Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 13 Chapter 013 Backpack restrictions, door-to-door reminder

That’s it, because Link has done some training in the Destruction Fire Club, otherwise the time will be longer.

But when she first entered the game, Mother and Daughter Delia didn’t seem to notice any abnormalities.

Link has also observed several times with surveillance video.

He just played the “Look Who’s Eyes First” game with Brigadier General Winnie in the room for half an hour. When he came out, he still blinked, and the outside world also passed… 0.1 second? Or even 0.01 seconds?

This time-consuming is basically negligible, and there is no case where the body disappears and reappears, which proves that the previous speculation that “consciousness enters the game” is correct.

Therefore, the biggest problem with the training time of recruits is not reality, but the consumption of energy points.

Hunting monsters, transforming their bodies, obtaining divine particles, divine particles = energy points-this is the so-called recharge of customer service.

However, he is now extremely short of energy points.

Energy points are required to activate the new online module of the Doomsday game.

The experience required to upgrade the role still requires energy points, and that 010 is too eye-catching.

At present, the total energy point of the game is only 4.5, and the upgrade is definitely no use. I can only look forward to whether there are new modules that can be activated.

He opened his eyes with an ugly expression: “Fak, the energy points are really not enough.”

As he said, he couldn’t help but look at the roadside Raptor car body outside the window, where there was another corpse of the Ripples: Emmm~This energy point hasn’t been paid yet?

Don’t rush into game training, as usual, get yourself a big pot of balanced rice cooker stew.

Originally, one pot was enough to eat for a day, but the mother and daughter of Delia were able to eat, and ate Link’s supper abruptly.

After cooking dinner, he started to exercise according to the previous training plan.

It might be possible to get stronger while sitting.

His non-wearing doomsday game that lacks energy points may not work, he still has to work hard on his own.

Everything depends on Gold Finger, he estimated that it turned into fish dung, which has settled in the bottom of Lake Michigan for many years.

After sweating and training for two hours, taking a shower, and eating today’s potato stew with braised pork, the time came to seven o’clock in the evening.

Looking outside, the gloomy weather made the summer night approaching, and Delia’s house more than a hundred meters away was blurred, only a small door headlight was lit on the porch.

Frowning, Link took all the guns he had brought in the afternoon from the game backpack.

Load the bullet while checking the condition of the firearm.

Of course, a golden copy of the 50-caliber sand eagle from the little boss of the silly fork can’t help it.

This gun is neither practical nor heavy. The gold-plated imitation version is worthless, and it doesn’t even have a spare magazine.

Why would a roadblocker take it with him? Undoubtedly, it was just for pretending to be awesome, but unfortunately he couldn’t get it out until he died.

Another 45-caliber M1911 is not bad, with a long history, well-tested performance, and many imitations.

Pistols of the same caliber are very common, have a high bullet rate and are easy to obtain.

Compared with the gold-plated sand eagle like a dog, it is not a little better.

Link has decided that it is his first pistol to deal with the Ripples.

After half an hour, the inspection + loading work is completed.

Putting all the guns into the game backpack, Link went to the garage.

This place was also changed to a brick-concrete structure by him. Otherwise, don’t be surprised if you find your car is missing when you go to work in the morning.

When he first moved in, Delia reminded him that this type of incident has not happened once or twice in this community.

Even the houses here have closed garages, but thieves with courage and various means can always open the garage and drive away.

Therefore, Link’s garage is basically fully enclosed, and the diameter of several air outlets is only 20 cm, and the outside world cannot see here.

Reaching out and pressing it on the Mercedes-Benz G500, he thought: Give it to me!

Then… the black and shiny paint of the G500 reflected an embarrassing face.

This also means that someone has a little trouble thinking about the perfect idea of ​​”two cars, one and one”.

After a moment of silence, Link turned his head back to the room, and walked out with regret ten minutes later.

It turns out that there are restrictions on the collection of objects in the game backpack.

It’s just that there are too many things from yesterday to today, and he didn’t notice it for a while.

To put it simply, the maximum capacity of a single box of the backpack should be 1.2 cubic meters, and the maximum volume he can collect at a time is also 1.2 cubic meters.

This is tested with water, and the deviation is small.

Therefore, the maximum capacity of an 8×8 game backpack is 1.2×64=76.8 cubic meters.

Secondly, Mercedes-Benz can’t get in due to lack of mental attributes.

When he was experimenting, he calmed down and realized that he felt that his mental power would cover the collected items for a short period of time during the collection process.

The smaller the object, the faster the process.

He hardly felt anything like a pistol.

A single collection of objects exceeding 1.2 cubic meters will give back a signal of “not moving” from the mental power.

Finally, collect 1.2 cubic meters of items, his energy value (blue bar) will be reduced by 1 point.

At present, his energy value is only 120, and the collection of materials will certainly not be used up, but three consecutive shots consume 2 energy points at a time.

Collect items too frequently, consume too much energy, and it is dangerous to have “no blue” when encountering a battle.

Thinking about the limitations of the game backpack, Link gave up the Mercedes and drove the Raptor Pickup parked in front of the door to Delia’s house.

Knocked on the door, and he said his name.

Camilla quickly opened the door and asked with a smile on her face: “Link, you are here.”

Delia also got up and walked over in the living room.

Link nodded slightly and pointed at the door lamp above him: “It’s best not to turn this light on, and it’s best to keep the curtains closed. It’s a very dangerous thing to be too conspicuous at night.”

Mother and daughter:…

But this is not over yet.

Frowning his brow, he looked at their bodies, and the sense of searching made the women and women shrink back unconsciously.

“Where is the gun I gave you?” This question made the mother and daughter both look in shock.

Link: “Since you have been given a gun, you must be prepared. When you open the door, you should take the gun and be vigilant. And don’t stand too close to each other, lest they are both caught together.”

The expressions of the mother and daughter changed from consternation to dullness: WTH? You ran at night just to give us a safety class?

The young Camilla was obviously uncomfortable, and she defended: “We heard that it was you, that’s why…”

Link waved his hand and interrupted: “This is the third mistake.”

Mother and daughter:…WTF? !

Link: “Even if you hear my voice, you have to make sure of the situation. What if someone pretends to be my voice? Or I just happen to be intimidated and need your help?”

Mother and daughter:…just go ahead! Just like you are mentally allergic, who can coerce you?

Link finished what he couldn’t see in one breath, and no longer wasted time: “Okay, I have something to do, you can handle this lamp yourself.”