This Game Is Too Realistic

Borrow some chips?

Sorry, I don't understand what you mean...

Dulong looked at Luka with a look of astonishment, Why do we lend you a little bargaining chip... to solve the problem?

Aren't we discussing trade issues?

If it is an additional condition for negotiation, he can consider it.

However, the person in front of him said that he only needed to lend them a sum of money to solve the problem.

Dulong even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

With Dulong's astonished expression, Luca cleared his throat and uttered the manager's words.

Aren't you disgusted that we didn't spend our chips where we should spend them? That's because we don't have any money. Of course, we have to spend our savings carefully, but if you are willing to lend us a sum, it will be different.

Seeing that the person in front of him still didn't understand the wisdom of the manager, Luka continued patiently.

We have just liberated Xizhou City. In order to accommodate the survivors there, we are building Dawn City.

There needs to be at least ten thousand houses, a great deal of food, cotton, cleaning soap, and other consumer goods... Isn't that what you want us to buy?

Of course we are capable of addressing these gaps on our own, but on our own, it may take a year or two or even longer for the people there to live a self-sufficient life. However... adding you is not the same.

Dulong's eyes widened.

You mean... let us borrow your chips, and then you use our chips to buy things from us?

Yes. Luka nodded of course, that's what the manager told him.

Do you think this is reasonable? Dulong couldn't help but said.

Why is it unreasonable? Your factory gets the order, the workers get their jobs, and the chips we borrowed will eventually be returned to you. The money can be placed in your account as you said, with Book-entry transactions, the chips don't even need to come out of your bank.

Luka's well-founded answer stunned Dulong.

so……

Seems to be fine?

At least for a while, he really couldn't think of a reason to refute.

According to the agreement requested by the residents, the trade between the two sides will definitely be interrupted, and neither side will benefit.

But if the proposal proposed by the lord of Dawn City in front of him is followed, Boulder City will get a huge market.

The profits of the factories and the jobs of the workers will be settled, and the money lent to the new alliance will not disappear... No one loses, everyone seems to win.

But that's too weird!

After holding back for a while, Dulong finally found a place that seemed to be able to criticize.

...But how do you guarantee that you can pay back the money?

Luca asked.

Are you questioning our ability to repay?

Du Long nodded with a subtle expression.

With all due respect...you have only existed for half a year, even the Bonechewers have existed longer than you.

The Boulder City Bank often charges high interest on the money lent to merchants. The bottom line is that many people do business outside the giant wall, and they disappear after doing so.

He does have reason to wonder how long this coalition, which looks suspicious in every way, will last.

Luca was not surprised by Dulong's question.

Before setting off, the manager told him that as long as the other party is not a complete gambler, he will definitely worry about risks.

The future is unpredictable, and a person's judgment on risk will not be changed by a few words.

Yet the fear of the unknown can be overcome.

The easiest way is to draw cakes!

If 10% profit is not enough to make them forget the risk, then use 100% profit.

Luca looked at Duron.

But they're history.

What about you?

We defeated the tide, defeated the mutants, defeated the legion, defeated the predators, won the friendship of the ideal city, and became the permanent partner of the enterprise. In only half a year, we have grown from a small village to a Why don’t you imagine what the northern suburbs will look like a year from now?”

Hmm. Du Long snorted softly with his nose, but his eyes loosened a bit.

Luka didn't stop, and continued to speak eloquently.

A long time ago, there was a small unknown village in the northern suburbs called Beit Street. Under the exploitation of the slave owners, the survivors there could not use a bar of soap for a year. But now, every household can use it next to the sink. Saw a piece of...

It's a small example, but I think it's representative enough that our coalition is committed to making life better for our residents.

In addition to the people's livelihood industry, we also attach importance to agriculture. In half a year, we have reclaimed 30,000 mu of good land. In our overall plan, this number will quadruple within two years.

In addition to agriculture, we also attach importance to trade. We plan to use railways to connect Qingquan City and the tributaries of Tianshui, and open up trade routes to the Great Rift Valley. We also plan to build a wharf on the south bank of Tianshui, so that caravans going to the east will no longer have to hold two Instead, you can look at the mountains on both sides of the river, take a boat down the river, and reach the mouth of the east coast.”

Why don't you boldly imagine what a huge market this is.

In fact, the last sentence is completely redundant.

There was no need for old Luca to remind him.

Du Long, who was sitting in front of the table, already held his breath involuntarily.

When he talked about opening up the trade route to the Great Rift Valley, he clenched his right hand under the table into a fist, repeatedly rubbing his thumb and index finger. Behind his tense expression was unconcealable excitement and excitement.

Of course he knew that there was a lot of cake in this sentence, and he also knew that the guy in front of him was bragging a lot.

Even though he is not an accountant who settles accounts, he still has this vision after being the mayor of the city hall for so many years.

But honestly, he was moved.

If done properly, he might become the most outstanding mayor of the city hall in the history of Boulder City!

Without any hesitation, he reached out and took back the list on the table, crumpled it up and threw it into the wastebasket next to it.

Not only that, his attitude also changed 180 degrees, the aggressive expression on his face turned into a kind smile.

I was being careless, dear friend...let's talk again, how much loan do you need?

Two hundred million.

Two...how much?! Hearing this astonishing number, Du Long's eyes widened.

Two hundred million chips.

Luka repeated it, looked at the director in front of him unexpectedly, and said to himself.

I thought you, after hearing what I just said, would wish I could borrow more.

Do you know the concept of 200 million chips?!

Luca: Of course I know that every decision made by our managers has been carefully considered on the basis of our relationship. In the words of that adult, this is the only way to win.

Du Long opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he slowly recovered from his surprise.

He squeezed the space between his eyebrows and got up from the conference table.

...I need to discuss it with my staff.

Since I took office, I have never encountered such a bizarre thing.

Not just the staff, he also needs to seek the opinions of other factions in the outer city.

Looking at the Mr. Director who got up from the table, the expression on Luca's face was slightly relaxed.

The manager told him that as long as the other party didn't refuse on the spot, it meant that he was already moved.

Remember to discuss it with your bank president as well.

Just say... giving us this loan will save his client's life.

The meeting is over.

The time is shorter than expected.

Seeing the closed door of the reception room, Shuyu, who had been silent from beginning to end, took a deep breath and looked at Luka who was sitting not far away.

Just in case, let me ask first...does the manager really plan to pay back the money?

Of course. Old Luca answered without doubt.

How can a great manager be an old man?

In his memory, every word that lord said was fulfilled.

Whether it was the abolition of slaves, or letting them live in houses with roofs, and feeding and clothing them.

As long as it is something he promised, he has never broken his promise.

Shuyu froze for a few seconds, then sat there silently.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the manager, it's just that he feels that his imagination is not enough.

That's two billion...

An assault rifle only needs 150 chips, and the monthly income of most residents of Boulder City fluctuates around 100. The trade volume between the two parties was less than one million last month.

A loan of two billion chips...

When do we have to go?

...

It wasn't just Shuyu who was shocked.

After hearing Chu Guang's plan, Charlie, the elder of the Merchant Guild, also had a dumbfounded expression on his face.

He felt that the 200 million silver coin infrastructure plan approved last time was crazy enough.

However, what he didn't expect was that in less than a month, the manager did something crazier than printing money.

200 million chips...

The old mayor of Beit Street has accumulated a lifetime of bargaining chips, which are only about a hundred thousand.

According to this calculation, 200 million chips are equivalent to 2,000 bet streets?

After a long silence, old Charlie cautiously asked almost the same sentence.

Are you planning to pay back the money?

His gut reaction was that the managers would probably blow the money away.

Reason told him that this was not a good idea.

However, the manager's answer was beyond his expectation.

I saw Chu Guang said it as a matter of course.

Of course I have to pay it back. Do I look like the kind of person who borrows money and doesn't pay it back?

Repaying debts is a matter of course.

Otherwise, how to borrow more money?

Old Charlie didn't know that Chu Guang, who was standing in front of him, was already thinking about borrowing another sum.

After opening his mouth for a long time, he finally couldn't help asking.

...Then have you considered how to pay it back?

Chu Guang said unhurriedly.

The loan will be divided into 80 years, and I will repay them a part every year. This number will not exceed 5 million.

Earning 5 million chips within a year is not too difficult for a new alliance.

No mortgage?

What collateral is needed, we're here, and we won't run away.

What about the interest?

Maximum 2%, I don't plan to talk about more.

Hearing this number, old Charlie couldn't help but frowned.

If he just thought Chu Guang was crazy just now.

So now he has gradually begun to feel that the crazy one might be Boulder City.

...How could they agree to such a condition?

Chu Guang said naturally.

Of course they will agree, because lending money to us is definitely much safer than lending money to those businessmen who don't know if they can come back and factories that may go bankrupt at any time, and it is definitely more secure than those who must not repay the loan. The residents are reliable.

Borrowing 200 million is because we only need this money at this stage. Believe me, after a few months, as long as we ask, they will be eager to send us more money.

Can sovereign debt be the same as personal debt?

Is the repayment ability of the new alliance comparable to that of ordinary survivors?

It won't be long before the city hall and banks of Boulder see what a smart decision it was to lend money to the new alliance!

The economic stimulus of releasing water is comparable to that of morphine.

This thing not only works quickly, but also has a strong effect, and the effect can be seen immediately after one injection. The only disadvantage is that it is easy to become addicted, and if you use it too much, you will develop drug resistance.

That sounds like smoke.

And in fact it is.

However, the over-issued chips are not silver coins. Does it have much to do with the new alliance?

The exchange rate will definitely be affected, but the purchasing power of the currency will also change at that time, so he can change the exchange rate at worst.

When the chips depreciate, the debt he owes will also shrink. The purchasing power of the 200 million chips in the future may only be equivalent to the current 20 million.

Although this is a win-win solution, Chu Guangke never discussed with the people in Boulder City how many times they won each other.

Chu Guang did not tell them.

In addition to the risks of the debt itself, this seemingly win-win solution actually has a huge hidden danger.

However, he does not have the obligation to actively remind the risk.

Who will tell the shortcomings first when introducing their own products?

What's more, this is not something that is guaranteed to happen.

... What are you going to do with the money? Old Charlie asked after a moment of silence.

Chu Guang said concisely.

It's very simple. I will use those chips to activate the factories in Boulder City to help us build our city-state.

It is the first step for those small and medium-sized factories in Boulder City, as well as the upstarts with money but no status, to bring technology, equipment and skilled workers to Dawn City to set up factories.

Now the first step has been taken.

The industrial products produced by the new alliance were not only reversely exported to Boulder City, but even worsened their illness.

Next comes the second step.

He will give away some delicious-looking cakes, and at the same time use debt, employment, and a high-growth market to firmly tie the banks, city halls, and factories of Boulder City to the chariot of the new alliance.

The most ideal situation is that when the people of Boulder City finally realize that they are climbing from a small puddle to another large pit with no bottom, the price of climbing out is too heavy for most people to accept.

Of course, this is not an easy job to do, it has to be done stealthily and carefully.

However if successful.

That's something guns can't do...

...

On the streets of Boulder.

Protests continued into the evening.

Fang Chang, who was mixed in the crowd, followed the protesting crowd around the outer city.

After the crowd finally dispersed, he focused on the leaders with the loudest voices and the highest signs, and followed them into a dark alley.

Two burly men stood on the left and the right, and in the middle was a well-dressed man who seemed to be of some status.

The reason why Fang Chang could see that he had some status was because the leaders who had taken the lead in making trouble and caused the most trouble had completely changed their expressions in front of him.

There were flattering smiles on the faces of those people, thankfully taking the fist-sized bag from the man.

The bulging bag was obviously filled with chips.

...This is your reward. I will call you when I need it. Alec, who had finished handing out the money, lit a cigarette and said casually.

Thank you, my lord!

Nodding and bowing in thanks, McCann couldn't wait to open the money bag.

However, after counting them carefully, his expression immediately became a little unnatural.

Why are there only twenty...

It was clearly fifty as agreed before.

This is too much!

You can get a week's wages for nothing by walking around the street, what else do you want?

Alec didn't even bother to look at him, and impatiently made a dismissive gesture.

Hurry up and get out.

You need money.

Don't I need to earn a little money?

Thinking of the graceful dancers in the Queen of the Night bar, Alec couldn't help but feel hot.

Just made a small fortune, maybe we can go there for a drink and relax later.

McCann had a desperate expression on his face, but seeing the two strong men beside the man, he finally swallowed his breath.

The person in front of him is a close confidant of the boss of Weijia Commercial Company, and he has more than a dozen thugs under his command.

And I'm just a worker in a canning factory, so it's impossible for me to fight against such a big man...

Fang Chang, who was hiding in the shadows, secretly photographed this scene with an expression of interest on his face.

Although I have experienced the reality of Wasteland OL for a long time, I didn't expect to make such details.

It seems that his speculation was correct.

There is indeed an invisible hand behind the demonstrations against the new alliance.

Almost at the same time the photo was archived, a line of pale blue pop-up windows appeared on the VM's screen.

【Mission (Subline): Track down the mastermind behind the warehouse arson case】

...The warehouse arson case?

what is that?

There was a trace of confusion in Fang Chang's eyes, followed by excitement.

I didn't expect that I just followed out of curiosity and triggered the hidden mission.

What a surprise!

The leaders who took the lead in the disturbance clutched their pockets tightly and left the alley furtively.

The three people who handed out the money stayed in place for a while, talking and laughing, as if they were discussing something.

After about a cigarette, they finally reached a consensus and left in the other direction.

Fang Chang followed them unhurriedly, following them all the way to the busiest street near the inner city.

From entering this street, the style of the whole city has changed.

Dazzling neon lights flashed on both sides of the street, and most of the passers-by were graceful girls, mercenaries wearing expensive bionic prosthetic bodies, or luxuriously dressed businessmen, and even nobles from the inner city.

Their temperament is obviously different from that of ordinary people.

Compared with the outside world, this place doesn't look like a wasteland, it's more like a miniature cyberpunk street.

Especially some time ago, the cultural export of the New Alliance to Boulder City made the original rustic clothing style a little more fashionable.

Fang Chang is no stranger to this place.

As a professional player, he is professional in exploring the map.

However, to his surprise, the three men did not take him to the lair of the mastermind behind the scenes, but stopped at the door of the Queen of the Night bar.

Fang Chang had a weird expression on his face, but he followed in anyway.

Loud music poured into the ears.

Passing through the shaking lights and the crowd, he quickly re-locked the three people at the booth near the bar.

The table in the middle of the sofa was already filled with beer.

The man who gave money to those troublemakers before was holding a dancing girl in his arms who was shaking with laughter.

The two people sitting on the sofa next to each other had obvious envious expressions in their eyes.

But there is only envy.

Fang Chang walked to the bar next to him calmly and sat down, ordered a glass of the cheapest wine, pretending to be a guest who came here to watch the show, but unconsciously shifted his gaze towards the booth.

It's noisy here.

He couldn't understand what those people were talking about, but he could record it and listen to it several times.

However, just as he was listening, a strange voice suddenly came from beside him.

You came to drink...

Still looking for someone?

...

Outside the Boulder City.

slums.

Lao Bai in disguise brought a killing dagger and a dog, and after some inquiries, he finally found Black's house.

Unlike the surrounding shacks, the entire house is made of bricks and cement.

It seems that even in slums, there are rich and poor, high and low.

...You must be careful, this is the territory of the Dagger Gang, and they don't allow others to make trouble on their territory.

For the sake of the two chips, the stooped old man whispered something.

The gang still insists on these rules? Killing Dagger looked at the translator on the VM and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It's not news that ghetto gangs and marauders seem to be indistinguishable, and that the two often make cameos for each other.

The dog said with a smile.

Isn't there a saying that if a group of criminals are exiled to a deserted island, there is a high probability that they will form a new country.

Not caring about the two bastards who deserted, Lao Bai looked at the old man in front of him and nodded.

Thank you for the reminder, it's getting late, you should go home quickly.

The old man nodded tremblingly, hunched over, turned and walked away.

Looking at the house in front of him, Lao Bai went up and knocked on the door, thinking that there would be no one inside, but he didn't expect the sound of footsteps coming from behind the door.

The person who opened the door was a mature woman who still had a charming charm. Her hair was light-colored, her clothes and makeup did not look like a pauper's, and her expression was a little cozy and lazy.

But after seeing the person standing at the door, that pretty face immediately became alert.

These people are obviously not residents of the neighborhood, or even people from Boulder City.

Her first reaction was that these people came to seek revenge.

……who are you?

Old Bai said politely.

We want to ask you about someone.

The woman said nervously.

Are you here for Black? He's not here.

Lao Bai did not answer her question, but continued to ask.

Who are you to him?

The woman hesitated for a moment and said cautiously.

Friend...we just met last week.

Shadao and Gou Dongshi, who were standing next to Lao Bai, looked at each other, and whispered something in each other's ears.

Do you believe it?

I do not believe!

Unable to understand what the two were talking about, anxiety and panic gradually appeared in the woman's eyes.

...Who are you guys? What are you doing with that guy?

It doesn't matter who we are, as long as you answer my question truthfully, we will not make things difficult for you.

As he spoke, Lao Bai took out a chip with a face value of 100 from his pocket and waved it in front of her.

Even pay you.

Seeing this chip, a trace of imperceptible greed flashed in those eyes that were filled with panic and fear before.

Lao Bai couldn't help thinking in his heart, maybe she wasn't lying, they really only met last week.

After glancing around to make sure no one noticed, the woman stepped aside and opened the door, her tone much gentler.

...Come in and talk about it.