All right.

It turned out that I had misunderstood.

There are indeed "five" rewards from the blind box.

The system does not do such immoral things as "swallowing equipment", and there is indeed no such thing as "thank you for your patronage".

However, the prize from the fifth blind box was suppressed by the other four prizes...

What was in front of Chu Guang at this moment was a vacuum-packed compressed biscuit with a net content of 100g, and three lollipops with a net content of 25g - apple, banana, and mango flavors respectively.

And, a note.

The packaging of the compressed biscuits is intact and there are no bulges. Although the shelf life and production date are a mystery, they should not kill anyone.

This thing is a good thing.

The calories listed on the ingredient list are 500 calories. Whether you eat it dry or cook it into a paste, it can fill your stomach.

As for lollipops, although they are not low in calories, they do not provide a feeling of satiety.

However, for Chu Guang, who was so poor that he was almost chewing tree bark, it was already pretty good.

Speaking of which, this system is too stingy. I was afraid that he would be too full or something, so I gave him this little thing to send him away.

Chu Guang, standing next to the outlet, stuffed the food into his backpack, then picked up the note sent out by the conveyor belt, unfolded it and took a look.

There are some words written on it, using the language of this world.

[...Is there any creature in this world that is more suitable to be a leek than players?

Not only do they have strong curiosity, but they are also always full of enthusiasm. They face difficulties head on and will not despair of the predicament in front of them. Of course, the most important thing is that they can even consider problems from the perspective of operators.

, help operators harvest themselves together!

I'm a genius at packaging this set into a game!

——The first generation manager of Vault 404; (Please put this note in the fifth primary blind box. This is the Easter egg I leave to my successor!)]

Chu Guang: "..."

To be honest, not only did he not feel the slightest surprise about harvesting Easter eggs, he was even a little speechless.

but……

What does device mean?

"Xiao Qi."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"Do you know the first generation of managers?"

"I don't know. My main program was only activated when you entered the shelter. According to the records in the shelter database, it was more than a century ago that the previous manager handed over the operating authority."

Chu Guang continued to ask.

"What year exactly is it?"

Xiaoqi answered.

"January 1, 2157."

The war ended in 2129, and human civilization entered the Wasteland Era. 2157 is the 28th year of the Wasteland Era.

From now...

183 years!

Chu Guang has been very sensitive to numbers since he was a child, especially this kind of key information. He basically remembers it and will not forget it easily.

"In other words, the first generation of managers 183 years ago invented this device that can project the consciousness of a parallel world onto clones, and packaged it into a game, but for some reason it has never been used.

?"

Maybe it's because of nuclear winter.

Or it may be due to other reasons that the shelter does not meet the activation conditions.

No matter how you think about it, people who lived a hundred years ago should be dead.

Xiao Qi said.

"probably."

"What's his name? The first-generation manager."

Chu Guang was suddenly curious about his identity.

The person who came up with those wicked settings is not necessarily a genius, but for someone who can single-handedly invent such awesome black technology after the decline of civilization, the word genius is no longer enough to describe him.

Project the consciousness of the parallel world to this plane and put it into the clone body as the container.

Chu Guang couldn't imagine how this was done.

Technology beyond cognition is no different from magic to him.

"I don't know. There is no detailed information about him in the known databases. Could it have been deleted?"

"Forget it...asking you is like asking in vain."

Chu Guang was slightly disappointed, but not discouraged.

Currently, the shelter has only been unlocked to level B1.

As the mission continues to advance, the secrets buried in this shelter will one day be revealed in full before him.

Chu Guang stuffed the note into the drawer of his computer desk and tightened his backpack.

Noticing his movements, Xiao Qi squatted in the corner and asked.

"Master, are you leaving?"

The sound has no ups and downs, which sounds very pitiful.

"Well, players will log in in three days. There is no point in me continuing to guard here. It is better to go back and prepare."

This poor place is said to be a shelter, but it doesn't even have food or drink.

Chu Guang now only has half a piece of cake as big as his palm, half a bottle of water, and the compressed biscuits and lollipops he just exchanged for reward points.

This small amount of supplies will last less than three days.

He had a simple den in a nearby survivor settlement, which contained some supplies and useful tools.

Chu Guang planned to go back and tidy up, and slowly picked up what he could bring over.

This will be his new base from now on.

"By the way, Xiaoqi."

"What's wrong, Master?"

"I need you to do me a favor."

After a pause, Chu Guang continued.

"Our official website is too simple. I need you to add a forum function, information, and illustrated book function to it. Can you do it?"

Simply put, he wants players to know more about this "game".

It's a bit difficult to trick people into falling into a trap with just one mouth, but at least you have to do some superficial work.

"Of course you can. You have editing permissions on the official website. In addition to the game reservation page, you can add sub-pages or make changes to existing pages."

"Very good, I'll leave it to you then."

"I will handle it!"

Xiao Qi seemed very happy about the task assigned to her by her master, and even raised the volume of the speaker by half a decibel.

Of course, this may also be Chu Guang's own misunderstanding.

"Master, when will you come back?"

Chu Guang thought for a while and said.

"Three days at the latest."

"If all goes well, maybe by tomorrow night."

…

In this world, the cattle and horse club group.

That group guy named "Guang" disappeared after dumping the website link. I don't know if he was offline or hiding aside to peek at the screen.

Originally, the topic about "fully immersive virtual reality games" was almost over, but a few minutes ago, this old man's flirtatious behavior in the small group brought the topic back in the large group.

Quit smoking: [Let me choke you, is this guy serious? 】

This quit smoking is also an active member of the group that often bubbles up, although it is not the management.

Suddenly, he said: [Well, after you clicked to make an appointment, he created a small group and included all of us group managers. (scratching his head)]
To be continued...