Waste Strong Foundation

Fei Mingqiu had a dream.

He stood beside the first spaceship berth in his hometown, and the holographic projection above his head showed that the next jump spaceship would arrive in half an hour.

Because the hometown is the mother star of all mankind, which is the origin of the so-called interstellar civilization, there is a steady stream of tourists who come to "seek their roots" all year round.

But he didn't like it here, so he decided to leave this planet, which was evaluated as a "primitive gold mine" by the business community, and go to the central star.

The crowd was bustling, and he heard his father call out to him with great restraint.

"I just received the notice that you went to school to go through the transfer procedures, and I didn't drink any water, so I asked Xiao Xu to rush over two meetings in the afternoon. Son, you are only ten years old, where are you going?" The father frowned and asked. Looking at the ticket with his right hand, he saw that it was a direct flight to the terminal. He breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to the secretary assistant and others standing not far away, and said affirmatively, "I think it's time for you to rebel."

He remembered that he had a lot of conversations with his father, and the father and son broke up at last, but in his dream he just looked at the wall of the waiting hall.

The walls are painted with the main building of the most famous local prehistoric museum and the representative national treasure cultural relics in the collection.

Tourists from hundreds of habitable planets all over the universe always visit this museum and buy some replicas of cultural relics when they come.For example, pink hundred-yuan bills, colorful plastic products, and even rhythmic square dance teaching CDs.

He looked at the wall and found that blue-green threads gradually appeared on the wall bricks, and two bricks suddenly shattered, exposing the rammed loess inside.

Sure enough, it was a dream: what happened during the day was more or less integrated into the dream.

His father broke his shoulders and forced him to look up at him.

A generous hand was attached to his forehead unfamiliarly, and he said in a deep voice: "No matter what, come back after graduating from high school, and come back immediately."

Fei Mingqiu clearly knew that he was dreaming, so he wondered if he had regretted it. When he was forcibly taken away by the Qinqin District Court, the only person he knew who had enough assets to redeem him was his father. No reply to his email.

Thinking of this, Fei Mingqiu smiled inexplicably.

From the perspective of a bystander, he watched his young self ruthlessly take back the ticket, with an expression on his face that he was unwilling to go home and inherit the family business.

The father also put away his warmth, and repeated in a cold voice: "I think you have reached the rebellious period. You may roll back crying by yourself next year. "

The clicking sound of timing in my mind became more and more clear.

He had to wake up, but the dream didn't mean to stop immediately.

Wearing a primary school uniform, he left home for the first time, forced to follow the crew of the jump spaceship into the cabin forcefully and skillfully.The robot moving back and forth on the aisle was collecting garbage, so he stuffed the paper ticket, which was more commemorative than practical, into the robot's hand.

570 minutes, 34200 seconds.

The harsh light shone brightly on the eyelids.

Fei Mingqiu forced himself to glance at the ticket for the last time, and only had time to see the half-line of the identity code.

[00101238...X]

The cube-shaped robot suddenly turned into a fluffy panda cub——!

Fei Mingqiu got up from the floor, looked down at the crumpled jacket and the bear paw prints on the corner, "Alpha."

Now he is more sure who left the bite marks and wounds that appear on his body for no reason every day.

It was clear at a glance who the culprit was.

Alpha withdrew his claws embarrassingly, "sophistry" said: "It's really not me! I just came in! Why don't you suspect others?"

Fei Mingqiu: "You mean... Shang Yuan?"

Alpha looked around, and the chick nodded like a pecking rice, "Yes, think about it carefully, why can't it be Shanggong?"

Fei Mingqiu's voice paused suspiciously, and the scabbed back of his neck felt hot.

He avoided the artificial intelligence's questioning, rummaged through clean socks while taking off his shirt, and said to himself: "Then why did he bite me?"

It's not that he doubts Shang Yuan.

It's impossible even if you think about it, let alone being pressed in the grass by Shang Yuan that time... Cough, the bite marks left are different from the rest of the wounds.

He just suddenly realized that Shang Yuan did have canine teeth - another feature that fits the Alpha's physiological setting.

Fei Mingqiu crumpled up the changed clothes, and when washing his face, he couldn't help imagining what Shang Yuan would look like in front of the person he liked.

Have no idea.

Although he has no curiosity about the bodies of his own sex, his thoughts repeatedly wander uncontrollably into areas that cannot be described in detail.

As we all know, in order to emphasize the strength of this group, some unscrupulous authors, in addition to their appearance, a certain organ of A is more "serious".

ferocious……

Fei Mingqiu wiped the water stains on his chin, closed the water valve expressionlessly, and the fingernails of his index finger turned white due to excessive force.

stop, stop.

If you think about it, it's sex/harassment.

The three new slaves, like the slaves in Yanchi, take one day off every six days and participate in the monthly "promotion to civilian" assessment.

Fei Mingqiu allocated a separate house to the pregnant female slave, and when he learned that she knew a little about weaving, he made her an NPC with this skill.

If there are players who are interested in the original weaving method, you can come to the female slave to do two side tasks, and then activate the weaving skill.

The rest of the slaves do not need to communicate with the player for the time being, some are responsible for farming, and some are responsible for picking up material waste made by the player.Without Alpha intervening, the slaves would not understand the player's language at all, and would not understand that these people came from a place where there were no slave masters.

The craftsmen with the Qi family are in pain and happiness.

They see that the player can work hard for a long time with ease, plus the "inhuman" performance of teaching things as soon as they learn, drawing inferences from one example, and beating the teacher to death within three days, etc., they always want to force the player to do some extra private work, He also heard from Qi You that these dead souls who were actually slaves would not act without enough rewards, so he gave out the gadgets he kept with him one by one.

Within two days, Qi Ba and others were destitute, and they stood by the newly built pottery kiln every day, "stealing" how to increase the temperature in the kiln.

Qi You was quite dissatisfied with this, but he was far from the majesty and prestige of his father's high priest, so it would be useless to talk too much.

Three weeks after the "server launch", the first closed beta of "Trash" gradually stabilized.

With the steady progress of the first main task [Rebuild the Clan] and [City Planning], the settlement has undergone major changes every day.

The foundations of the four walls have been laid, and two watchtowers are set up on each side. Players who have learned how to make bows and arrows will receive tasks and stand guard every day;

The new online players have successively built single-story wooden houses with multiple rooms. The task of building a house is currently the most popular task among players;

The farmland has newly reclaimed ten mu of land, mainly planting millet, millet and soybeans, and transplanting several common wild vegetables and Chinese fir;

The plant seeds given by the caravan seemed to come from the south. There were not only lotus seeds and gourd seeds, but also a rice ear mixed with half-dead wild grape seedlings. A total of [-] mature and cultivable wild rice grains were peeled off.This was far beyond Fei Mingqiu's expectations. Unexpectedly, he didn't find wheat, but he planted rice in the Central Plains first. Fortunately, there is abundant rain here, so he put the seeds in the mobile house to breed alone.

……

"Today is January 1rd, yes, it's Tuesday, hold on and it will be Chinese New Year.

"What am I doing lately? I'm busy working on "Trash" at night.

"What game? Farming and moving bricks to build a house 4399 small game. Well, my house is built, and I will send a screenshot to Weibo in a while.

"Let me see, plus the list of winners of the gashapon machine announced in the early morning, the total number of players in the first test is 62!

"Corresponding to this, the registered members of the official website exceeded 25 an hour ago. Tsk tsk, with this popularity, friends and merchants are going to bite their handkerchiefs."

At noon, the stand-alone game anchor Gu Dailu just started broadcasting. He stretched out his hand to adjust the position of the camera, glanced at the barrage, and agreed:

"This game experience is terrible, please don't make trouble, and FW's network engineers seem to be able to determine the IP, not only scalpers can't preemptively register, just like ordinary players like me who occasionally use a ladder, no matter how you change the IP address, you can just change the IP address. You can register a number."

He held the mouse to look at the hot topics in the player exchange section of the official website, and by the way, the duration of the live broadcast.

The phone screen brightened.

"Thank you [Mr. Gu, my big brother] for the New Year's fireworks, thank you—" Gu Dailu picked up the phone, and his expression froze for half a minute.

"Hey, which leader did you thank just now? Forget it, just crash the plane, and you may not be able to read it next time."

Looking at the "You are floating" barrage all over the screen, his conscience did not fluctuate at all. He took a deep breath and said quietly:

"Brothers, there is something that should be finalized tonight. Don't get excited and don't spread it. Anyway, the live broadcast will start at [-]pm.

"What game to broadcast? Hehe, no game can stop me from building a house and making furniture in "Trash", what do you think?"

……

At 6:[-] p.m. that night, Pointer Live pushed a message through all channels in the form of an opening advertisement page:

They have reached various cooperation matters with the game studio [Equality and Mutual Aid Committee] of the holographic game "Trash", which has been gaining popularity since January. From now on, contracted anchors who have the qualifications for internal testing can play "Trash" live.

As the Spring Festival approached, there were already a lot of people watching the live broadcast. When it was almost 7 o'clock, Gu Dailu almost shut himself up when he saw the popularity of over ten million.

At the same time, the B4 laboratory of a certain research institute was dead silent.

The young person in charge pushed his glasses, smiled wryly at his colleagues in the new team: "These mercenary businessmen can't tell right from wrong at all, this "Waste" is not a game, if we didn't discover it early and report it early , it has long been blocked by the relevant departments. Now the higher authorities require us to contact each other cautiously, strive to obtain technical support from the other party, and not let foreign research institutes take it away.”

Another female researcher shook her head when she heard this, "Today I checked the IP and returned to no avail. I have been to that People's Park in Henan five times."

Person in charge: "Don't go again, Xiao Yang. The above said that you must not scare the other party away. There is a special team above to take over the matter of finding their real address."

Research corner.

A handsome boy raised his hand, "Boss, I seem to be on the list of winners this morning. I misread it last night."

The person in charge gritted his teeth and smiled: "Very good. From now on, you move to the research room to sleep, and we will accompany you."

The author says:

Sorry, sorry QAQ, I miscalculated the time of the last chapter, kindergarten IQ stone hammer (cover face)