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[Server Announcement: "Forging Swords into Plows" expansion pack is officially over!]

[The total number of participants in this event is 1,100 people, the total area of ​​reclaimed land is 14 square kilometers, 1,700 sets of basic agricultural tools have been produced, and 17 mechanized agricultural equipment have been modified...]

[Farmer Profession Gameplay Is Now Open: Players can now sign up to become a farmer with Luca at Longevity Town. Upon completing the signing-up mission, the player will get the wasteland reclamation basic set presented by the system. When a player’s planting skill proficiency reaches level 1, they can apply for 1,900 square meters of arable land. At level 3, they can apply for 6,600 square meters of arable land. At level 6, they can apply for 66,000 square meters of arable land and 9,990 of construction land, and at level 8, area restrictions will be lifted and they can be promoted to a farm owner and start brand new gameplay!]

[Players with an area of ​​more than 44,000 square meters of land reclamation this time will automatically be awarded the title of "Wasteland Reclamation Master", and their planting skills will be automatically upgraded to level 6.]

[The event point settlement list has been sent to every player’s account. The lucky draw and prize exchange function will be opened at 6:00 in the evening on the same day. Thank you for your active participation! The test data of the expansion will provide a valuable realistic foundation for the public beta of Wasteland Online!]

As usual, the announcement was posted at the peak time when players were going offline.

In less than a minute after the announcement was made, the entire forum buzzed with excitement.

Tail: Surprised! The expansion pack is over!!!!∑((ﾟДﾟノ)ノ

Sisi: Huh?! I thought it would last until the end of the month… Damn it. I’m only 1 point short from another lottery ticket.

Sideline Slacking: By the way, what’s the basic reward this time?

Irene: I don’t know. But can’t you have some hope? The draw hasn’t even started yet, but you only want the basic reward? How are you different from a salted fish? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Darkest: The grand prize is a... Holy shit! Heavy cavalry exoskeleton?!

Battlefield Cheerleader: How much is the Type 5 light cavalry exoskeleton?!

Old White: 10,000 silver coins… And middle-class citizenship.

Night Ten: Oh my god… Then doesn’t it mean that this thing is probably worth more than 50,000 silver coins?!

With the announcement of the prize pool, the focus of almost all players and cloud gamers were attracted by the only set of Type 6 Heavy Cavalry exoskeletons!

There was only one in the reward pool and it was the best gear the players could have in the game currently!

Whoever drew it would have it!

Although it was police equipment, it was a genuine pre-war product. Whether it was in the game’s lore, or the panel data in the game, it was the top existence of its class!

Even the Type 5 exoskeleton was inferior to it.

Who would be the lucky bastard this time became the biggest suspense of this lucky draw!

As for those vouchers of 10, 50, and 100 silver coins, as well as the PU-9 submachine guns and Ripper rifles that sneaked into the prize pool, few people paid attention to them. ṞＡNɵBĚŚ

...

"Good."

In the Administrator’s Office in Shelter 404.

Sitting in front of the computer screen, Chu Guang looked at the players who were chatting excitedly in the forum, with a fatherly smile on his face.

The expansion Forging Swords into Plows had ended perfectly, and the spring plowing plan also completed the most critical and difficult first step.

Counting the land reclaimed by the NPCs, the total arable land area of ​​Shelter 404 had reached an astonishing 23,377,266 square meters, which greatly exceeded Chu Guang’s original plan of 19,980,000 square meters.

With this arable land, if the situation was optimistic, Shelter 404 could not only accommodate more than 10,000 displaced wastelanders but also recruit another 10,000 players and provide them with basic game experience.

"This should be the first successful expansion since the game was launched!"

At least there was no bug that affected the game experience where the players couldn’t be resurrected.

Also, he managed to find a group of players keen on farming.

As a game designer who also wore several different hats, Chu Guang was quite satisfied with his job.

Little Seven, who was squatting in the corner charging, quietly raised the camera and took a sneak peek at Chu Guang’s side profile.

Master seems to be in a good mood. It shouldn’t be a problem if there is some bad news, right?

"Master."

Hearing Little Seven’s voice, Chu Guang looked at the paper bin in the corner. "What’s wrong?"

Little Seven continued in a low voice, "Our budget for this month is a bit over the limit."

Chu Guang raised his eyebrow a little. "How much did we exceed it by?"

Little Seven buzzed, "Hmm, you have invested 2.21 million silver coins in spring plowing alone. According to your preset algorithm, this not only far exceeds our monthly financial income, but it even exceeds the total social output of the shelter this month… Is it really okay?"

Huh? So much more?!

There was a momentary surprise on Chu Guang’s face, but he calmed down soon. "It’s okay. Just a little deficit is not a big problem."

Mobilizing players to reclaim wasteland was not without cost. Whether it was the mission reward or the prize pool of the final draw, everything cost money.

On average, each player earned 2,009 silver coins from the expansion.

At that point, it was meaningless to calculate the average.

Because the income of some hard-working players were obviously 2 or 3 times that of other players, and some players who were not interested in farming went to do other things after doing the farming mission only during the first few days.

What is the concept of 2.21 million silver coins?

Productivity is different from the social environment. This money cannot be directly converted into RMB, but it can be used as a reference.

The LD-47 assault rifle representing Shelter 404’s industrial products was priced at 200 silver coins, and a 7mm bullet was 1 silver coin.

At the same time, the purchase price of green wheat, the most representative wasteland food, was 1 silver coin per kilogram, and the selling price was 2 silver coins per kilogram. The purchase price of potatoes was basically twice this figure. Corn was originally the same as potatoes, but it was on sale recently, so its purchase price and selling price dropped by 20% and 30% respectively from the benchmark values.

Without considering the price fluctuation, 2.21 million silver coins could buy 10,000 rifles, and also buy out all the grains stored in the outpost’s and Longevity Town’s granaries 3 times!

But Chu Guang was not worried.

First of all, less than 40% of the 2.21 million silver coins were sent directly to the players’ VMs, and more than half of them entered the business accounts of Lifestyle Profession players or were distributed in kind, which had little impact on prices.

The use of funds in the business account was subject to strict restrictions and account checks.

Chu Guang had already considered these issues several versions ago.

Getting players to register a company and set up a dedicated business account was exactly for a situation like that!

"... Moderate inflation would help to promote social prosperity. You can understand it as I borrowed 2 million silver coins from my own bank to expand production. This arable land will be turned into grain to fill our granary in autumn, so it’s not exactly a deficit.”

"In addition, now that the trade routes to Boulder Town and Red River Town have been opened up, caravans from far away will come here soon to take things that we don’t need to farther places. As long as we control the trade surplus and make money off those passing by merchants reasonably, these trade routes will absorb a large part of the inflation.."

Little Seven tilted its camera up and down, still slightly confused.

Although it didn’t understand it very well, judging by its master’s confident look, it felt that it shouldn’t be a big problem.

"By the way, Little Seven."

Little Seven squeaked, "What’s the matter, master?"

Chu Guang continued, "When will level B4 be unlocked? Winter has already passed."

Before, the population hadn’t reached the limit, so Chu Guang was not anxious at all. But as the newcomers gradually became veteran players recently, Chu Guang also gradually began to feel anxious.

Daily active missions with low income and low threshold were basically all done by newcomers. After all, players like Midnight Pubg who were keen on cutting trees after awakening were a minority.

According to Chu Guang’s attempt, the behavior of aboriginal people would not be counted in the completion progress of daily activities.

In other words, the number of newbies was linked to the reward points he could get every day. Before, he could get about 15 points a day on average, but recently it had dropped to 8 to 9.

Although an old player was much more valuable than a new player, there were some jobs that had to be done by someone.

Only with a continuous injection of fresh blood can a virtuous cycle be formed. This thing is the same as the population. It is not good to increase too much at one time or not to increase at all.

Little Seven thought for a second before responding, "Hmm, I don’t know, master. The information that I obtained is basically what you already know... Maybe the time condition has not been met? For example, it might be set to a certain number of years before opening?"

Chu Guang couldn’t help complaining, "If it’s set to 312 of the Wasteland Era, doesn’t it mean that I won’t be able to see the level B4 before I die?"

Little Seven buzzed, "Huh? It shouldn’t be that long, right?"

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What the hell?

Never mind. There’s no point in arguing with an AI.