When Wu Que arrived, the battle was already over.

There was only one useless star man left, who was tied up tightly and thrown aside. The height of the skirt was determined by the wind speed. He had been rescued, but it seemed that his leg was injured and he could not stand on his own.

"Report to the executor." The Bingshao Mammoth ran up to report excitedly, "We have successfully rescued the soldiers, annihilated two enemies, and left one alive. Please give instructions."

These players are too quick to act!

Wu Que maintained his serious look in front of the players and nodded appreciatively: "Very good, we don't need to be afraid of any enemies. Remember, the base owner must have the courage and will to fire cannons across the universe. In the future, our fleet will point to

Where there is glory and victory."

"Master Executor, you look so brave and handsome when you copy famous quotes."

Wu Que ignored ET7424's strange aura. Anyway, the players in front of him were aroused by his words, and they were all screaming oh oh oh.

"Master Executor, the base's weapons are really sharp!" Fengcheng Rose came up and said, "Looking at how well we have completed the mission, can we also get one of the base's scimitars?"

"Machete?" Wu Que was stunned for a moment, then scanned the area, and then saw the horrific corpse on the ground.

Was this cut with that humble knife?

He suppressed the urge to ask 7424 on the spot and said in a deep voice: "Soldiers, the base is currently in short supply of supplies. When everything is stable, we will naturally equip you with sufficient weapons."

When he spoke, the wristbands on the players' hands lit up again, and ET7424 had completed the players' task information processing in the background.

"[Emergency Mission]: Save Soldier Fengsu.

The ET7424 base will be prosperous and suffer losses. As a member of the base, we cannot allow our colleagues to be humiliated.

Find the lost soldier(1/1).

Destroy enemies: 2.

Capture enemies: 1.

Mission reward: The base contributes 100 ET points."

"ET point? This is the base's contribution point, right?" Several players checked their panel pages one after another, and sure enough they found that there was another ET point next to the character information.

"I am at 140 points." The recycling refrigerator was surprised, and Captain Hamster also asked the same question: "I am also at 140 points. Are we being overcounted?"

The contribution point mechanism was just installed by ET7424, but after all, this is a reality and not a real server. In other words, ET7424 itself is a server, and such a change as "going online" does not require downtime and maintenance.

"The extra points are contribution points for the materials you brought back to the base." Wu Que replied, "I will announce the redeemable list of contribution points later. As the base improves, the number of redeemable items will continue to increase."

Hearing Wu Que's words, Captain Hamster quietly turned around and gave a high-five to the recycling refrigerator, his eyes clearly saying "See if what I said is accurate."

The other players suddenly realized, but they didn't pay much attention to Captain Hamster's small lead.

There are garbage dumps everywhere here. Who doesn’t know how to pick up garbage at the base?

Wu Que finally had time to check Feng Su's situation. Watching the NPC arrive, Feng Su pursed his lips and said nothing, but the real pain was constantly coming from his right leg that could not reach the ground, making his facial features twitch.

of.

"You are commendable for your courage in not succumbing to the enemy." Wu Que said seriously, "The lives and bodies of soldiers are the base's precious property. I hope you will not waste your hard-earned life."

As he finished speaking, Fengsu's wristband also jumped out of the light screen, and he also gained contribution points, but only 50 points.

Wu Que, on the other hand, bypassed Fengsu and finally went to check on the captured useless star man.

The appearance of this useless starman is unremarkable. He is tied up tightly, his mouth is stuffed with dry plastic picked up nearby, and he is twisting his body and moaning non-stop.

Wu Que picked up a pipe and picked out the garbage from his mouth. The useless star had just regained the right to speak when a burst of irritable words exploded in Wu Que's ears like firecrackers:

"Tomorrow the squirrel will shave all your flesh from your bones and shave them cleanly, and your skulls will be lifted off to pretend to be me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wu Que stuffed the garbage he took out back, and then hit him with a heavy punch in the face.

The useless star man's nose was bleeding, he simply leaned back and fainted.

Wu Que looked at the unconscious Waste Star Man and fell into deep thought.

Although he only said one sentence, and 90% of it was useless information, there were two words that were crucial and could not be more critical.

"Squirrel".

Of course, this gray rat does not refer to the mutated mice that are often two to three meters long on the waste star, but the waste star organization that named itself after the same species.

The Gray Rat is the most prestigious organization of waste stars in his area, with a total of nearly a hundred people. Even Wu Que used to collect the materials for activating the central base through the Gray Rat's channels.

This kind of organization is by no means easy to get along with, that is to say, there are not many intersecting interests among the waste star people, otherwise it is estimated that this entire area will have to be collected by squirrels for protection fees.

And Wu Que once heard someone say that the reason why Gray Rat can hold on to nearly a hundred people is because he also has an abandoned base in his hands, and there are even old military weapons in it.

In every sense, this is not an easy opponent to mess with - at least for now.

But if time passes, and nothing else matters, in terms of numbers alone, the Squirrel's 100 people are destined to be crushed by the number of players that gradually pour in as the restrictions are lifted.

By the turn of the year, Wu Que had already made up his mind.

"Kenneth, come here."

He called to Kenneth and pointed to the useless starman who fell on the ground, "Get rid of him, make it clean and don't leave any traces. When you're done, lead the team back to the base. I'll go back first."

"Understood!"

Kenneth responded with great enthusiasm, and when he looked at the useless star man again, his face turned into the same expressionless expression as Wu Que.

He is a professional player. Although this game does feel a little different, it is still the data in the game...

Although the process of doing it was a bit bloody and disgusting, and he was a bit R18, he was a legal adult and killing a bunch of data didn't show his feelings.

"Master Executor." ET7424's voice sounded in Wu Que's headset again, "I have something to report to you here."

"Say."

"Regarding Soldier Feng Su's foot injury, it will take two wasteful star days to be cured through the healing device, which requires consumption..."

Wu Que's hand holding the joystick suddenly tightened.

"No one died, but just treating injuries requires resources?"

"Fever and pneumonia both fall within the scope of sick leave. Isn't it natural that resources are required for both care and treatment?"

"ET7424."

"Executor, what are your orders?"
Chapter completed!