This Game Is Too Realistic

Oh, it seems that this bargaining chip is really worthless.

A small detached house on the edge of Linghu Lake.

Fang Chang, who was sitting at the dining table, was reading the newspaper. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the straight upward lines on the screen of the trader.

Surprised, the corner of his mouth couldn't help curling up into a playful smile.

Just when almost all industries in the entire Boulder City were extremely short of money, the price of S coins ironically hit a new high, reaching 9881 chips for one S coin.

With the current trading volume, there is almost no suspense to break through the 10,000 mark. People are constantly buying, and they are still buying over and over again.

Sitting on the opposite side of the dining table, Dolly stared blankly at the screen spread out on the table, her mouth was so wide that it could almost stuff a duck egg into it.

Fang Chang told her before, what the up and down lines mean, and what the numbers next to them mean.

However, she still couldn't believe that these invisible numbers could be exchanged for real bargaining chips!

Great Horned Deer God!

She used to work in a newspaper office, and she only had more than 1,000 chips a month including the bonus!

If there are residents of Boulder City who bought 100 S coins at the beginning, wouldn't they not have to work for the rest of their lives?

The mouth shape of a duck egg soon expanded into a goose egg.

It seems that there is no suspense to break through the 10,000 mark.

Not noticing the change in Dolly's expression, Fang Chang tapped the screen twice, and called up the transaction details and the positions of each account from the background, and soon found that multiple transactions were from the same large account.

Although he didn't know who was behind the account, but looking at the cumulative transaction volume of hundreds of millions of chips...he could only say that this brother was having a great time.

Of course, this is not without rewards. The S coins in this man's account add up to nearly 200 million chips!

It's hard to win, brother!

But take it easy.

Fang Chang smiled and clicked the sell button, took advantage of the gratifying rally to withdraw some funds, and suppressed the rising momentum by the way, so as to calm down the brothers who wanted to break through ten thousand immediately. At this time, you have to make a V-shape. Before you go in, you have to dawdle before you stand firm. You have to give some confidence to the brothers who are still inside, and you have to give other friends who are eager to wait and see a chance to get on the bus.

Of course, he didn't just stare at a fat sheep and pull it hard, but he had a systematic and complete wool harvesting plan.

When the selling pressure is small, use the funds in the account to slowly pull up, and when the selling pressure is heavy, you can take advantage of the trend and smash down, wait for the selling brothers to throw out the S coins and then pull them up. Anyway, they only need to keep watching and buy them back. It's a matter of time.

Some smart kids will probably try to study the law of the lines, compare the relationship between trading volume and price, and use mathematical methods to figure out the sentiment of the market. But he felt that given the intellectual level of the nobles in the inner city, it was unlikely that they could figure out a moving average of similarities and differences in such a short period of time.

Thinking of this, the corners of Fang Chang's mouth became more and more raised.

too weak.

These people are afraid that they have never even seen what a sickle looks like, and they don't realize that they have become leeks.

Seeing the scheming expression on Fang Chang's face, Dolly finally came to her senses, and said with a frown of small eyebrows.

...Are you lying?

Fang Chang smiled and joked.

My lovely reporter finally found out?

But……

You want to ask why they didn't find out, right?

At a glance, he could see the confusion in Dolly's eyes. Seeing her nodding, Fang Chang smiled slightly and continued speaking in a relaxed tone.

Finding the problem is actually not difficult. Just do a very simple math problem and use multiplication to calculate how much all the S coins add up to and you will find something is wrong.

The price of an S coin is close to 10,000, so let's count it as 10,000. Anyway, he, the banker, has the final say on how much it is worth.

Not counting those automatic breeding S coins, the total value of the one million initially issued S coins has reached 10 billion chips!

Fang Chang didn't know if the Boulder City Bank had so many bargaining chips, but this figure was almost three times higher than the alliance's debt.

He admits he's bad enough, after all it's immoral to lie to a fool.

But these guys who were cheated were really stupid, they didn't even bother to look at what they bought before buying it.

...But why didn't they find out? Why? I don't understand. Dolly muttered in puzzlement.

Analyzing why a specific person fell into a pit is much more difficult than pushing a group of people into a pit. After all, people just fell into the pit in the same posture, and their motives and reasons are all kinds of strange. I'm just a pit digger. I really can't answer you. Fang Chang smiled, and suddenly his heart moved, and said, Let's write a column later, and publish the story of S coins in the newspaper, so that fewer people will fall into the pit.

It is impossible to disappear completely.

At this time, the law is needed to enforce fairness.

The draft of the Financial Law has almost been completed, and more than half of it is copied from reality, while others have been improved according to the situation in the wasteland.

This matter has been discussed on the forum for the past few days. Professor Yang also scolded him for being a bad person, and filled the hole after he made a fortune.

Fang Chang is actually quite innocent, why are you so anxious without a helmet?

Moreover, this set of laws only protects the industries within the territory of the alliance and the residents of the alliance, and does not prohibit these bastards from going out to harm others.

Of course.

When harming others, it is best to study other people's rules. For example, if he wants to use this method in Ideal City, he will definitely be thrown out by others.

The Buguera Free State in the north is a typical capital-led force, and it is also an extremely special case of borrowing eggs to lay eggs.

It is very difficult to deceive those people, and doing business with them will burn the incense without being deceived. At present, half of the liars who have sneaked into the alliance are exported from there.

These in-depth social problems are difficult to deal with by drones patrolling the sky. It is extremely irresponsible to expect AI to solve all problems. It must be discovered by players who go deep into the lives of NPCs.

I have to blow a wave of Aguang, the Beta0.5 version is coming out at a very high time!

Oh? The long eyelashes narrowed into a curved crescent, and Dolly, who rested her chin on her hands, showed a lazy and narrow smile, and the dangling feet under the table stepped on his knees and scratched, Daddy Is Mr. Liar going to expose his deceit?

This guy doesn't go to work today, he's extra naughty.

In order not to make her so proud, Fang Chang decided to be naughty too, so he put down the newspaper in his hand and cleared his throat pretentiously.

Let's see if Miss Investigator works hard.

You don't want everyone to be cheated by a villain like me, do you?

Seeing that wicked smile, Dolly's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she snorted softly.

You should be handed over to the guards directly...you should be honest with them.

After she finished speaking, she stretched her hands, pushed away the chair and jumped off, and clattered to the fireplace with her slippers, adding some firewood into it.

It's getting colder outside.

The wind and snow outside the window were blowing, making a crackling sound on the glass.

However, the alliance that has experienced heavy snow has already prepared, and made emergency plans early in advance. Including holidays for some staff who need to go out to work, including severe cold subsidies for staff who are still on the job, etc.

Medical posts cannot be stopped, and educational posts can be moved underground to avoid wind and snow. Steelworks and some foundries that produce a lot of heat do not need to be stopped. was asked to stop work.

The newspaper office is equipped with heaters, but they have to pay subsidies for going to work, and they happen to not have so much work, so the editor-in-chief gave them paid leave.

It is said that the alliance has stockpiled a large amount of winter supplies, and even in the most severe situation, the current prices can be stabilized.

Previously, the manager specially came to the studio of their newspaper to give a speech, personally telling everyone on the radio that there is no need to worry.

Everyone believes in this and is full of confidence. Because that adult has always said what he said, he always said it was difficult when he had difficulties, he had a way to say a way, and he never said something they couldn't understand. They don't believe him, do they believe the clown named House next door?

The Union and Boulder City are not far away, so it is not difficult to listen to his program.

Dolly was of course full of confidence in him.

After all, even the bad guy in her family admits that Mr. Manager is a rare good person, not to mention his attitude towards progressive voices is so open-minded.

She has no doubt that the alliance will have a brighter future, and after the snow drifts thousands of miles, there will be a vibrant world again.

Just a heavy snowfall.

Every resident of the alliance will not take it seriously!

...

Some firewood was added to the fireplace, and the curtains were drawn again. The small room by the Linghu Lake was getting warmer and hotter, making people sweat.

But outside the house is another world, the wind and snow are like knives, falling from the cloud cover that can't be seen, smashing the entire silver-covered world with one knife.

In the wasteland, especially in the River Valley Province, even the rare warm winter is not warm, but the snowing time will be delayed by one or two months.

But it should come.

It will come eventually.

The huge wall twenty to thirty kilometers away from Linghu Lake stands like an icy iron curtain amidst the wind and snow, mercilessly dividing the prosperity and barrenness of this wasteland.

On one side of the huge wall are layers of high and low houses, and on the other side are shacks crushed by snow. As most of the survivors of Boulder City are proud, even a little trash that leaks from the wall can nourish the countless poor people begging at their feet.

Most of the workers in the cannery still have a leaky room, and most of the really poor people who live in the slums at the foot of the huge wall can only make do in shacks.

Human vitality is very tenacious.

Where weeds cannot survive, people can live, and even where slime molds cannot go, there are human footprints.

The unbreakable city wall stands tall, protecting the people inside from the wind and snow, the slime mold, and the chaos, death and poverty in the wasteland. However, I am afraid that its builders have never imagined that the wave that swept everything this time did not come from outside the giant wall, but from its very center.

Angry survivors gathered on the main road. Most of them were workers from the industrial area, and some citizens and mercenaries who sympathized with Sberg were mixed in.

This time it seemed to be more ferocious than before. The militia group knew that the target of these poor ghosts was not the city hall or the bank, and the burning flames pointed directly at the huge stone building in the center. Therefore, they quickly completed the assembly, and even used equipment that the tide had never used, and stood in front of the survivors in full force.

Hand over Sberg!

We will never give up on any worker!

The snow mounds on the eaves were emitting white gas, and from time to time, pieces of snow were shaken off.

The boiling shouts covered the sky and covered the sky, and even the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky shunned away.

Wei Lun, the captain of the 1,000th team, put on heavy power armor, and looked at the surging crowd in front of him, but broke out in a cold sweat.

These guys are like gunpowder!

He had never seen so many angry people get together.

There may also be a few mercenaries who join in the fun, ready to ignite the powder barrel at any time. If possible, he really doesn't want to fight with these people.

He would rather face the waves than them!

Residents of the outer city, calm down!

He turned on the loudspeaker of the power armor, and shouted loudly, I have inquired with Inner City, your friend... that Sberg is still alive!

Before he could even finish speaking, a roar interrupted him.

Crap!

You said in the morning that he was still alive, but at noon you said that he was dead, and now that he is alive again, did he die again at night!

We don't want to hear your fart! We don't want to be calm! We want to see people! Dead or alive, we want him to tell us himself!

Go to hell! Pigs in armor! Pooh!

There were other voices mixed in with the yelling.

Some people yelled that the bread was too expensive, some people yelled that the nobles were robbed, and some people just wanted to take advantage of the collapse of order in the city to make money.

It's hard to tell who they are.

Yes.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that even the decaying Boulder City has such a precious treasure as order.

This is completely different from good and evil and fairness.

It's just that now, it has been quietly shaken in the denunciation of people's doubts...

It's not just the chips that are gradually becoming invalid, but also the black cards in the hands of the nobles.

As Fang Ming said, it was just a room card...

The predators with their tails tucked between their legs started to move around, and the mercenaries who wanted to take advantage of the fire were fanning the flames. Most people knew that there were dirty things in the team, but most people didn't care anymore.

No matter where the power comes from, they just want to turn the colony upside down and take their friends back from the bandits!

Wei Lun was sweating profusely, and the line kept retreating. At the same time, he had to be wary of those guys who left the main force and infiltrated behind them.

I heard that his immediate boss, Zhao Yongxu, the head of the militia, had already scolded his neighbors in the conference hall, reprimanding them for not doing things cleanly.

The settlement has fallen into a whirlpool of contradictions.

An alarm that only sounded when there was a tide was sounded on the huge wall, but the harsh siren could no longer shake the crowd that united.

If you want to say how this is different from the ending A deduced by the computer, it is probably because of the hesitation in people's hearts.

Most of the workers' associations didn't want to make a big fuss, after all, they didn't know whether the captured workers were dead or alive.

Citizens joined the team, perhaps for the sake of justice in their hearts, but more because of the simple reason that bread is too expensive.

The soldiers were a little shaken, because their wallets were shrinking every day, and in front of them were not only a group of poor people, but also their families—those seemingly decent citizens.

Weilun, who really has a black card, is also hesitant.

No one knows the soldiers behind him better than him. It's okay for them to bully the poor, and it's okay for them to deal with the waves, but now they have too many people to deal with...

He could feel their hesitation and wavering.

Those who were not involved in the vortex tried to escape from the city, and the wastelanders who tried to gain some benefits from the vortex hated that the city gate was not opened—in order to prevent further deterioration of public security, the militia in Boulder City had already closed it urgently The various entrances and exits of the outer city.

Originally, people who wanted to come in were only persuaded to leave, and it was not impossible to go in, but now they can't get in at all, and they can't get out.

A large group of people gathered outside the gate of Boulder City.

Some of them escaped before closing the door, standing in the cold wind with their arms folded, shivering, looking around blankly, not knowing where to go next.

Most people didn't bring much luggage, they only had chips in their pockets that outsiders didn't want, and there was no certainty when the door behind them would open again.

What was in front of them was wasteland!

That man-eating wasteland!

They don't even know which side of the door is hell...

In addition to those who regretted escaping, there were also those who regretted not persevering in.

Most wastelanders can more or less guess that this bustling casino seems to be reshuffled again.

And every time the cards are shuffled, the guy with the big fist can take advantage of it.

Damn it! Looking at the completely sealed gate, the Murderer Dagger and the Kidney Fighter had regretful expressions on their faces.

I heard from those NPCs that this kind of limited-time event only happens once every twenty or thirty years, and they just missed it!

Compared with the little life that comes once every three days, the event that happens once in 20 or 30 years is obviously even rarer!

What a shame!

Just when the two were regretting, a man in a cotton coat suddenly approached and said in a low voice.

Hey? Are you from the Alliance?

The murderous dagger looked up at the man and nodded.

Yeah, what's the matter?

Seeing that he found the right person, that person's eyes brightened immediately, he glanced left and right, saw no one around, and said in a low voice.

I'm in the militia.

The kidney fighter next to him smiled and reached out to shake his hand.

Coincidentally, I belong to the Burning Corps.

Burning Legion? The man was stunned for a moment, didn't understand, but didn't take it seriously, and continued, No matter what you are... I have a batch of good goods here, are you interested?

The murderous dagger leaned over and asked curiously.

What good stuff?

Human, or to be more accurate... the beautiful noble lady, the man raised his eyebrows and said happily, are you interested?

Fuck! Human trafficking? The murderous dagger immediately dodged back, looked at him vigilantly and said, We don't want slaves! You don't want to cheat me!

Kidney Fighter also echoed, loudly expressing his position to the dog planner in the sky.

That's right! We are not that kind of people!

The NPCs in this game are getting more and more cunning.

Always dig holes for them in different ways.

There was an unlucky kid who was almost cheated before, thanks to everyone who persuaded him in time.

As elder brother Fang's good brothers, the two of them have carefully read the Player Handbook. The refuge does not limit the scope of interaction between players and NPCs, and does not deal with emotional entanglements, but it is strictly forbidden for players to keep slaves, and they must be released if they are bought or windfall.

The things written in the Player Handbook are equivalent to the regulations of the shelter, and the content is not too much, mainly restricting the residents of No. 404 shelter.

Unlike a series of laws of the alliance, the regulations written in the Player Handbook are not only within the territory of the alliance, as long as they are still residents of the refuge, they must abide by it even outside the alliance.

If you think the identity of the shelter resident is too troublesome, just return the helmet.

Damn it, please keep your voice down...I don't mean that about human trafficking, the man was taken aback by their sudden loud yelling, and quickly explained, I just wanted you to meet, but I didn't say anything about it. Someone sold it to you...he is a nobleman! Do you still want to buy it? Are you crazy or am I crazy?!

Of course, if the two bosses from the alliance can really afford a big price, it's not impossible... He went to ask his superiors to inquire, maybe he can still accommodate a bit.

Anyway, in such a big mess, it's normal for one or two people to be missing. Every time the gate is closed, not only the lives of the poor ghosts are discounted, but the lives of the noble lords are also discounted.

The man couldn't help feeling in his heart.

As expected of a local tyrant from the alliance, he played quite differently.

I still want to bring people back...

Killing Dagger was still alert, staring at the man twice.

What do you mean? Meet me?

For example, let you meet her while she is asleep, the man squeezed his eyebrows, We know a nurse in a beauty salon. Some minor operations for deep maintenance require the client to fall asleep, and she has a way Make her guests sleep longer...you have plenty of time to do whatever you want without anyone knowing about it afterwards.

The faces of the two players changed instantly when they heard the words.

What the hell?

Is she crazy?

The man said indifferently.

Crazy? Maybe. Anyway, the bargaining chips given by those ladies are becoming less and less valuable. As long as you are willing to give some real money, why would she not do it?

The kidney fighter swallowed.

Of course he couldn't do that kind of evil thing, but in order to severely criticize it on the official website, he still wanted to inquire about the price.

How many?

Seeing him taking the bait, the man smiled and gestured with a finger.

One million silver coins.

The faces of the two changed suddenly.

Fuck!

One million?! Are you crazy!

One million silver coins listed on the official website can be exchanged for 10 million soft sister coins.

This NPC probably didn't wake up!

Killing Dagger silently took a picture of this guy, and planned to go to the forum to criticize these guys who sold their souls.

Seeing that the two of them turned around and left, the man became anxious, and hurriedly chased after him and shouted.

Don't go! 800,000! No, 500,000 is fine!

Not far from the three of them, the brother and sister were quietly eavesdropping.

Laobai and Kuangfeng went to the nearby Yuanfangzhifeng Hotel to open a room, and went offline to collect information on the official website. The two of them were in charge of inquiring on the street in front of the city gate, and they happened to overhear the previous conversation. .

Seeing the smiling expression on his brother's face, Jiujiu rolled his eyes and kicked his calf.

Brother, you won't be moved, right? I'll tell Sister Fujito.

Ye Shi's expression changed immediately when he heard the words, and he hurriedly said.

Damn it, why are you telling her? No, my master's heart is moved... Didn't you read what I was planning to criticize!

Seeing that the elder brother was busy explaining, Jiujiu rolled his eyes, and suddenly said with a smile.

But having said that, Sister Fujiteng's image in the game is obviously a little girl, but she is actually a sister Yu in reality.

Ye Shi paused.

How do you know it?

Jiujiu raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.

Brother, you don't think you're the only one with a small group, do you?

Awesome!

Ye Shi looked at the little guy in surprise, gave a thumbs up fiercely, then smiled shyly, looked at the old girl flatteringly and said.

That... old girl, please take care of the Penguin matter, and help your brother.

Jiu Jiu waved his hands lazily.

Go and ask for it yourself.

Ye Shi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I rely on you, you are ruthless!

It's okay if you want me to help you, unless... Looking at the anxious brother, Jiujiu rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, Let me join your herd!

Hearing this request, Ye Shi suddenly deflated like a deflated ball, and said with a sarcastic smile.

Uh, let's forget about it...I'll go and ask for it myself some other day.

Ah? Forget it? Jiujiu smacked his lips and gave him a sideways glance, Your feelings for Ms. Fujiteng are nothing more than that.

You don't understand, Ye Shi shook his head, It's a group of adults, you kid, don't just join in the fun...it's not good for you.

Not to mention the full nicknames of him and Guafeng, but suddenly an insider got mixed up, and it will be difficult for everyone to drive in the future.

Cut! Jiujiu rolled her eyes, disapproving of his little thoughtfulness.

Returning his attention to the game, Ye Shi stared at the hurried man, touched his chin and said.

But that person... seems to have a way to get into the city.

Now the gate is completely closed, you can't get in even after paying the city tax, and the people inside can't get out.

Some of their clients and the equipment they bought are still locked up in the city. It would be a pity if they were smashed or burned in the chaos. We have to find a way to get people and things out of it!

After all, elder brother Fang finally got it with S coins.

He wasn't interested in the noble lady, but he was quite tempted by the real valuable treasure inside.

Jiujiu looked suspiciously at his elder brother.

Sure enough, you are still moved, brother, I misread you.

Ye Shi said dumbfoundedly.

Where is this going! Did you listen to me?

Gan!

Jiujiu was about to speak when a strange voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

What are you talking about, take me with you.

There was a warning sign in his heart, and Ye Shi turned his head abruptly, only to see a man in formal attire standing behind him, looking at him and Jiujiu with a smile on his face.

There is no extra breath on his body, but his presence is so strong that people can't ignore it.

And half a step behind him, followed by a woman whose entire face was covered by a pitch-black mirror, with the logo of Giant Stone Military Industry and the number X-16 engraved on her shiny breastplate.

Who are you? Protecting his sister behind him, Ye Shi stared at the man vigilantly, holding the pistol in his pocket.

Not paying attention to his movements, Ibbers said politely.

Let me introduce myself, my name is Ibers, the president of Jushi Military Industry...Although you may be seeing me for the first time, I have actually been paying attention to you for a long time.

Giant Rock Military Industry!

Hearing this name, Ye Shi felt a little guilty, but he still said bravely.

You... pay attention to what we are doing?

Nothing, it's just that few people appreciate our achievements so much, and they care about it out of personal interest. Ibers continued with a happy smile on his face, But it's really useless for you to move the ants bit by bit. It's efficient, and it messes up a puzzle I've worked so hard to fix.

Why don't you just buy me too.

Jiujiu: ...?

Ye Shi: ???

What? !

...

Just when Ye Shi and Jiu Jiu were stupefied, Ki Xiu, who was strolling on the street at the gate of the city, was surrounded by a group of bodyguards, drawing a blueprint for the future with his cronies.

Look, what is the real coming of all nations!

The survivor settlements in the middle of the Central Continent, regardless of whether they are in the southeast or north, have to do business with us! People's stalls are lined up in an endless river, and they look at us expectantly! They know that without us, they just can't do it!

Speaking of excitement, he opened his arms and embraced the oncoming wind and snow, with a sunny smile on his face.

What alliance, it's too weak!

He would come here every day these days, and he would bring his good friends with him.

After all, it won't be long before he becomes the master here.

A young man said curiously.

What do you think they are selling? Why haven't they been sold out after so long?

I saw a few familiar faces, they seem to be from the militia?

I don't know, and it doesn't matter. Kixiu waved his hand, making them look at him again, and continued, No matter what those servants are selling, as long as they are doing business, it must have something to do with us. Only the transaction, There will be profits, and our colony will benefit from it, which is the most plain economics.

economics!

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the boys quietly gave a thumbs up.

After all, it is Jixiu who has seen the world. The five years of study tours have not been wasted, and he has learned some knowledge in Ideal City!

Looking at the bustling but slightly cluttered market, there was a hint of sadness written in Kixiu's eyes, and there was also an invisible sense of superiority in it.

These ignorant merchants are so vulgar that if left unchecked they will grow like weeds.

He will use the most advanced methods to let them follow their own methods!

Unfortunately, although this place is very close to us, it is not in our settlement after all. These short-sighted guys have no long-term plans... At that time, I plan to use a bargaining chip to buy the Yuanfangfeng Hotel!

Kumit asked excitedly.

Then what?

Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, Kixiu clenched his fists proudly.

Then we tax those stalls and tear down the slums and put them all in our hotels, and people will thank us for letting them live in a grander hotel instead of the shabby low houses like the Union, and We will have more money to do bigger things, such as widening the wall to the side of the viaduct! At that time, people only need to get off the bridge, and they can go directly to our settlement! The most prosperous center!

I heard that it's not very difficult technically. We were able to build such a huge wall before, and we can build a bigger one in the future!

Kisho narrowed his eyes and looked at his future kingdom.

The long line of stalls and crowds can't be seen at a glance, from the gate of Boulder City to the viaduct behind the Far Wind Hotel!

Although the hustle and bustle here is nothing compared to the city, it's winter now!

If he remembered correctly, so many people would not have come out to do business in previous winters. Obviously, during the five years he was away, Boulder City had also developed a lot.

It seems that his plan is still a little conservative.

Originally, he planned to use three to five years to realize it bit by bit, but now it seems that the plan can be slightly advanced.

Of course, this is all thanks to that good man named Fang Chang.

If it wasn't for that brother, he wouldn't have had so much money at his disposal.

Every time he thinks of the meeting on the plane, Jixiu can't help feeling complacent. That was simply the smartest negotiation in his life, and it might become a good talk for people after dinner in the future.

Brother! You are so damn awesome!

Kumit, who was on the side, took the lead in applauding excitedly, with a cheerful face.

He found that since his good buddy Kixiu came back from Ideal City, not only has he become smarter, but his speech has also become better and better.

He loves to listen!

To put it bluntly, this is much more interesting than women!

And Ki Xiu did not lie, the S coins in his account were worth tens of millions of chips, and his father had never given him so much pocket money!

Those mysterious experiences may be bragging, but money does not lie!

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew.

Kumit sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose and muttered.

It's so cold today...

Fatty, the attendant at the side saw it, and quickly took off his coat and handed it to him

You wear mine.

Thanks, Pirou, you're such a nice guy.

Although it wasn't very cold, Kumit still took the clothes and put them on his shoulders, and patted the little fat man's fat shoulders with a smile.

The little fat man said with a simple smile.

Of course, we're buddies.

He is Vija's son.

Although his father is also a big boss, compared to the fathers of these people, he is just a small character.

His father always told him that in Boulder City, connections are the scarcest resource, so he never hesitated to invest in these buddies.

He took the initiative to take out the first million-level fund of S coins, and then gradually increased the chips to about 10 million.

Now, of course, the money was earned in blood.

However, he is rather timid, and has already thrown away some of them under his father's suggestion. After deducting the initial investment, he still made a small profit.

At this time, there was a piercing bell ringing in the city.

Everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction of the giant wall.

The city's alarm is on... Walking to Kumit's side, an awakened bodyguard said respectfully, We have to go back quickly.

Kumit scratched the back of his head in bewilderment.

But it's winter.

A group of sons and brothers were full of worry on their faces. After looking at each other, they began to discuss in whispers.

Anyway, let's go back first...

I always feel like something bad is going to happen.

Safety first!

Looking at the buddies who were talking together, the little fat man Pilu hesitated, and finally mustered up the courage, looking at his big brother Kumit and said.

Go back quickly, I won't be with you.

Kumit looked at him in surprise.

Are you crazy? Stay outside while the alarm is sounding? This is wasteland!

Pilu smiled honestly and said hehe.

My father asked me to wait for him at the Faraway Wind Hotel. He said he had something to discuss with me. I have to go there quickly, or he will blow my ass open.

Kumit froze for a moment, nodded and said.

That's fine...you take care of yourself.

Run outside when the alarm goes off?

What a weird guy!

However, Mr. Wei Jia is also a capable person, and he only has to talk about it when he wants to come in, so he doesn't bother to worry about his little friend.

You too! You must take care of yourself, Pilu waved his hand and said, seeing Kumit who was about to take off his coat and return it to him, Keep it as a souvenir.

Kumit was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask what he meant, but the bodyguard beside him coughed lightly, interrupting his thoughts.

Master, it's time for us to go... This is a big deal. If your father can't see you, he will be in a hurry.

Fine.

Kumit nodded, watching Pilu's leaving back, and finally said nothing, beckoned, and led everyone to the direction of the giant wall gate.

Although the gate has been sealed, for those with black cards, the so-called rules are just rules.

Kumit wasn't too worried at first, but the moment he entered Boulder City, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Too many people!

And they are all crowded on the street at the door!

He had never seen so many people clamoring to get out!

The bodyguard gently tugged on his sleeve.

The main road can't be walked, let's take the small road.

Those poor ghosts have blocked the road.

Yeah! Kumit nodded vigorously, his expression gradually becoming tense.

Already aware of the urgency of the situation, everyone stopped procrastinating, and no one joked anymore, and ran all the way to the direction of the inner city.

There was chaos in the street.

The guards who patrolled on weekdays seemed to have disappeared, and the people from the militia did not know where they went. Occasionally, there were occasional banging sounds and men and women cursing from the main road next door.

And what is even more frightening is that the sound is louder in the distant street.

People seem to be shouting something together...

It sounded like a war!

Feeling panic in his heart, Kixiu hurried back to the big house on the edge of the inner city after saying goodbye to his friends.

He passed through the courtyard gate, rushed into the house in a hurry, and called out Dad, but no one answered, and then he saw that the elder brother who had already separated from the house came home!

The whole family was in the hall on the first floor, all dressed neatly, several servants were carrying suitcases, and the commanding butler looked serious... This battle was like going on a long journey.

Brother? Ki Xiu stared blankly at the middle-aged man with neatly combed hair.

Warfell watched his younger brother frown slightly, with a hint of reprimand in his voice.

What time are you still running out! Where did you go just now? Why are you only coming back now!

Ki Xiu didn't bother to answer his nonsense, walked up to him, and asked straight to the point.

Where's father? Where has he gone?

In his mind, his old father, Melvin, was the backbone of the family, and his old father would have a solution at any time... no matter how big a mess he made.

He's gone to the Alliance, Warfell looked at his flustered mother, and said seriously, There's something serious going on outside, you should have heard about it. Anyway, please take refuge in the inner city with me immediately... This is Father the meaning of.

We may have to live there for a while until things completely subside.

Guinness nodded quickly.

Okay! Don't waste any more time, let's go.

Those beggars and poor ghosts are crazy. They are usually fine, and they don't know which fool has angered them.

Thinking of those guys looking scruffy with snot and stubble gave her goosebumps and physical discomfort.

Her best friend Bonnie seemed to have mentioned it before, saying that a big event is going to happen in Boulder City recently, so she had better prepare some daily necessities in the small room in the inner city.

Her husband had already prepared for this matter, and there was a store of consumables and food for the family for several months.

For example, milk, bread, canned food, toiletries, clean bedding, etc. are all available.

In fact, there is no need to panic too much.

I heard that similar things have happened before. Although they have not experienced it, their parents have experienced it.

And based on past experience, everyone ended up getting through without incident.

If you really don't want to wait, you can also find a hibernation cabin and sleep for a year or so, but freezing hibernation will dry out your skin, and you need to take good care of it after waking up.

Alicia's face was full of worry.

She is different from her mother, she doesn't hate those people outside, but she is a little worried, not only worried about her father, but also worried about those people...

I don't know if dad is okay.

Standing in front of the window on the top floor just now, she saw many people gathered on the street, walking towards her house aggressively.

It wasn't like that a month and a half ago.

At that time, people didn't even dare to look up at them, not to mention the anger written on their faces...

However, what she was most worried about finally happened.

Just like what she said to her father at the ceremony, he couldn't even see their eyes, so how could he know whether those eyes were written with respect or hatred?

It would be great if my father had listened to her words seriously at that time, instead of taking those words as a child's innocence.

But now, it may be too late to say these.

After all, this settlement has reached its final step.

It's really too late this time...

We have to get out of here... Looking at his worried sister, Kixiu squatted down and stared into the jewel-like eyes, stuffed the doll into her hand, and said softly, Don't worry, the friends from the militia will take care of it. . . . we'll be back soon.

Um……

Alisa nodded silently, clutching the doll in her hand.

The family left the house through the backyard door, and hurried towards the inner city under the cover of the old housekeeper and six servants.

In fact, they should have left long ago.

Warfell couldn't help scolding that damned brother in his heart.

This kid has been mentally abnormal since he came back from Ideal City. He should have persuaded his father to take that kid to see his brain.

Recently, this kid seems to have come up with some kind of S coin, which almost gave him a heart attack.

But compared to the powder kegs piled up like a mountain in Boulder City at the moment, it is the most insignificant one...

Seeing the increasingly severe situation on the street, Warfell frowned, and suddenly a gunshot sounded, scaring him to lower his head immediately.

The screams sounded like a torrential rain, breaking into pieces on the adjacent street, followed by overwhelming roars and shouts, which even overshadowed the sudden burst of gunfire for a while.

Kixiu was taken aback by the gunshot, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the gunshot was actually quite far away.

He cursed in shock.

Damn, who shot in the city? Kill me?

Shut up!

Warfell cursed, looked back at his panicked sister and mother, and shouted at the fearful housekeeper and servants.

Run!!!