thanks a lot, brother.
Come, have a cigarette.”
Zhang Kui sighed deeply, then he reached into his pocket, pulled out a small pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Su Mo.
“No thanks.”
Su Mo naturally declined, as he wasn’t very interested in it.
“You don’t smoke?
That’s too bad.
You know, these things are ridiculously expensive in reality, only cheap in the game, and the taste is quite good.
Let me tell you, many people play this game just for these few puffs,”
Zhang Kui said cheerfully.
“Hmm.”
Su Mo responded simply.
“Brother, it seems like you don’t really like to talk!
You know, communication is necessary between people, and language is the best way to communicate.
I’ve suffered quite a bit because I’m not good at speaking myself, and you’ll suffer even more if you continue this way.”
“I understand.”
Su Mo replied indifferently.
Zhang Kui didn’t care at all about Su Mo’s aloofness; he actually found it quite nice.
At least this kind of person is more genuine to be around.
Having scrambled at the bottom for years, he was quite good at judging people.
“Brother, have you eaten yet…”
After listening, Su Mo showed a helpless expression.
…
Two days later, Su Mo, holding a gun, leaned against the trench, closing his eyes for a brief rest.
Beside him, Zhang Kui kept prattling, “Hey, it looks like the guild is planning to train our stamina this time.
We’ve been online for almost over eight hours now.
They haven’t notified us to take a break or go offline to eat.
It feels stricter than before.”
….
Su Mo remained completely indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard, when suddenly the voice of Li Shi came through his unlimited communication device.
“Comrades, because of your hard efforts, the zombie wave has been effectively curbed.
On behalf of Zhao Han, the team leader, I sincerely thank all of you.
The guild will soon tally everyone involved through the bracelet, crediting each person with a point.
New comrades will soon take over your positions, after which you can return to the safe zone in the camp and log off.”
“Brother, our work is done,”
Zhang Kui excitedly shouted to Su Mo.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes and could see a large number of players rushing towards them, beginning to replace the players in the trench along the way.
Soon, a squad of three women and two men ran over.
“Thank you for your efforts, we’ll take it from here.”
“Hmm.”
Su Mo responded indifferently and climbed out of the trench to walk back.