This Game Is Too Realistic

Recently, the opening hours here are getting earlier and earlier, and especially for those customers who spend a lot of money, they are open around the clock.

To the slight disappointment of guests, the devilish silk artwork seems to have disappeared from the bar recently, replaced by nylon imitations.

Although this has become more convenient in a sense, people still feel that something is missing.

After all, humans are not animals. Apart from those things, there are still some spiritual pursuits. And the artwork made of indestructible devil's silk can just make the originally vulgar dance look less vulgar.

What can arouse people's desire to conquer more than rejection?

People complained that the thing was too strong, but they were more willing to spend money on it.

However, regarding the matter of "banning the devil's silk art", the owner of the Queen of the Night Bar, Rob Bo, was very determined.

Even if he is the first to taste the sweetness.

It doesn't matter if the sub-magazine of "Daily Survivor" teases his girl, because neither he nor they care about face anyway, they only care about the chips, but that guy dares to tease the aristocratic grandpa from the inner city by the way. He simply doesn't want to live anymore!

He didn't want to get blood splattered on him...

At this moment, in the box that best demonstrates your identity.

Several young men with oily hair and pink faces were leaning on the soft sofa, hugging a group of disheveled beauties on the left and right.

From the belts they casually threw aside, it can be seen that they are worth a lot of money-it is the skin of the Death Claw.

And it’s still the death grip of age.

Indulging in the gentleness surrounding him, Ji Xiu narrowed his eyes comfortably, and after a dull shiver, he smacked his lips and smiled.

"Still happy in Boulder City."

Here, I have to do it myself every time, but there, I just move, and the other person understands everything with just one look.

And he is quite gentle and considerate...

The guy sitting opposite me asked with a curious look on his face.

"Are there not many androids in Utopia?"

My name is Lister, Sid's son.

As for Sid, he is a well-known noble in the inner city. I don't have any shares in either Vega Trading Company or Boulder City Bank. The chips are just numbers to people like me.

Logically speaking, my father's status is lower than that of Ji Xiu's father. Ji Xiu should be my follower. However, Liszt admires the guy behind him very much and is willing to lower his status and let me sit next to his "little brother". location.

Because that guy is always full of clever ideas. Every time we feel like talking, I can lead a group of us to come up with something new. It's just that this time, seven years later, we really haven't gone too far.

This girl is just a little younger than my sister, so it’s a shame that I came up with this idea. But before the incident was revealed, this open-minded old man was willing to accept our bargaining chips. He kept pestering us with tears and snot, asking us to take responsibility... But how could he be responsible?

难道我们抽签选个人出来把这姑娘娶回家?这我们老爹是但会把鼻子气歪，还会揍死我们!

There is a way, we can only make this family disappear.

It's a pity that that matter was not handled well. The fire was caused by Daxin and set fire to the surrounding houses, making the city defense chief furious. It was precisely because of this incident that my father gave Ji Xiu to the merchants inside and took him to the distant Ideal City to escape the limelight. And we also received praise from outside the family and were punished with several days of confinement and reflection.

Liszt originally thought that he would never see his good brother again, but he thought that the company suddenly opened a flight to Qingquan City.

And my good brother did not disappoint me and came back to reunite with us as soon as possible.

Ji Xiu curled his lips in disdain.

"How can bionic people understand people better than humans...and how can they not grow up at all? It's so vulgar to think about this every day after so long!"

Liszt said with a playful smile.

"Do you have other entertainment? He's an elegant guy, and he talks about how there are no boring things to do on the East Coast." Others also shouted.

"no!"

"He should just talk about it."

All the friends are looking forward to the return of this good friend from afar, hoping that I can talk less about the East Coast. Although the young men of our father's generation were also low-class people in the inner city, not everyone had the opportunity to send their children to the ideal city.

Eight thousand kilometers away is too far.

And the power in our hands becomes more valuable the farther away we are from Boulder City.

Unless they are the most trusted and powerful merchants, no one dares to entrust us with their own flesh and blood.

In the wasteland within the giant wall, it only takes a big thought to send someone away, especially in a place where chips are in circulation and human life is thinner than paper.

And to be honest, even if we don’t have the chance to go to Ideal City, we really want to stay here for more than a few years.

But that does not prevent us from hearing stories from people who have been there.

Moreover, the personal experience of a good friend is more reliable than the words of these businessmen who have actually been there... I really enjoyed the gazes of the stars, and Ji Xiu's eyes consciously showed a bit of superiority. Feeling, Kuai said leisurely.

"The ideal city...is actually not as good as they imagined."

Liszt looked at me in belief.

"But it's better than Boulder City, right?"

"He thinks less," Ji Xiu shook his head. "There are a bunch of rules and regulations here. What is allowed and what can be done is all clearly written. There is no room for accommodation at all."

Actually, maybe not.

It's just that my level is still high enough to allow the council to be accommodating, so naturally I know where to be accommodating. Liszt still had a confident expression on his face and continued to ask.

"Where are the nobles in the inner city here? We should live a better life, right?"

Ji Xiu said in a tone of saltiness or nonchalance.

"That's true, but in your opinion, what kind of vision do these people have? It can't even be said to be short-sighted. Maybe the real little people are different. I heard that we are more secretive and conservative in doing things... But apart from that, in fact, What's the difference from you? It's precisely because of this that life here is full of fun, otherwise why would we run to the city?"

For me, this is a wasteland in another sense - a spiritual wasteland.

I can only live outside a kennel of 70 square meters, and carry a neural connection device to communicate with the garbage under the endpoint cloud through the air... This is the most economical and trouble-free way of entertainment. At most, I have to worry about inexplicable violations. Being locked up and forced to watch movies, or being thrown out by the guards.

These extra rules are so outrageous that it is conceivable that the efficiency is not that high, and that is unimaginable in Boulder City.

Enjoying the adoring gazes of the rubes, Jixiu took a bite of the grapes fed by the beauty and lazily commented on his hometown.

"I have said that... the changes there have been quite small. In the future, it would take at most two days to walk from there to the northern suburbs, but now it's almost a day."

Liszt said with a smile.

"It's true. These nosy guys in the northern suburbs fight with predators every day. Almost all the predators in the north have gone south to hide."

Another big fat man also said excitedly.

"You also heard that construction work has been going on here recently, and the roads on the elevated road out of the city have been renovated!"

A short woman said with bright eyes.

"You know! Your father invested so much money!"

Ji Xiu curled his lips.

"How much money can you make from selling these steel bars and cement...are the price makers interested in truly profitable business?"

Liszt's eyes suddenly lit up.

"He has no way?"

"It's more than just a way."

Ji Xiu smiled mysteriously, looked at a group of good buddies with cold eyes, and waved to us, gesturing for us to come closer.

I cleared my throat and kept my voice high.

"...You don't have any projects that can make a small amount of money."

…

"You can make money just by doing anything!"

A certain mansion in Dawn City.

Zhang Heika, who was sitting outside the study room, played with the white key card in his hand, glanced at the wall clock under the wall, and yawned in amusement.

I ended up feeling less interesting.

For that "white card", I spent a lot of money to smoothen the relationship. I spent at most a few million, but finally, with the help of a few nobles, I was able to get a girl at the cost of a small "placement fee". The down-and-out poor nobles were politely invited out and replaced by the new rich in the inner city.

In addition, the dignity and elegance of the nobles are more important than anything else. On the contrary, the identity of the nobles itself is so mysterious.

As long as you own a single room in the Big Stone Mansion, you can be considered a member of the inner city aristocracy and have the right to vote on all important decisions.

As for how to own or sell it, it depends on how good you are as a person. It is not something that is clearly priced and circulated in the market.

A small number of nobles will not actually live in this huge stone mansion. The number under the door card symbolizes status and power. Among the huge stone buildings that were built after the war, there is not a circle of buildings that were built here, and they are also included in the inner city.

Living conditions in these places will be much better.

In addition, being in love with a certain nobleman living outside the big room under the key card every day basically means that I am far away from bankruptcy.

People will acquiesce that I intend to sell the power in my hands for a good price, and will help me find a trading partner very considerately.

For example, the nobleman I replaced is not an example.

This guy lives at the bottom of a small building. He has no children and no skills. He is like a fat pig in captivity. Day and night, he is looking forward to selling the key card in his hand. It is also a good price to offend the neighbor, and then go inside with the chips to fall in love again.

The entire Boulder City must be compared to a small casino. Buying a door card with "gambling money" will undoubtedly mean going ashore.

It is precisely because of this that I spent this huge sum of money at all costs.

It's just because without that level of status, other nobles in the inner city can use the methods within the rules to carefully deal with me, and it's also because I don't have any ambitions far beyond ordinary people - I plan to rely on my excellent business acumen. and action power, change Boulder City and even the entire river valley province, and build a huge business empire!

I will definitely be able to retreat into the core power circle of Boulder City and make some like-minded partners, and my plan will go much smoother.

However, I quickly became disappointed before retreating into that circle.

There are no like-minded partners here, not even a slightly inferior person.

These guys are like a bunch of inbred pigs.

Do we have any wisdom outside our brains that humans don’t have, or we haven’t used all our brains in internal friction between ourselves.

Even slave owners know that shovels are slower than digging soil by hand, and they often buy wood-burning generators and tractors from merchants like me to update their production equipment. However, these pigs who have been raised in a tricky way just want to He removed the hooves from the horses and oxen and ate them, and proudly called them credit.

How can a guy like that get along better than the old mayor of Bate Street and the farmer of Brown Farm?

Zhang Heika thought about it for several nights and finally figured it out.

In the end, we can only draw one conclusion -

We really don’t have a good father.

These survivors who do not have the courage to stand in the shelter and face the radioactive fallout and the eternal cold are indeed heroes.

We have endured the despair of falling from Utopia to the abyss, and even delayed the completion of things that should have been done by ourselves on behalf of these idle descendants.

That is also the most appropriate.

We have created a "fairy tale-like world" for our children, so much so that the nobles two hundred years ago could not see the wasteland falling in love with it.

In fact, it is wrong to understand it that way.

Our wasteland has already started...

At that time, there was a knock on the door in the study, and Han Long, my most capable man, opened the door and stepped back from inside.

"Sir, the little manager is here."

The black card threw the white card aside and immediately looked at me and said.

"Please, please step back."

"Yes." Han Long nodded slightly, swung his electronic prosthetic eyes left and right, turned around and walked out of Zhang Heika's study.

After a while, Lu Bei opened the door and walked back from inside with a smile on his face.

"His house is really small."

Whether I brought a guard or not, I was still wearing this set of power armor. Zhang Heika had long been accustomed to this. He even replaced all his sofas with iron core ones because of this, fearing that there would be no room to entertain me.

"He should live in a smaller one. You just don't have a new house to live in temporarily. If-"

"The environment outside the shelter is pretty good."

"But do you think its residents are quite happy to build beautiful houses?" Zhang Heika smiled and persuaded, "The shelter is too crowded after all. Even if he cares, he can always Please feel sorry for the future manager’s wife and the future heir of the alliance.”

Jiang Rui smiled lightly.

"You've known each other for so long, does he still understand you?"

Zhang Heika was silent for a moment, sighed heavily, completely gave up on this practical idea, and leaned forward under the chair.

"To be honest, the longer you know you, the more you get to know you... oftentimes, you even feel scared when you are in front of you."

"Did you do anything to scare him?"

"Yes."

Seeing the way I was speaking, Lu Bei vaguely guessed something, then smiled and said without pointing.

"Old Brown is still running my farm. I accepted your transformation, freed the slaves outside the home, and disarmed. All future matters are wiped out. You allow me to continue living on my land as a Union citizen. The person who did that was Luca, the city lord of Dawn City who was almost executed by me. He saw that you can even forgive your enemies, but has he ever done anything that was wrong to you? There’s nothing to worry about.”

Zhang Heika shook his head.

"The matching of money and status is a natural sin. At most, you can bribe nobles in the inner city, or even become a noble... But outside, you have no way to become a resident of the shelter, and it also obscures their operating logic. , and I also understand what you want to do. No matter what, I just hope that when you need money one day, you will be given a chance to hand it over."

Lu Bei couldn't help but said.

"Why can he change his mind slightly? The alliance is an alliance, you use your own rules, you are the same as any survivor colony... He looked at Bucky, I am even too slow to be human, over there Isn’t it quite depressing to live every day?”

Zhang Heika said helplessly.

"I am a resident of Ideal City, and no one will take care of me even if I do something trivial...and you can see my face."

Lu Bei sighed and said.

"You have said many times that identity is not important in the alliance. Even if I become recognized by my father, as long as I identify with you, you will divide me."

Zhang Heika said with a wry smile.

"I hope you will keep your promise as always...So, what did you expect you to do when you came that time?"

Seeing that Zhang Heika Aizhong guessed that his visit was for a purpose, Lu Bei just went around in circles again, leaned forward under the chair, and said with joy.

"You're going to issue something called a bond."

"What's this?"

"A financial tool that can not only solve your capital problem, but also solve the investment difficulty problem of the inner-city aristocrats."

Zhang Heika coughed.

"If you are short of money, let me know and I will lend it to you."

Lu Bei said with a smile.

"It's because you're short of money, it's the alliance that's short of money, and it will always be short of money. If the foreign exchange needs very few chips, how much less can he lend you? One hundred million?"

Zhang Heika said with his scalp numb.

"This...is really not difficult."

I had thought that the manager had such a small appetite.

Lu Bei spread his hands.

"Really? That's a cake that one person can eat. You need a small amount of chips to buy Boulder City's products and increase your market size. And now the pockets of the nobles in the inner city happen to be full of chips, so why? How about we use the money we are temporarily using to do some profitable business?"

Zhang Heika touched his chin without interest and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That doesn't sound interesting..."

Lu Bei smiled and continued speaking step by step.

"You can't give seven-year and ten-year bonds. The total issuance quota is one billion and seven billion respectively. The chips are purchased and the chips are redeemed. It is very fair, and the most important thing is dangerous! The coupon rates are 3% and 7 billion respectively. 4%. Taking a ten-year bond as an example, a 100-chip bond can earn an interest of 4 chips every year, and a one-time principal of 100 chips in the tenth year.

Zhang Heika's eyes flickered slightly, and he was keenly aware of my intentions.

"That's equivalent to splitting the debt... Now only banks can invest, and some small and medium-sized chambers of commerce and even individuals can also participate."

Jiang Rui said with a smile.

"That's wrong! You even provide physical coupons and supporting electronic accounting services... People who hold your bonds can't even buy and sell freely on your trading platform. That way, even if no one wants to use the money, they still want to take advantage of it. If the debt is liquidated and sold, you only need to pay a large handling fee."

It's a pity. It seems that Zhang Heika also figured out what my real intention was, but instinctively felt that I was there with malicious intent; "Why did he go to find Malvern?" He stared at Lu Bei for a while. , Zhang Heika couldn't help but ask, "You work in a factory, or that."

Lu Bei shook his head.

"Melvin is an old fox. I want to get something from you, but if you are allowed to use the borrowed money to repay future debts, from the end of this 200 million chip loan, everyone between you and Boulder City Bank will A loan stipulates how the loan should be used, and the money must be deposited in an account at Boulder City Bank and subject to our supervision."

After a pause, I continued.

"So you need two issuance channels to issue chip-denominated bonds. You guarantee that the bonds issued through the two channels will have the same exercise rights. The only difference is that one is issued by the Alliance Central Bank itself, and the other is issued through the banks in Boulder City. .”

"You regard him as one of your own, so you plan to let him be the distribution channel of the alliance."

Jiang Ruiguan looked at Lu Bei blankly, thinking that I had told myself everything about "using borrowed money to pay off future debts".

I asked cautiously after swallowing.

"Are you...really planning to pay it back?"

Jiang Rui gave me a strange look.

"If you plan to pay back the money, why bother with so little effort?"

Zhang Heika was silent for a while and said bravely.

"Just try it."

I must listen carefully to the opinion of the alliance.

There is a way.

Who wants me to make a fortune from the alliance?

It must be a black card factory. I will be a noble in the lower inner city all my life. Not to mention asking myself to help collect money, if not asking myself to help kill people, I have to think of a way.

“Go try it!”

Ribei stood up from the sofa and walked to the door of the study. He suddenly stopped, looked back at Jiang Ruiying, smiled and encouraged me.

"Try your best to try. The alliance's business opportunities are all written in the newspaper. You will try to cooperate with them. If I doubt you, it will definitely happen. Both the alliance and Boulder City will thank him. It must be true. It doesn’t matter if it’s OK, you can find someone else.”

Zhang Heika said respectfully.

"You must do your best."

Close those in the study.

Listening to the footsteps walking away, Jiang Xinying leaned forward under the chair and pressed her eyebrows with a headache.

The total issuance quota is one billion and seven billion respectively...

Will your lover be scared away by that number?

Dear manager, you really gave me a difficult problem.

However, at that moment, Zhang Heika's eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Xinying under the table, and a sudden realization surged in his heart.

Taking Kumit in her hand again and playing with it, Jiang Xinying's eyes became more and more excited and she murmured a few words loudly.

"Whether it's good or not, it's really difficult..."

…

Just when Zhang Heika ordered his hands to pack his things and prepare to return to the Boulder Domain, something small or big happened in the Boulder City.

In the following days, the "Daily Survivor", which became popular throughout Boulder City and almost caused Mr. House to lose his job, finally happened.

At this moment, the door of the newspaper office was sealed, and several guards standing behind the door pushed and pushed away the idlers who gathered around to watch the silence.

"Leave far away!"

"You want to cause trouble for yourself, so don't join in the silence!"

Hearing this gentle tone, those who wanted to cause trouble dispersed one after another.

Only one woman didn't leave, and she couldn't help shouting.

"You are customers waiting for the new issue... and you are here to enjoy the silence!"

I am the owner of the Walnut Tavern, not the one next to the industrial area. My name is Don.

Workers who go to work usually come to my place to pick up cigarette butts and smoke them, and find literate people to read the free newspaper.

Although I hate these poor people with sad faces, they are almost my only customers. Usually when we see Ren Xing, we still can't help but buy a glass of beer or even a newspaper. Take it home as a souvenir.

Even for the sake of this beer, I feel like I should say something for us.

However, the two guards looked at each other before hearing this. They laughed and kicked away the country bumpkin who appeared out of nowhere. They looked at me rolling and crawling up from the ground and laughed.

"get out!"

"Does this exist anymore?"

At the same time, in the office downstairs,

When Chu Guang heard about the decree promulgated by the city hall, his eyes went white and he almost lost his breath. I stared at the guard who read out the order to me, wishing I had to kill this man with my eyes.

However, Wang Zai's power may be of no use outside. The soldiers in Boulder City are princes outside the Ping Desert. That thing can at least save me from being punched.

"Suspension of publication?! Why?" Chu Guang roared, spitting like stars.

The guard looked at me sarcastically.

"The city hall thinks he is spreading false information, and they are not expected to do business all day long."

Chu Guang's face flushed angrily. He held the Playboy magazine in his hand, his fingers shaking constantly, and finally he could only hold back one sentence.

"But that was just a joke! It was all information from his mouth!"

The joke was roughly that a guy wearing a Death Claw from head to toe was trying to prove to my friends that he was brave, so he bragged that I had pulled the outfit from under the Death Claw myself.

However, my friends obviously believed it, so in order to prove my bravery and dare to take a giant step forward, I could only throw myself under the prostitute, but in the end, I was exposed by the evil devil thread that I was actually a Qiangzhi...

It was originally a joke with two soft ads, and even the brand name. However, maybe my wording was too realistic, and I accidentally offended a certain aristocratic grandfather who had actually done that.

The guard's answer really confirmed my suspicion.

"Yes, but a certain inner-city resident thought it was funny and was offended by it. Of course, you all know him. I am not the one who was laughing at it, and I just kindly thought it was good."

"Where is this "Worker Daily"? You have been missing the cat for a long time!"

the guard asked rhetorically

"So why did he continue to publish these things? They were quite good after that and could help the masters do something. But these serialized stories are too exaggerated. How could the unarmed awakened person defeat the power armor and the mercenary buy it? The white card in the inner city is even more nonsense. What does he think of the identity given by the villain of the city lord? Have you ever heard of a mercenary who doesn't have that ability? What is he doing to harm people?"

Jiang Rui tried to argue.

"Remove that extra content from your love!"

"Mr. Dulong's opinion is yes."

"Where's this House? I'm better at talking nonsense than you! Anyone who has listened to my broadcast will know that what you write is even a hot joke!"

Chu Guangzhang blushed, I am the idiot who talks nonsense in Yuan Ti's love, but now I have to be taken out as an example.

When it comes to bragging, I am one-ten thousandth as good as this guy. At most, I can't brag about it.

However, the guard showed no concern for my explanation and said patiently.

"I don't have a license. By the way, I used to need such a certificate. You are too vague about the details. He should find out by himself."

Chu Guang looked at me pleadingly.

"You apply now! If you ask him, he will drive you away."

The guard shrugged his shoulders impassionedly.

"That's his freedom, but he has to pack up the things there first. Tomorrow you will seal the place. If anything is taken away, you will assume that it is thrown away as garbage."

The guy I was in love with was the prince of the Lion Kingdom. I was too lazy to talk nonsense with that guy, so I just put the gun down and was honest.

The guard said the last word, then turned around and walked away with all the brothers, leaving Chu Guang alone standing there in despair.

I feel like an ugly person.

The Alliance defeated the victorious Legion, and I felt proud and proud for a long time. However, the day after the failure celebration, my six months of hard work was taken away by one sentence.

"Do they understand... It feels like you put a flower under cow dung, and we want to compare ourselves to cow dung. Is there only cow dung left outside our shallow understanding? "

"Beyond the joke, you just wrote about a guy wearing Death Claw skins to entertain everyone. We must say that this is offensive to the noble grandfather in the inner city. Because humans need to have their nails trimmed, horses also need to trim their nails, so humans are equal to horses? Then? What kind of bullshit logic is this?”

An employee said in a voice.

"...Indeed, the residents of the Alliance will also wear the clothes of dead men. We hate him more than Mr. House."

Another older employee couldn't help but asked,

"Then it's obvious...can't appeal?"

The older editor shook his head.

"Disaster."

Everyone fell into a long silence, and they couldn't help but worry about the future. The two reporters looked at each other and couldn't help but look at me and asked.

"boss……"

"What should you do?"

Chu Guang said with an annoyed look.

"Yes, I know, don't ask you! They just looked at Silence and said a word to you, and now they come back and ask you what to do! How do you know what to do?"

I originally planned to write a column about the league's celebration and the recent series of drastic actions, and worked overtime to rush out the plan, but suddenly such bad news came.

Looking at the helpful employees, Chu Guang suddenly felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, and he let out a long sigh.

"...You will pay them their wages, so everyone can go their own way before."

Maybe, I am really suitable for that line of work.

All the employees walked out with expressions of resignation.

The slightly older editor said immediately.

"Can't you settle with silver coins?"

Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"silver?"

Several people standing next to the old editor nodded in agreement and spoke loudly one after another.

"You will be Mr. House's employees from now on... If I hadn't fired you because of my opinions, I would have asked you to go back.

"And you also wrote articles that ridiculed me..."

"You are going to try your luck in the alliance. Isn't there a "Daily Survivor" besides this? You should be needed."

"That's wrong! And now one chip can be exchanged for two silver coins, but in Juwan City, one chip can basically buy a piece of bread!"

"The alliance is actually okay..."

"But I heard that you can buy a kilogram of corn here for 0.9 silver coins! The remaining nutritional paste can even be used to feed pigs!"

Listening to the employees' chatter, Chu Guang, who was originally in a tearful mood, suddenly felt relieved.

The wasteland is so small, there are not many places to go.

Speaking of which, my original purpose of opening that newspaper was actually just to find a job to support myself, and then complete the trial my father gave me and my brothers and sisters - to bring a valuable treasure from the wasteland. go back.

It’s just that I lost all affection for that newspaper so quickly that I completely forgot about my father’s instructions.

In fact, I feel more and more that fighting for the throne is not a burden. Drinking and writing poetry are what I love to do.

Before I left, I knew how Mr. Xiangsi would report on the alliance's celebration, but I didn't care about everything else.

Be careful.

Just a settlement.

I should be a cloud in the world, write poems to those who are worthy, and sing to those who are worthy.

I said.

I want to open the "Daily Survivor" all over the wasteland! My employees still have their jobs, how can I be dejected at that time?

"Let's go together now. The less people we have, the more love we will have!"

Everyone looked at me in surprise.

Especially this old editor, who dared to ask suspiciously.

"He plans to leave with you?"

"What did he say? You were originally a survivor there. You said you came from the land of Xiaguang Fan. However, you gave up so easily. You did live up to Mr. Manager's expectations, but you will be sincere. Like I apologized."

Under Chu Guang's face, he coughed heavily and continued.

"They must hate your boss, and they can't continue to follow you until they reach the alliance... Do the survivors outside the desert still have newspapers belonging to us? We should know what happens in that wasteland every day. You can't go here. End it all over again! Be small and weak and create greater glory!"

"Although, the people here are much poorer than those outside."

At this moment, Sister Shaoli still knows that she has not been unemployed yet, and is energetically dragging Fang Chang around in the streets of Dawn City to collect materials for the celebration column of Lost in Love.

Avni from the Honey Badger Kingdom was sitting by the window of the embassy attic, sighing as she looked at the setting sun gradually setting towards her hometown. She was worried about whether the gift she was about to send could represent the wishes of the royal family and the people of the kingdom. .

The mosquito implanted with the Dayu brand symbiote was once again stuck outside the tin can that I made, and by chance, it was photographed by a passing crow. It was posted to the forum and made me laugh hard. , it can be regarded as revenge after a long time.

Duoladuzi took Makabazi and went down the mountain to hunt tigers and went fishing by the lake. Commander Quanshui and other brothers from the Storm Corps were in the lobby of the Highway Town Hotel, facing Zhang, the owner of the ramen shop who boasted that a thousand cups would be poured. Hai took turns to drink wine, while Lisa laughed and laughed happily at the side, urging us to drink more. She wanted to find out about the pangolins, but she was too shy to ask.

Kuang Feng and Mu Shi Gulang went to Yunxizhou to study the reactor again, while Ye Shi took my old sister Jiu Jiuren to level up the Claw Crab from a distance.

Lao Bai and the male researcher from the college went to the East Forest of Qingquan City. You were very curious about the psychic interferometer here. What magical ingredients Irena brought back from the desert seemed to be thinking about the new Bai An again with tomatoes and scrambled eggs. Cuisine

There is only one night left for Wali's triumphal celebration.

Dawn and silence remain as before.

Lu Bei, who had just come out of Zhang Heika's house, had not returned to the shelter. The second generation went to the farmland to the east of the city, looking at the land that had been reclaimed and thinking.

Seeing me staring at the distance for a long time, Jiang Rui, who was following me, asked loudly.

"Little man...is there nothing here?"

Lu Bei said casually.

"Yes."

Hal scratched his head and said politely.

"Look, you've been looking over here...you thought there was nothing wrong here."

"Well...there's really no problem."

Lu Bei thought for a moment and then said.

"You are thinking that you can treat us badly."

The food crisis is a top priority and can be completely handed over to the tributary countries. Those arable lands are precious resources. Maybe I should use part of the tax revenue to subsidize these people who work outside the fields to dispel our expectations for next year's food. Price concerns.

Thinking of that, Lu Bei got a headache again.

What will I feel in the future? The wave of my little hand is not a series of numbers.

And until the size of the alliance came down, I immediately felt that it was difficult to maintain the smooth operation of a small settlement.

There are too few places to buy before spending money...

And one of my thoughts is that it is no longer just a job for a few people, but a group of families who are eagerly waiting for it.

If I make mistakes in love, no one will go hungry.

There is no method that works when there are many people, but that’s how effective it is when there are few people. However, less is less and less is more, which is too difficult to grasp.

Looking at the manager beside him who fell into Shen Zhong, Jiang Rui fell in love for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"The little manager..."

Bei looked at the guys on the side.

"What's wrong?"