Chapter 39: Signal smoke? Burning cement!

Soilless cultivation completely piqued Lind's interest. It had only been three or four days, but this group of immortals had brought him unexpected gains. It was really a surprise.

However, he was also very clear that even with the support of Earth's data and knowledge, if he wanted to leap from the end of the Middle Ages to modern society, no matter how many shortcuts he took, the gap in the technology tree could not be bridged in a short period of time.

Far water cannot quench a nearby fire. When the technology tree is climbed up, maybe you and the players will have reached a higher position.

On the contrary, what Ace Aimu said about planting mutant plants is most suitable for the current situation.

It can be used to grow crops and solve the problem of food shortage. There are only two problems. One is that eating too much may cause mutation. But it is not important. Being able to eat enough to mutate is a good thing for most people in this world.

Second, planting in the disaster shadow area is not as simple as imagined, and the disaster shadow will continue to breed.

To put it simply, farming at the enemy's fountain is really a bit too shameless.

Until the afternoon, no undead came to submit the task. The process of searching for food was obviously more difficult than expected. Lind could only hope that his traveling frogs would want to come back after leaving, instead of being attracted by anyone.

The broken sword of the Scavenger Princess has been carried on her back, which means that Lind's strength has been improved, and it can also have unexpected effects in the eyes of players.

Having Guangwu means having class.

Appearance and decoration are also part of the job description of the service industry.

Suddenly, thick smoke billowed in, followed by a cold wind that choked people and made their eyes sore.

His first thought was, something's wrong!
"What's going on?" Lind walked over quickly and found that the undead people surrounding the hole in the city wall were burning something, and the thick smoke came from their hands.

However, this group of undead people wearing only white shorts were not in good condition. They squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Another undead man very experiencedly put his wrists together and pointed his index finger at the fire nearby.

Linde subconsciously glanced at his wrist, and there was no silver bracelet.

It's just muscle memory.

The soldiers were on edge, ready to pounce and chop people down at any moment.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!" The development of things was a little different from the immortal's expectations.

"Dare to set fire inside the sentry post!" The soldier acted impartially, strictly and selflessly.

"Fuck, is he going to be a celebrity?"

The undead man's face changed drastically.

"Someone said that arson can lead to jail time."

"Wait!" It was Lind who stepped forward at the critical moment: "What's going on?"

Although he doesn't mind fighting with players, the prerequisite is that they are bad players. For players who are not so bad, he must focus on guidance and tolerance.

Reward mechanisms and spiritual feedback will guide them to do good things.

We also cannot rule out the possibility of those who would harm others without benefiting themselves and just like to do evil and kill people. Fortunately, there are currently no such undead players in Star Dragon Outpost.

Seeing Lind coming over, the soldiers took the initiative to step forward and describe the whole process.

According to the soldiers, at first only a few undead gathered together to study how to repair the holes in the city wall, and then for some reason more and more undead came rushing over... more and more!
The group of people spoke incomprehensible words, then dug stones, dug pits, and made fires.

By the time the soldiers saw the thick smoke and realized something was wrong and came to stop it, the smoke had already risen into the sky.

"Undead, what are you going to do?"

Lind waved the soldiers away and tried not to use force if possible, as he believed he was a civilized man.

He always believes that most players are reliable.

But releasing smoke signals is indeed an exaggeration.

Even if it was the end of the world, the sudden release of thick smoke might attract the attention of the surrounding settlements.

Even though the existence of Star Dragon Outpost was no secret to those around it, a large fire was likely to attract something other than humans.

The act of releasing the signal smoke was enough for Lind to kill them.

You thought this was waiting for an airdrop.

It’s no wonder the soldiers were angry.

"My Lord, let's prepare to burn cement," said an undead man squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, "Use cement to repair the hole in the wall. If we only use stones to fill the hole in the wall, the solidity is too low."

cement?

Linde didn't expect them to be so efficient. But what does making cement have to do with setting off smoke signals? It's obvious that they used undried firewood to make the fire.

Could it be that... this group of undead beings have high expectations but low skills?

Living in a civilized society, there are not so many people who really understand how to cook. Most of them are just talkers.

Even those who know how to talk about war on paper are considered to have a life. Some people who are even more exaggerated cannot even tell the difference between grain and weeds in the fields.

What else can I do? I managed to get this child with great difficulty, so I should just pamper him.

"Cement can also be used to build houses!" an undead immediately added.

"I also discovered a very hard variant of bamboo. We can directly arrange bamboo reinforced concrete. Theoretically speaking..."

"If you ask me, I'd rather just make steel. I've watched a lot of short videos on making steel using traditional methods. I just so happen to have the materials and a traditional cannon. Aren't you interested in the dwarven alchemical cannon? It can just send people flying."

"You better be talking about the dwarven cannon."

Seeing myself being the fish on the chopping board, I squatted on the ground with my head in my hands, with a pious attitude, but it does not mean that the undead people will be afraid.

But Lind felt that although these people were very excited in the discussion, their practical ability was still...to be developed.

However, support is definitely needed.

Players who like farming, players who like infrastructure construction, and players who like exploration are all talented.

They have the knowledge of the real world to back them up. All they lack is technology and experience. Even life-threatening situations are no longer a problem.

Experiment slowly and you will succeed.

Only the social type is the most troublesome. They are just idlers and cannot create any value at all.

After complaining in his mind that social players were useless, Lind nodded and said, "The territory needs stronger walls and more houses. I have sensed your enthusiasm, and I will allocate an area for you to build and renovate."

Cement is not a very difficult technology, but reinforced concrete, foundation laying and house building are all in Linde's blind spots of knowledge, and he does not have time to study them.

If they really mastered the construction skills, they, the soldiers, women and children could all live in new houses, which would be better able to keep out the cold and have higher defense capabilities.

Not to mention the further benefits that will be brought by researching the building materials technology tree, simply letting a group of undead people work honestly as construction workers and stay here instead of wandering around is a very worthwhile task.

Find a job for yourself, it doesn't matter what you do, just don't run around.

He certainly wouldn't openly ask the undead to study reinforced concrete, but instead said: "The stronger the house is, the better the environment is, and the higher the reward I will give."

After saying that, worried that the undead would not take it seriously, Lind added: "As long as you pass, I will give you 200 Rand coins as a reward. The better you do, the higher the reward."

The undead were breathing rapidly.

200 Rand gold coins, how long would it take to collect food and kill monsters to get that much?

"Long live the lord!"

"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely build a good house for you."

"Which style is better, European, Chinese, Nordic or Japanese?"

Looking at the undead people discussing animatedly, Lind felt that he still had to take precautions: "Let's conduct research materials and construction planning outside of the Star Dragon Outpost so as not to affect the normal operation of the territory."

Don’t affect the normal operation of the territory. To put it simply: don’t burn down my house.

After giving the order, Lind led the soldiers away.

The smoke signal might cause some trouble.

It is well known that players do not have static vision. If there are really people with bad intentions approaching, it is very unrealistic to rely on players to patrol and capture them.

The extremely long time it takes also makes players impatient to do this kind of thing.

This kind of work can only be done by Lind and his soldiers. That is why Lind hopes to recruit some more native NPCs for his own use.

"It shouldn't be a problem." Lind stood on the city wall and looked into the distance. Then a thick smoke was blown up by the wind and rushed towards him as if it had eyes.

To apply a scientific explanation, the air pressure is lower when a person moves, the internal and external pressures are unbalanced, the external air will move closer to the person, and the smoke will naturally move closer to the person.

But now Lind had no scientific knowledge in his mind, only a feeling of unreliability.

Are these undead people really okay?

(End of this chapter)