After the infrastructure game I became the creator

"You said you want to increase taxes?" In the magnificently decorated office, on the huge and exquisitely carved office multi-person conference table, Lu Hu's fingers randomly picked out his own hair, as if a strand of hair was jumping out from his fingertips. Pretty flames.

"The current situation is not very good. We may need to increase taxes a little bit to ease the pressure on the treasury." He Fang is actually a little guilty. After all, his situation of people being rich and the country poor is that he did not grasp the situation after "Restart of the Market" was launched online. Mechanism changes.

If he could pay more attention to development rather than happiness and other multi-party balances before the online launch of "Restart of Ruins", if he could expand the land more boldly and increase the population, he might not necessarily be so passive.

"Yes." Lu Hu did not hesitate, "Why not?"

"Do you think it's okay?" He Fang didn't know whether Lu Hu said it was okay because of his suggestion or after considering the current development of the city.

"What's the problem?" Lu Hu asked curiously.

"Won't a sudden and unexpected increase in taxes cause public protests?" He Fang asked.

Lu Hu casually hooked the information that He Fang gave her on the desktop, and the thick information was spread out in front of her: "Didn't you already do the investigation?"

"Are there any other suggestions and things that need attention?" He Fang has had an inexplicable sense of trust in Luhu since he got advice from Luhu last time, and now he is eager to get some advice.

This time Lu Hu didn't answer, but looked at He Fang, her rosy lips pursed slightly, evoking a very obvious arc, her eyes were fixed on He Fang, and a bright rose color bloomed in her pupils.

"My lovely Lord City Master, you seem to trust me very much." Lu Hu's voice had a deceptive hook, which made He Fang red.

He Fang didn't know why he blushed easily when facing Lu Hu, and stammered, "You are the Minister of Finance, and you must be very capable. Of course I believe your suggestion."

Lu Hu laughed softly, and her laughter was full of happiness.

"Then of course I have to seriously respond to the expectations of our Lord City Lord." Lu Hu began to look through the very detailed information on the desktop, not only the report of their Ministry of Finance, but also He Fang's own analysis. It's a wonderful feeling when you're together.

Lu Hu's fingers slid across every note marked by He Fang, as well as the documents compiled by He Fang. Every place was an annotation made by He Fang after careful consideration.

He Fang was actually very nervous in his heart. There was a sense of tension in the face of the teacher waiting for the other party to mark his homework. He even swallowed his saliva unconsciously to ease his heartbeat.

Of course Lu Hu noticed He Fang's little physical reaction, and he smiled even more.

She finally put down all the information and half-closed her eyes. Even if she didn't read it, she had already memorized all the information that needed to be remembered.

"You have indeed read the information here. Let me praise you, you have really worked hard to organize the information."

Lu Hu's words did not make He Fang feel at ease. It sounded like the beginning of the words, and there must be a follow-up later. He Fang nervously forced himself to listen to every suggestion of Lu Hu.

"First of all, whether the current people can bear the pressure of raising taxes, presumably this should be your most concerned issue." Lu Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't restrain his smile when he saw He Fang's bright eyes, "I give Your answer is that you can bear it, the city is under your management, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and many people have quite a lot of savings in their hands, so a little tax increase to a certain extent is not unacceptable to the people.”

He Fang has also considered this issue. From the information Lu Hu gave him, it can be seen that many of his residents now have a lot of property, and the money seems to be much richer than him.

After all, this is a completely closed small city. There is no concept of "luxury" in such a small town, so there are not many places where you can spend a lot of money, and the usual entertainment expenses are not very large. More and more money in the pocket.

"Appropriate tax increases can actually curb the current inflation, which is not a bad thing for the city as a whole. Secondly, tax increases are for longer-term considerations. This is beyond doubt, and can appropriately reduce some gaps between the rich and the poor. "

He Fang nodded. In-game taxation is different from complex real-time taxation. In reality, taxation is classified and classified very clearly, but in the game, a percentage standard is used for unified planning, not to mention Fang's current city The population will be almost [-], and there is no need for a complicated tax model.

Lu Hu listed the advantages and disadvantages of increasing taxation one by one from the content he saw in the information, and finally emphasized one sentence: "There may be short-term dissatisfaction with taxation, but residents find that appropriate taxation does not affect their current lives. After what impact, it can enrich the national treasury, improve infrastructure, expand towns, and there will be no protests.”

He Fang breathed a sigh of relief when he got an affirmative answer, and then said: "It's just that I don't know how much tax should be increased so that it won't affect the people completely. I want to increase it gradually depending on the situation, but I'm not sure if it will be raised several times. It will cause dissatisfaction among the people.”

"So you want to maximize the current tax revenue?" Lu Hu asked with narrowed eyes.

"No." He Fang refused, "I want to at least ensure the normal social functions of the city, and still maintain the status quo of the people's wealth."

Lu Hu's eyes narrowed slightly. Their city lord, even when collecting money, was thinking about whether he would collect too much and make the residents unhappy.

"Then." Lu Hu's fingers stained the water in the cup, and wrote a number on the table in front of He Fang.

He Fang was taken aback when he saw it: "Could it be too high?"

"No, this is already a guaranteed figure given after considering your thoughts, Lord City Lord. Since the establishment of the city, you have never raised taxes once." Lu Hu smiled, "What's more, you have to increase taxation for the poor." The subsistence allowance policy for households, and then subsidizing poor households based on this figure will not have much impact."

He Fang looked anxiously at the '3' on the table, it was so high, he planned to only increase it by a few tenths at the beginning, as the minister of the Ministry of Finance, is Lu Hu so ruthless in asking for money?

Thinking about it carefully, although I have worked very hard to do it, I have never had a detailed understanding of the economic system. Although the game is real, it is not too harsh to the point of being too detailed, and I have no concept of where the tax is.

It is really a relief to get an accurate number from Lu Hu.

He Fang couldn't bear it, but seeing Lu Hu's indifferent appearance, he finally calmed down a little: "I...I'll try."

He will take a closer look at the statistics page, and once the public is dissatisfied, he will immediately reduce the tax to a few tenths. Although the time to enrich the treasury will be extended, at least it will not affect the existing residents.

While He Fang was thinking, he unconsciously raised his head and met Lu Hu's eyes. The clarity in the other party's eyes seemed to already know what He Fang was thinking in his mind.

"What... what's wrong?" He Fang was startled, and unconsciously leaned back, not wanting to be stared at by Lu Hu like this.

"I am very glad that you trust me so much, Lord City Master. This makes me very happy." Lu Hu covered his lips with one hand, as if to hide his smile, but Lu Hu's eyes would narrow like an old fox whenever he smiled. He Fang shuddered inexplicably.

"And... there is one more thing, that is, before you divided the land for private contractors to build residential buildings." He Fang stammered and wanted to start his own 'city lord praise mode'.

"En?" Lu Hu tilted his head, his long hair fell from his shoulders, and he looked unbelievably beautiful.

"Just... just... you did a good job, you did a... very good..." He Fang originally wanted to say something nice, but seeing Lu Hu like this, any nice words became hard to say in the mouth.

"Hehehe." With a laughing voice, He Fang felt his cheeks being touched again, and Luhu's hands were very warm, as if she herself was like a burning flame, "Thank you, my lovely Lord, for being able to be You compliment me, but I really can't bear it at all, I really want to tear you apart like this."

He Fang's eyes widened, and the speed of light flashed back.

Lu Hu watched He Fang disappear from his hands, straightened up again, and looked at the documents with half-closed eyes. Although there was no smile, the depths of her blooming pupils, like roses, were rippling at this moment. Great mood.

In front of her, He Fang will involuntarily reveal his dependence, he accepts everything in this city well, even...

It seems that he treats himself standing in front of him as a human being, not an N-PC.

He Fang withdrew from the game, lay down in the somatosensory cabin and sighed deeply, his cheeks were a little red, slandering the creator of the somatosensory cabin.

If you make a game, you just make a game. It's not a garbage game that needs to use a beautiful girl in revealing clothes to make a small advertisement, and there is no need to set a good N-PC to look like this!

Just now he really felt Luhu touching his cheek and breathing softly in his ear.

He Fang thought that if the player who played this game was a wretched person who relied on the game settings to do whatever he wanted with the N-PC, wouldn't that be very insecure?

Is there a rule in this game that players are not allowed to touch N-PCs at will?

He sat up and rubbed his temples fiercely, complaining about it, but he still had to continue with the information he got from Lu Hu.

He Fang's brain cells will be burned out by those complicated file analysis, although compared with the real files, it is just a small game in the game, but it is really very strenuous to study.

But He Fang will study all the games that he cares about very seriously, such as the attributes and introduction of a certain weapon. Although these items that basically have no effect on players, they are all kind of easter eggs for He Fang. The detailed descriptions of things are secretly matching the map, world view, background story, etc. It is actually very interesting to read.

But this habit became very distressing when studying data. He Fang couldn't help but pay attention to those boring data and had to analyze them carefully. He had never worked so hard in school.

"I want to eat chocolate." In the quiet room, the fair-skinned boy sat up from the somatosensory cabin, full of thoughts of wanting to eat sweets, skillfully opened the takeaway software, and went directly to the supermarket to buy several chocolates and some chocolates Taste of ice cream.

He Fangban squatted in front of the computer desk, opened the operation panel of "Xu Wu Reboot", and added '3' to the tax with some hesitation.

He Fang's eyes were fixed on the various data and contents on the statistics panel, especially the column of residents.

The fun of the infrastructure game is to start from scratch, but He Fang also likes to watch the numerical values ​​​​of residents' happiness and satisfaction increase, as if...

It seems that this world will definitely be full of all kinds of unhappiness, but the residents in the game world will always be happy, which will make him feel good.

He Fang first opened a bottle of Coke for himself to supplement the sugar, and he raised his head and took a few sips, but his eyes never left the numbers, he felt his heartbeat was being caught by these numbers.

The resident value, which had been growing extremely slowly, stagnated for a short time. He Fang kept watching the passage of time, and the plummeting happiness and satisfaction he imagined did not happen.

It's just that after a long pause, it's back to its previous very slow growth.

He Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

He watched the money in the national treasury grow faster, and he was so happy that he jumped up and down.

Woohoo, he's rich.

Woohoo, he has become a big bastard who plunders people's fat!

He Fang decided to reduce the amount of money in the treasury to a certain extent, so that other values ​​that are currently as slow as tortoise crawling can be sped up a little bit.

The daily tax in a city of 3 to [-] people is actually not high, but it will increase as time goes by. He Fang waited for a while without any accidents, and then happily took a few sips Coke, this time he drank Coke, but didn't look at the screen at all!

If he knew that he could increase so much tax, he would have raised it long ago, okay? !

He didn't even know that his residents were so rich!

He Fang went back and checked the previous strategy videos. After a brief increase in taxes, there would soon be various complaints about the high taxes from the public. He looked at the event statistics himself, and there were still some irrelevant updates. urgent information.

He Fang raised his eyebrows slightly. This principle is the same as when you have 100 yuan, one dollar is a lot, but when you have 100 yuan, [-] yuan will not be so conspicuous.

His residents are really rich.

Hey hey hey.

He Fang was in a good mood, and suddenly a message appeared in the event statistics.

'Congratulations to the city lord, the population of the city has exceeded [-]. '

He Fang was overjoyed, and looked up the event statistics, and found out that a piece of land in the residential area had been built!

There are people, there are people!

He Fang looked anxiously at those residential areas, and then looked at his own taxes, and his mind became active again, wanting to develop supporting facilities in the new open area as soon as possible, so that the residents living here can have better living conditions.

In the end, He Fang shook his head, patted his cheek, don't spend money so quickly, have you forgotten the embarrassment before?Now these people just live a little far from the city center, which is inconvenient, don't worry about the rest for now!

He Fang's mind was full of thoughts of 'have money' and 'want to spend money', when suddenly his cell phone rang.

He Fang, who was still hesitating, picked up the phone without looking at the caller ID on it, and connected the call: "Hello?"

He Fang's voice was hoarse as he hadn't spoken for a long time, and even He Fang himself was taken aback for a moment.

The person on the other side of the phone was also obviously stunned for a moment, as if confused by He Fang's cheerful voice, and suddenly neither of them continued talking.

Finally, the other party suddenly spoke, and it was He Fang who was familiar with the blond-haired man again: "Ah, sorry customer, I'm a delivery guy. I didn't say anything just now and I was looking for your meal for you. I will go upstairs immediately for your delivery. According to the usual The appearance is placed at the door for you, you must remember to receive it."

He Fang was silent for two seconds and hung up the phone.

He approached the door, leaned his back against the door, and turned his head slightly to listen to the sound outside. The sound of the elevator quickly attracted He Fang's attention, and He Fang pricked up his ears to listen to the sound outside.

The man's footsteps were very light, not even as loud as the sound of the takeaway plastic bag in his hand, and then he heard the rubbing sound of his takeaway plastic bag at the door and the slight sound of hitting the ground, At the end is the sound of the elevator door opening.

He Fang blinked, is this person very light?Why is there almost no sound of walking footsteps?Or is it that the takeaway boy has practiced Lingbo microsteps after running too many places?He Fang was made speechless by his own thoughts.

After waiting for 3 minutes, He Fang was sure that there was no one at the door. Before opening the door, he secretly looked outside through the peephole, and finally opened the door.

When the sweet chocolate is wrapped in the mouth, the strong sense of satisfaction is self-evident. It is very good to eat something sweet to comfort yourself after consuming a lot of brain cells.

After He Fang took the second bite of chocolate, he thought casually, did the other party hear his voice just now?Do you think why this person's voice is so ugly?

He Fang was a little curious, "Ah" a few times, and then said to himself: "Hello, I am He Fang, He Fang's He, He Fang's Fang."

A few meaningless words, to test whether my voice is really that hoarse, the result is not, it should be just a moment when I was not ready to make such a sound.

You probably didn't hear it, the delivery guy just said that he was picking up food.

He Fang took a bite of a piece of chocolate.

Forget it, take care of him.

At the same time, the huge snow-white landmark building is now surrounded by a faint white aura of bewilderment.

Passers-by walked past the iconic building expressionlessly, turning a blind eye to this strange guy who occasionally convulses.

-

He Fang was sitting in the research institute, with Zhu Yan standing behind him.

The research institute has successfully applied for research funding, and after He Fang relieved the pressure a little, he came to the research institute and started simulated training to operate the aircraft, trying to open up contact with the outside world as soon as possible.

He Fang is very familiar with how to operate the plane, so familiar that he can even pass the test directly, but he was stunned for a moment when he saw the real version of the simulated driving instrument of the research institute.

The man in the snow-white gown is leaning against He Fang, carefully explaining all the keys with his gloved fingers, Zhu Yan is relying on He Fang to advance so that he can have the same perspective as He Fang.

But even though it was so close, He Fang didn't feel uncomfortable and strange there at all, and his mind was full of the functions of these messy buttons.

"It's so complicated..." He Fang didn't expect it himself.

"It can be designed to be simpler. In many cases, there are not many things that need to be operated. The reason why all these are operable is to ensure safety." Zhu Yan explained to He Fang seriously, "Even if the plane is in the air Disintegration, life inside the aircraft can survive, which is the original intention of these complex operational designs."

He Fang blinked, very satisfied with the institute's serious design of safety features.

He Fang said subconsciously: "Up to now, the research institute has always exceeded my expectations, and has never let me down."

Zhu Yan's eyes flashed an imperceptible joy of being praised, he lowered his eyes, and said softly to He Fang: "Master City Lord, you have never let us down."

He Fang blinked, sincerely admiring the intelligence of the current N-PC.

"Is there an instruction manual?" He Fang looked at these complicated operations, and he preferred to study slowly by himself, one by one, rather than someone explaining to him beside him.

Zhu Yan was taken aback for a moment, a little disappointed, and the momentary disappointment prevented him from answering immediately.

He Fang turned his head in doubt: "Isn't there an instruction manual?"

Zhu Yan stood up straight, with a cold face: "Yes."

"Hmm..." He Fang wondered if it was his own illusion. He always felt that Zhu Yan's expression was not very good after he said that he wanted the instruction manual. "Is there any detailed description in the instruction manual?"

"Have."

He Fang choked, glanced at Zhu Yan, and then at Zhu Yan, wondering why he didn't have the courage to ask to read the manual.

However, Zhu Yan closed his eyes slightly, and opened his eyes without any emotion, and said: "The manual can be called from the third light green button on your right hand, and there are search functions and retrieval functions, so I I just left temporarily, if you need to press the button with the call bell on your right, I will come to you immediately to solve your problems."

"Thank you." He Fang could only say these two words eagerly, but couldn't say anything else.

Watching helplessly as the door closed behind Zhu Yan after leaving, and only himself was left in the whole space, He Fang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he knew it was just an N-PC, He Fang always felt a little uncomfortable when facing people.

Obviously just an N-PC...

He Fang opened the instruction manual, and there was a lengthy introduction on it. The rhetoric was very professional, without any interest at all. He flipped it up and down.

While researching, He Fang was impressed by the uniqueness of this design and the innovative thinking mode. Although this is an aircraft, the cockpit is an extremely important area. The cabin can have a "support". If a damaged part suddenly appears, the support can be transferred to other important parts and the damaged part can be removed. The principle is very similar to that of a rocket, except that the removal is selective.

The more He Fang looked at it, the more he felt that the design of this game was simply too detailed. What kind of obsessive-compulsive detail control is this to design such a complicated manual? Has the game producer personally written this copy?Wouldn't he think that the copywriting is too complicated, and reduce the difficulty so that players can read it less strenuously?

He Fang compared the instructions one by one, and began to tentatively start the operation simulation.

Zhu Yan poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp. Someone from the research institute behind him asked, "Zhu Yan? Why are you here? Aren't you going to explain the flight simulation to the Creator?"

"The creator said, I don't need me." The cold face is as handsome as ever, but it seems to have added a touch of gloom compared to the usual indifference and alienation. His emotions have been exposed to the people around him. the point.

"Are you unhappy? The Creator itself has social phobia, isn't this something we recognize?" The researcher at the side poured Zhu Yan a glass of calming cold drink, "Before the Creator came, the Creator was always himself. I researched it alone, I'm afraid it hasn't been converted yet."

Zhu Yan didn't answer the words, but just took a small sip of the water glass to calm himself down.

"Before the arrival, our research institute was useless." The researcher at the side couldn't help talking.

"No, I didn't have any goals at that time, so I just researched some messy things. In other words, who researched the ultra-efficient multi-functional egg beater back then, which can beat 1 eggs in one minute and can also separate the egg liquid. Stir well, I’m laughing.” One of them recalled this incident and said with a smile, “At that time, the Creator made a few egg beaters and put them on the market for sale, but no one bought them at all, and they seem to be kept in the treasury now. Hahahahaha."

"Oh, maybe someone will buy this thing now? Didn't there be egg dishes and desserts when I just researched it? They were all written by the Creator later."

"This seems to be a bit useful now, but you remember that the walking aid, which is directly connected to the nerves, will forcibly stimulate a person to walk continuously. Where did this come from to design such a thing in the underworld? It’s done, and it’s really sold.”

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember this. At that time, it was not sold because a person tried it out of curiosity, but because of the wrong time setting, it couldn't be stopped at all, and it couldn't be removed. It is said that the person said that the walking time was too long and uncontrollable. , I feel like I'm going to die, I'm desperate, and that thing has been taken off the shelves, too hell."

"Speaking of which, no matter what strange things we designed, it seemed that the creator would make a few and sell them? Did the creator really think that these things could be sold?"

"I don't know, but when the strange things I made are seriously made by the creator and then sold, what should I say, tsk, just, I feel special..."

"I understand, I understand. The things designed at that time were useless, but the creator would definitely open the instruction manual to see clearly. At that time, I secretly wrote acrostics for the creator to see. I don't know if the creator found out. .”

"Good guy, you have private goods!"

"Hahahaha you don't know how to carry private goods and blame me?"

Listening to the researchers in the institute taking a break from their busy schedule, the director of the institute walked over slowly at this time: "Why are you talking so happily?"

"Let's talk about the Creator again. I said that the Creator would read the manual and sell it after making a lot of strange things, especially the egg beater and walking aids." Someone immediately answered the director.

"Ah, that." The director of the research institute glanced at Zhu Yan, "Zhu Yan did it."

Zhu Yan silently took a sip of the calming drink.

The whole room fell into an eerie silence.

Suddenly, someone asked tremblingly: "Then...then that... Random heightening insoles..."

"Ah, it's also made by Zhu Yan. It's very interesting. I use it very comfortably. It's not just for increasing height and looking good. Sometimes it can increase height casually and save energy. I think it's very useful." Director He showed a very kind smile and even touched his belly.

"Then that coffin...ah no, the all-round sleep massage-massage bed..." someone asked again.

"That, didn't you buy it? Zhuyan made it. It's very comfortable to lie in. Even if it's fully enclosed, there's still fresh air. Oh, shut yourself in after finishing the experiment every day. Your shoulders, waist, legs, soles, and even your face There is a massage, it is really comfortable." The director said cheerfully.

However, the eyes of the whole research room became strange and complicated.

They have always known that various strange researches have been discovered, but everyone will study some strange things, so they didn't think about it.

But if you think about it carefully, there are more or less traces of the researched items, and researchers can be found, but only some weird ones that cannot be judged in words have not been traced to who made them.

After all, people don't want to find out who made such a strange thing.

but……

If it's all done by Zhu Yan, and Zhu Yan wants to hide it, no one of them will know.

Zhu Yan... how did you do such a strange thing?In terms of strangeness, it is estimated that no one can compare with Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan continued to take a sip of his drink without changing his face, looking very calm.

Then he slowly raised his eyes, which were filled with intense coldness, like a blizzard and wind: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I just suddenly felt that these designs are actually quite interesting after hearing what the director said." Someone had already started to stammer.

"That's right, it's because we have lost our eyesight, and we haven't seen the specific value of a thing. As expected of the Creator, we can see the value of things. Really, we all need to practice more, hahahahaha."

Zhu Yan didn't care what the people around him were saying about him at all, but casually picked up his mobile phone and looked through the records, and suddenly found that there was a new message in the recorder of the simulated flight.

It is news that the plane has successfully flown.

Now the simulated driving is only used by He Fang, and this sudden update of information is [-]% He Fang's simulated driving information, which surprised Zhu Yan, and he clicked on He Fang's driving detailed information.

All the driving scores above are very common, and there is nothing special about such common data, but what if you add 'first time' to this common?

Their city lord, their creator, had never driven a plane or a car before, but he never thought that he could completely simulate an 'ordinary' result in driving for the first time.

This is the first time!

Completely the first time!

Zhu Yan couldn't hide his shock. He put down his cup and quickly walked towards the driving simulation room, leaving a group of confused researchers looking at each other. Could it be that he was angry?

When Zhu Yan pushed open the door, he saw his beloved Creator doing the second round of simulated driving.

His creator is extremely serious, and the cute face that always shows various expressions is only serious and focused at this time. Before doing any operation, he will look down at the direction of the operation button and then operate it. There is still an instruction manual by my side, but even so...

Even though He Fang showed incomparable rustiness and slowness, on the screen, the aircraft was driven very steadily, just like a cautious operator who flew for the first time, with countless simulation experiences and the first nervousness and earnestness.

Zhu Yan was shocked, and slowly opened his eyes wide.

Zhu Yan stood behind He Fang, without saying a word, the extreme weather mode suddenly appeared on the screen, under this mode, the operation will change and become difficult.

He Fang's clear voice came: "The instruction manual plays the key points for flying in extreme weather at three times speed."

The mechanical sound was very fast, and He Fang's mental strength should not be able to understand it quickly, unless he already had a general understanding of this piece of information and needed some keywords.

Zhu Yan couldn't move away from He Fang's body. For the first time, he really saw with his own eyes how their Creator was doing something seriously.

In the eyes of their beloved Creator, there seemed to be bright stars shining, not afraid of challenges, not usually cautious, and even with the desire to challenge and explore, he showed an extremely rare boldness.

Zhu Yan heard his heart beating faster because of admiration and joy, he subconsciously covered his heart, for fear that the sound of his heartbeat would disturb He Fang's serious and hard research.

He couldn't even maintain his cool appearance anymore, he even...doubted whether he was very similar to the Holy Master who was pasted on the window back then.