This Game Is Too Realistic

In the northern part of Jinchuan Province, surrounded by mountains and jungles, there is an old ruin.

Its name is Jinhe City, and it is seven to eight hundred kilometers away from Qingquan City, which is equivalent to the distance from Jiangcheng to Mountain City in reality.

On the outskirts of Jinhe City, on a gentle slope at the edge of the forest, there is a small settlement called Dust Town.

There are two to three hundred families living here. The periphery of the town is surrounded by a low wall one meter high, and the town is a blockhouse made of granite.

This form of settlement is very common in Jinchuan Province.

After all, unlike Luoxia Province, there are deserts and river embankments as natural barriers to restrict the migration and predation of different species.

On the contrary, because it is located in the subtropical zone, the climate is humid, hot and rainy, so that a large number of different species migrated here from other provinces.

Here, the mutant slime mold is not the most dangerous, but the mutants who migrated here from the east coast, and the radioactive waste scattered on this land.

About a month ago, when the Alliance army was fighting with the Legion in Luoxia Province, this dusty town in a quiet corner was still making a fortune. The mayor made a lot of money by doing business with the Alliance. silver.

Then he used silver coins to buy a lot of LD-47 and Maxim replaced by the front line, replaced the original iron pipe rifle and rusty short knife, and hired some vicious thugs as bodyguards, so that he could further squeeze The old peasants working in the fields also made it convenient for him to keep the silver coins he hoarded in the gun tower.

However, the good times did not last long.

The mayor is a thoughtful person, and coincidentally, so are the hired thugs.

Seeing that there are mountains, rivers, and fields here, and that they can make money by doing business with the rich men who run factories in the north with their eyes closed, this group of thugs who already had previous criminal records and bad records immediately hit it off and decided to return to their old jobs. The gun slaughtered the mayor's family.

This is the first time that Dust Town has changed hands.

Those thugs have been bullying men and women for a period of time, and most of the businessmen don't care about it. If there is no accident, after a few years, when the able-bodied people are almost killed, someday An evil grows from the side, and this place will become a new predator camp.

Unfortunately, a talking lizard, a talking mouse, and a non-speaking human misread the map and came here by chance.

Originally, they were just planning to ask how to get to the beach, so they sent the only guy who was most like a human to inquire.

However, those thugs laughed out loud when they heard that Mengxin's thoughtless speech, and they were concerned about the silver coins in his pocket, so they had the idea of ​​killing people for money.

Want to kill and get more money.

That would have to be a predator.

What happened after that happened in a logical way.

More than twenty predators are the opponents of this group of ruthless people, let alone the cute new human beings, the garbage king and the strong man are at least old players of the Alpha version. The popular and famous monsters of the predators on the Internet have been swiped.

Those townspeople were really scared to death at first, but after discovering that the death claw could speak, they were no longer afraid.

After all, there are too many strange things in the wasteland.

Little things like Deathclaw spitting out human words should come as no surprise. And it's not surprising that Deathclaw can talk, and it's even less surprising that the mouse can talk.

The survivors in the town liked these two guys.

Compared with the overbearing mayor and the robber who bullied them with fish and meat, the lizard who called himself a trash guy and the mouse who made trouble for the strongman were just a little bit ugly, but not so terrible.

In order to thank these three good people who helped each other when they saw injustice, the villagers built statues for them and even built a shrine dedicated to them.

At first the three little players refused, but it was so cool to be admired by others, so they accepted it half-heartedly with a smile.

Then, the big lizard promised them that they would keep the villagers safe. The mouse even said that with its presence, no other mouse would dare to steal the grain in the barn.

The townspeople promised that they would share 20% of the food as an offering... This is much lighter than the 70% that the old mayor received and the 90% that the thugs received!

The players were flattered.

Twenty percent of the output of a small town of two to three hundred households, no matter how much Junk Jun can eat, he can't eat so much.

So the three people decided to sell the inexhaustible food to the passing merchants, and then use some of the silver coins they earned to help these poor people buy some alliance tractors and fertilizers to increase the output of the farmland, and by the way, buy some The tools for repairing the house and so on, so that they can make more offerings.

In order to facilitate management, they asked the survivors to vote for a new mayor, and then found a few highly respected people to manage the militia and ordnance, money and food.

This is the second time that Dust Town has changed hands.

Although it's only been a short month, everything seems to be getting better.

Until a strange patient appeared in the town.

He had sores on his hands and feet, with pus oozing from the sores, his body was hot, his nose was running, and he looked terminally ill. However, the strange thing is that these symptoms did not make him lie weakly on the bed and wailed, but instead made him uncharacteristically stronger and had an amazing appetite.

Nothing so weird has ever happened in this area.

The town's survivors were terrified, locked up the healthy patient, and immediately reported it to the three gods who sheltered them.

After cross-examination, the man confessed that he had a small cold a few days ago. He believed a hunter from another village and ate a green fruit that was said to cure all diseases, and his condition really improved.

However, the good times did not last long.

After some time, the little cold showed no signs of recovery, and even got worse. In order to suppress the torment of the disease and not affect his daily work, he can only eat the green fruit continuously, and even grow it secretly in his own yard.

In the end, his body seemed to have reached a certain sense of reconciliation with the virus. As long as he continued to eat that green fruit, he would be free from the torment of the disease and become stronger in infinite joy...even if His body has become a breeding ground for viruses.

But if he stopped eating that fruit, the body's reconciliation with the virus would end, and his health would plummet, rotting away like a rotten piece of wood.

After understanding what happened, the three little players immediately paid attention to it, and without much effort, they found the Orion in the patient's mouth, and quickly locked the source of the green fruit.

It was a place called Hope Town...

...

dust town.

A shrine dedicated to the gods.

By the way, do you still remember...we originally planned to go to the south to see the sea? Sitting on a wooden chair, I wanted to be quiet, and suddenly sighed and said.

Picking up trash level 99 yawned.

remember.

Then when shall we hit the road?

emmm...

Fuck! Are you addicted to being a savior?

Looking at the screaming, I wanted to be quiet, and rolled my eyes at level 99.

Tsk, don't you enjoy it too!

I want to say quietly dumbfounded.

I... there's nothing I can do by myself! Besides, we haven't saved files for more than a month. Is it really okay?

When he didn't enter the game before, he talked about it every day on the forum, saying that he wanted to explore the border of the map, but after he really entered the game, he found that it was as difficult as climbing the sky.

The first one is the language issue.

At present, even the old players of the Alpha version, there are only a few who can speak fluent Human Dialect. The translation function of VM is too obvious in the offline mode. .

Up to now, he will still exchange those few words on a daily basis.

Relying on this half-baked human talk to want to break into the wasteland, that is simply looking down on those cannibals in the wasteland.

However, Mr. Garbage was indifferent to his rhetoric.

Archive?

What do you want that thing for?

Human beings are weak!

Hey, it's nothing if you don't save files. You'll know after playing this game for a long time. Levels are actually just a very small part of all the elements of this game, just like the dragons in Old Scroll 5 and the Gwent Card 3 and the rainbow in Rainbow Six.

Pfft, what the hell is Rainbow Six's rainbow!

Picking up trash at level 99 and said proudly: In other words, what the hell is the sequence level of Wasteland OL? Is it important? Is the level low and the impact is pretentious? Is the NPC here not realistic enough? Or let you use it? Is it not good enough to live again with another identity?

Hey... I really envy you alien players. I want to say quietly with envy.

If it was a player of a different species, he would probably be able to walk freely in the wasteland.

After all, most alien species walk around when they see Death Claws, and ordinary survivors rarely provoke them when they see them.

Calm down, it's like QQ with serial numbers, that's the treatment only Ouhuang has. Looking at the envious expression on Mengxin's face, Trash Lord smiled, but tears were shedding in his heart.

He is strong.

And there is no doubt that it is strong.

But it's a pity that no matter how strong he is, he won't have a penis.

The strong man has a group of spiritual wives anyway, but he will only get a mocking snort in front of the other Deathclaws.

Yes.

The other Deathclaws looked down on him as a short-grown guy from the bottom of their hearts. Even white bears could be liked by other local bears because of their white fur.

Every time he thought of Nicole's contemptuous eyes, he grinned angrily, but he couldn't do anything.

Damn...

This damn game setting!

It was precisely because of this that when the new mayor of Dusty Town asked him cautiously if he wanted to prepare a priestess to serve the gods for the sacrificial ancestral hall, he flatly refused almost without hesitation.

joke.

The fight was fought by Lao Tzu, why should I be so happy with the old man next to me!

The tail of this feudal era must be cut off!

At this moment, Jing Jing didn't know what wonderful program he had missed, and his attention was completely attracted by the mouse sneaking in from outside the door.

I saw a fat big mouse, which was calling out to several mouse brothers, and carried a sack in and threw it on the ground.

Quietly walked forward, opened the mouth of the sack and took a look in, and was immediately closed by the smell of smoke.

Damn it!? What the hell is this? It stinks!

Emerald fruit! That's what the locals call this thing. It grows on a kind of tree, and it is said that eating it can cure all diseases, said the strongman, lifting his slender arm and wiping his sweat, shaking his long beard. Go to the fucking thing that can cure all diseases... Get this thing back, and several of my younger brothers will die.

It is the mouse's nature to steal and play tricks. Those little mice who succumb to his force do not fully obey his orders, especially in places out of his sight.

Stealing food is a common thing, not to mention stealing food, his harem often becomes pregnant suddenly and inexplicably.

In the end, the one who obeyed his orders the most was not a pure mouse, but a groundhog that had followed him for a long time.

Since he ordered a set of steel claws from Mosquito for that grandson, it has often killed traitors in the clan for him.

Suppressing the stench, I wanted to quietly open the sack again and study the emerald fruit inside. He discovered that it was not the fruit itself that was smelly, but a layer of dark green mucus attached to the surface of the fruit, as well as the soil soaked in green.

Mr. Garbage also stared curiously at the things in the sack for a while, and then looked at the fat rat sitting on the stool resting.

Don't you have an iron stomach? Take a bite.

Get out! I have an iron stomach, but it doesn't mean I have a high resistance to poison! The strong man rolled his eyes, You have a high physique, why don't you take a bite!

Garbage Lord chuckled and scratched his head with his thick paws.

I have a high physique, but it doesn't mean I like to eat shit... Ming people don't say dark words, this thing doesn't look like a good thing when I look at it!

It looks green.

As a pure love fighter, he felt physically uncomfortable.

The strong man coughed lightly.

In short... the information is accurate. Just like the patient confessed, this thing suddenly appeared in Hope Town. At first, only a few people planted this kind of fruit. Later, the land that had been planted with fruit trees could only grow this kind of thing. In addition, the local landlords are greedy for the money they can sell, so more and more people grow it.

I wanted to ask quietly and curiously.

Is this thing expensive?

It is difficult for a strong man to continue.

It must be more expensive than food. Although there are not many merchants who harvest it, I heard from the local survivors that they did grow it for money at first, but after planting it, they felt that it didn't matter whether they made money or not... eat it Don't be afraid of illness, don't need to wear clothes, don't need to suffer from cold, and you can still see the world of bliss, and money is like dung in front of it.

Hearing this, Jing Jing's expression gradually became serious.

If you eat this thing, you will lose all hope... This thing is undoubtedly poisonous.

Nonsense, it's up to you. Patting the back of Mengxin's head, Jun Jun asked, looking at the strong man, So this thing came out of Hope Town?

Contrary to his expectations, the strong man shook his head.

No, they also got tree seeds from other people. It is said...the first fruit tree sapling came from a mutant tribe called 'Qi', and it was in an abandoned urban area about 20 kilometers away from us.

I wanted to hear the words quietly, and suddenly opened my eyes wide.

Mutant?!

It's hard for a strong man to laugh.

Surprised, isn't it... But if you look at the observations and descriptions of mutants on the official website, it's actually not difficult to understand.

Mutants are a group of special groups. In the first stage, they will live in tribes, obtain food and reproduce through 'hunting'. In the second stage, they will develop a certain 'civilization' from violence. Specifically The manifestation is the birth of the concept of 'cultivation' and 'captive breeding', such as planting mutated fruits for food, raising a certain number of human females and a small number of males in captivity, allowing domestic animals to reproduce independently, and then 'using' and slaughtering in a planned way. Listen It is said that there is a third stage, but at present this is only conjecture.

The 'Black Stone' tribe discovered by other players in the great desert before is probably between the first and second stages, and this 'odd' is probably in the late second stage, and is even transitioning to the third stage...

Junk Jun touched his chin.

What about the arguments?

Argument? Isn't this obvious? I heard that there are tens of thousands of mutants there, even tens of thousands! It is impossible to maintain a population of 10,000 people by violence alone. They must have given birth to some kind of 'other' '... like Gul'dan of the orcs. As he spoke, excitement shone in his implacable eyes.

Maybe he can borrow some of his sociological experience from this and find a way to build a huge mouse empire.

I thought the quiet look turned serious.

...This is not a small problem. The mutant tribe with tens of thousands of people is only 20 kilometers away from us, yet we haven't heard any news since we've been here for so long.

Mr. Garbage also nodded, and said seriously.

Well, this group of mutants has no interest in plundering the surrounding small villages, which is too abnormal...

No matter whether anyone cares or not, they have to synchronize this noteworthy news to the official website of Wasteland OL.

Whether it is about the odd story.

Or about that weird emerald fruit...

...

While the pioneers in the south were having a headache about how to deal with the patients in the village and how to send the Emerald Fruit samples back to the alliance for testing, the preparations for the triumphant celebration had entered the final countdown.

The streets and alleys are decorated with lights, and the streets are bustling with pedestrians. The holiday started yesterday, and the shops on the streets have launched discount promotions. The number of stalls in the market is more than double that of the past.

Not only local residents of Dawn City set up stalls here, but also merchants from Dawn City, Fallen Leaf City, and even Garbage City, Red River Alliance and other survivor settlements.

The dazzling array of commodities and business opportunities everywhere not only turned Dawn City into a living expo center, but also made silver coins the sweet pastry in the eyes of countless merchants who passed by here.

Only those who come and want to come again will keep silver coins in their pockets as currency. Looking at the warehouses and shelves full of supplies, people have no doubt that the future purchasing power of silver coins will remain as strong as ever.

Especially with the return of those shelter residents from the front line, those people not only brought the rare treasures of Luoxia Province, but also brought back the excitement that they took away from here a few months ago.

Ever since the large army marched to Luoxia Province, it had been a long time since Dawn City had been as lively as it is today.

Such a grand occasion can be described as all nations come to court!

It's so lively here!

Seeing people coming and going around, Alisa was as excited as a bird out of the cage, her pale face that had not seen the sun for a long time was flushed with excitement at this moment.

Looking at his happy daughter, Malvin couldn't help showing a relaxed smile.

So you have to hold on to Dad's hand.

Um!

Alisa nodded vigorously and squeezed her father's hand tightly.

This is her first time in Dawn City.

Although it is only more than 20 kilometers away from their home, at least 10 kilometers of it is difficult to walk.

For the ten kilometers, his father brought at least fifty bodyguards, and the silent uncle seemed to be a bionic man produced by Jushi Military Industry.

Ever since she walked into this settlement, she has been looking around curiously.

Everything here is full of novelty for her.

Those men and women who were picking and choosing on the street and the salesmen who greeted them with smiling faces were actually not much older than her, most of them were seventeen or eighteen years old, and it was rare to see old faces.

When passing by a booth, she couldn't help but stop, and her eyes stopped on a beautiful hair.

To be precise, it was a hairpin in the shape of a fishbone pinned on that hair.

The small fish bone seems to be gnawed by a cat, which is very cute. And in the store in Boulder, she had never seen such cute accessories.

The older sister with the hairpin is also very pretty.

Her complexion was slightly darker, like wheat sun-baked in autumn, with a wild charm, but the smile on her face was soft, which formed a sharp contrast with her complexion.

Noticing Alisa's gaze, Qiucao immediately realized that she was looking at the hairpin on her head, so she smiled and said to the little customer.

Like it?

Alisa nodded.

Yes, I like it……

Qiucao blinked and looked at the lovely girl in front of her.

Because the guest is very cute, so only 1 silver coin.

Very cheap!

and……

This sister speaks very nicely.

Alisa's cheeks were red, and she always felt that she would be sorry to her sister if she didn't pay, so she looked at her father pleadingly, and tugged at his sleeve.

Seeing that his daughter liked it so much, Melvin, who thought the card was a bit cheap, didn't say anything, and waved to his bodyguard with a smile.

The latter nodded silently, took out a silver coin from his pocket and put it on the booth, completing the transaction.

Malvin looked at his joyful daughter and exhorted.

Don't wear it in front of your mother.

Um!

Alisa nodded obediently.

Melvin smiled and rubbed her hair, picked up the hair clip in her hand, and personally helped her daughter pin it on one side of her hair.

The delicate and small fish bones are so cute with a head of golden hair.

Of course, he knew very well that it wasn't because of how cute the hairpin was, or how clever the country bumpkins in the northern suburbs were, but because of the noble blood flowing from her daughter.

The destination of their trip was the most magnificent embassy street in Dawn City, and he had already reserved the VIP suite of the Ideal Hotel on that street in advance.

It is the most famous hotel in the nearby area. It was invested and built by Ideal Group. It only supports Cr payment. It is mainly for residents visiting Ideal City, but other people can also book it if they can afford Cr.

The entire hotel has 20 floors, and it stands out from the crowd in Shuguang City. The whole set of furniture and even the cement for repairing the walls here are shipped from Ideal City, and the waiters are 100 bionic maids produced by Kangmao Group.

Whether it is living or talking about things, it is the first choice there.

The alliance's cameras are running around in the sky, but they will never drill into the hotel in Ideal City, he knows this very well.

On the way to the hotel, Alisa looked around curiously, and a sentence popped out of her mouth.

Why do they all look happy?

Melvin said with a smile.

Because the celebration is coming soon.

What about us? Alisa tilted her head and looked at her father. Why don't we also have a celebration? There will be many interesting things.

Us? Malvin was stunned for a moment, then restored the smile on his face, looked at his daughter and said gently, We don't need that kind of thing, and there will be a lot of interesting things, remember the store I took you to ?

Is it from the inner city?

That's right, all the good things in the settlement are there, and we can even buy bionic prosthetic bodies imported from Ideal City, so there's no need to go to the market to compete with those people.

Noticing his daughter's slightly regretful expression, Melvin patted her head lovingly.

My child, why do you envy those people... It's just a hairpin. If you like, I can ask someone to make any kind of hairpin for you, and it's a unique style. You should know that your life They're much better.

Alisa said sullenly.

But in Boulder, people keep their heads down when they look at us.

Melvin sighed and said patiently.

That's because they respect us.

Alisa looked at her father puzzled.

But...you can't even see their eyes, so how do you know whether their eyes are respect or hatred?

hate?

Malvin frowned.

Who taught you these things.

He was really angry this time.

He has been very careful to maintain the fairy tale-like world in her daughter's heart. He doesn't expect himself to live in that beautiful world, but he at least hopes that his beloved little daughter will never touch the things he usually comes into contact with. thing.

But Naihe always has some nasty things sneaking into his room, blowing open the curtains he hung up again and again.

hate?

How could that word appear in his daughter's dictionary!

Seeing her father's displeased expression, Alisa closed her mouth, with a look of fear on her face, she didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't answer.

Realizing that his expression had frightened his daughter, Malvin quickly put on a warm smile and pampered her beautiful hair.

My precious daughter... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to emphasize my tone. Please forgive Dad for occasionally bringing negative emotions from work home. Please also trust Dad. Dad will never harm you.

After a pause, he said patiently.

Your shoes, skirts, and beautiful rag dolls are not conjured out of thin air. The world has been destroyed for a long time. Those humble guys have worked hard to dedicate all the good things to you, not because they love you like Dad, It's because of your father, Uncle Du Long, and the shareholders who support us... all of us work together. You don't need to sympathize with those losers who have a gloomy life. If you really understand them, you will know those People don't deserve sympathy at all...Starting tomorrow, you will stop reading Daily Survivor.

Maybe I should say hello to Dulong after I go back.

He supports those newspapers, radio and other entertainment. For example, Mr. House’s channel is very good. He not only ridicules the ugly wastelanders to relieve boredom, but also teaches the surrounding survivor settlements to grow some cash crops... But the premise is that these things have to be entertainment.

But looking at it now, Survivor Daily is clearly not such a thing.

Although the Playboy sub-issues are full of borderline balls that provoke people's fantasy, those jokes that are harmless and amusing always make him feel offended after he laughs. Are the nobles in the inner city so impatient? What beauties haven't they seen? How could it be possible to lose your temper because you can't tear the stockings made of devil's silk!

What's even worse is the Worker's Daily. Why are those serialized novels rising from the grassroots? Don't those guys whose brains are exhausted by beer know that this is illogical at all? No matter how powerful a mercenary is, it is still a dog's leg if it breaks the sky. Even if it is an awakened person, what can it do with power armor?

Thinking of those workers holding a newspaper of the same type, Malvin suddenly felt a slight chill in his heart.

Maybe his daughter was right.

How does he know whether those people's hidden eyes are filled with love or hate? People are much more complicated than mutants.

But this matter can be slowed down.

The most urgent thing for him to solve is the circulation of chips.

They have earned too much local currency.

This will not work!

The essence of trade is mutual benefit, but now it seems that only the alliance is drinking beer, and they are full of foam.

There must be a stable channel to exchange excess chips into silver coins, or better yet, skip the junk silver coins and exchange them directly into Cr!

If this problem can be solved, the nobles in the entire inner city will thank him, even if they are not his core customers!

No matter how life is in the inner city, it is impossible to be more comfortable than ideal city.

If a large amount of chips can be exchanged for Cr, they can take the Cr exchanged for the chips and go to the ideal city to live a fairy life that they could not even imagine before. The factories in Boulder City are running endlessly, and the excess chips are pouring into an inexhaustible pool.

Thankfully, the alliance has done what he most wanted to do in his life but never had the chance to do it - solve the Cr exchange problem.

It is not the kind of consignment-style exchange that is listed on the exchange.

The soup spilled by the merchants when they shook the bottles and cans was not enough for them to share, and he had to carefully control the plate even to collect the tuition fees for his son.

But the business has been too generous to the alliance.

I heard that profiteers on the east coast gave the alliance a 1:3 preferential exchange rate in order to support the alliance! 3 silver coins can be exchanged for 1 Cr!

It is not clear what the upper limit of the exchange is, but even if it is only 100 million, it is enough for the nobles in the inner city to dance around.

Boulder City is also a victorious country, and he has to help the residents of Boulder City to get a share of this real honey pot!

Alliance, will be a bridge!

Just at this time, he met an unexpected person at the entrance of Embassy Street.

The iconic azure blue power armor, he can guess who it is without asking him!

Signaling the bodyguards behind him to stay where they are, Melvin immediately walked forward with his daughter and greeted happily.

Dear Mr. Manager, it's a pleasure to meet you here!

Hearing someone calling his name, Chu Guang turned his head and saw a man in a big show holding a little girl and greeting him.

Who are you?

I am Malvin, the president of the Boulder City Bank! I have admired your name for a long time! Melvin gracefully performed aristocratic etiquette, looked at Chu Guang with a smile on his face, and introduced his little daughter by the way, This is my daughter, Alisa... Alisa, please say hello to this gentleman.

Hello, Mr. Manager, Alisa imitated her father's movements, and performed an elegant courtesy, looked at Chu Guang and blinked, You look much younger than the legend, I I thought you and my father were of the same generation.

Chu Guang laughed when he heard the words, looked at the little girl, and said in a joking tone.

It seems that I am not mature enough, I have to learn from your father.

You're joking! Melvin said respectfully, taking the conversation from his daughter with ease, Among all the settlement leaders I've met, you are the one who impressed me the most, please forgive my little girl. rude.

How could it be rude? Youth is the morning sun, the hope that shines on the gate of the shelter, this should be the best compliment, Chu Guang said with a gentle smile looking at the little girl with a flushed face, I have a hunch, you have a pair of smart eyes, you should be a very good person.

Alisa's eyes lit up, and she said flattered.

Really?

Of course, Chu Guang nodded, glanced at her hairpin, and said with a smile, Your hairpin is very beautiful.

I do hope that my daughter can live her life in peace. Malvin smiled, looked at Chu Guang and continued, I am here this time to send you congratulations from all the shareholders of Boulder City Bank, congratulations You defeated that barbaric legion and ushered in the light of order for the River Valley province! Our future is brighter than ever! Common light!

Chu Guang also smiled and said politely.

Thank you. On behalf of the residents of the Alliance, I would like to thank you for your blessings, and I welcome you to visit Dawn City. There are delicious wines and delicious food here to welcome friends. Everyone who comes is a guest and a friend!

It was also the first time for Chu Guang to see Malvern, and it was Luka who had been communicating with him before, and he did not participate.

In fact, this encounter itself was also a coincidence. He just went to the embassy street just to drop by, to comfort Yi Chuan, who still misses his brother, and to discuss the recent infrastructure project with Li Changkong, the representative of Ideal Group.

He is now holding a subsidy of 1 billion Cr, and the five major groups are very interested in the money allocated to him by the council.

While Chu Guang was curiously looking at the richest man in Boulder City, Melvin was also carefully observing the man in front of him.

Young, tall, and full of energy, this guy has everything he envied...especially those blazing eyes.

He didn't know what that man was thinking, but when he looked at him, he couldn't help but want to move his eyes away.

Sometimes he couldn't help thinking that it would have been nice if his eldest and second daughters hadn't married.

Hedging is a good bet.

Based on the appreciation of the nobles in the inner city for this political strongman who can help them make a fortune, even if they show a little wavering, they will feel that they are doing nothing for the benefit of everyone, after all, marrying their noble blood to the barbarians A little courage is needed on the land of the world.

So... I will take my daughter to the hotel for a while, and I would like to have a private talk with you later. Is it convenient for you? Malvin knew that his time was precious, so he was embarrassed to delay him too long.

According to the procedure, he had to talk to Luca first, and then make an appointment with the lord for a meeting. This is procedure and etiquette.

Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

Of course, but it may be difficult before the celebration...can you wait until after the celebration?

He couldn't wait to stuff the bond into the pocket of the potbellied man in front of him, but before that he had to make some necessary preparations.

Preparations that would help him sell the bonds for a better price.

After all, talking about it now will make him misunderstand that he is desperately short of money... This must never be shown.

Melvin was slightly taken aback.

Chu Guang's reaction was indeed beyond his expectation.

He thought that Chu Guang would make an appointment right away, but he didn't expect him to be in a hurry, as if he already knew the principal and interest of the tens of millions of chips to be paid.

That's ten million chips.

There are at least 50 coins equally distributed to each resident of the alliance.

This guy won't plan to renege on his debt, will he?

Malvin murmured in his heart, although he instinctively felt that this was unlikely, an ambitious guy could not do such a short-sighted thing, but he couldn't help but wonder where this guy planned to get the money from.

Chips are not randomly printed.

At least that thing was made in a pre-war casino.

Okay, then it's up to you to arrange! Malvin patted his daughter's back lightly and said with a smile, It just so happened that I took little Alisa for a walk around the neighborhood... I've been in meetings these days, It's been too long since I've spent time with my precious daughter.

Looking at the father and daughter, Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

Well, I hope you have a good time at the celebration.

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(Thanks to the leader of Xueliu for the reward!!!)