This Game Is Too Realistic

There is a strange species of sandworm in Luoxia Province. The creature can stand as tall as a building and can hold a child in one mouthful. Its fighting power is astonishing.

In front of that guy, not to mention the Awakened One, even the powered armor can be stunned.

At that time, a theory widely circulated on the forum was that the ferocious and destructive power of sandworms would destroy all infrastructure outside the river embankments. If the problem of sandworm flooding is not solved, the alliance will build more railways in Luoxia Province. It’s all in vain.

It is precisely because of this that many players further speculate that in order to ensure that the project can proceed smoothly, the alliance will release large-scale tasks to exterminate sandworms in the form of limited-time activities. Some high-level players are even targeting the special task of sandworms. Alien species, deduced a series of tactics.

However, to the surprise of many people, the limited-time event did not appear.

And they were originally expected to have a major impact on the direction of the war, and the sandworms did not even appear in the sight of the frontline troops and logistics troops.

This is of course not because the Sandworm is afraid of the Alliance. After all, it is too idealistic to expect the beast to think so much. The real reason is that the alliance's transportation route from the camp site of the frontline troops to the logistics troops perfectly avoids all areas where sandworms are active.

So here’s the problem. The areas where sandworms are active are not written on the map themselves. Even the most experienced merchants don’t dare to assume that they know the location of every sandworm nest in the desert. What about the alliance’s headquarters? How to do it?

This is a long story.

At that time, in order to ensure that the roads and railways leading to the Lion Kingdom could move smoothly, Chu Guang specially sent a regiment of guards to investigate nearby villages and inquire about the traders who used the trade route in Luoxia Province all year round.

After some investigation, it was discovered that although the sandworms are powerful in combat, their reproductive ability is actually very weak. They stay in one place all year round and do not expand the size of their population.

Later, the Biological Research Institute of Vault 79 conducted a further in-depth investigation into the project and discovered a surprising coincidence - the sandworm nests highly overlapped with the underground ocean current pipes of the pre-war era!

After an in-depth investigation of one of the sandworm nests, Alliance biologists discovered that the nest was growing on a damaged ocean current pipe.

The next problem will be easier to solve.

As long as the location of roads and railways and the location of frontline positions are selected to avoid active areas of underground ocean current pipes, wouldn't it be enough?

Love is that simple.

This is also the most efficient and economical approach. In fact, this is what the legions do when planning their army's routes and deployment positions.

After all, wherever there are sandworms, there are abundant underground water resources. There are often not only sandworms there, but also dangerous mutant arthropods such as radiation scorpions lurking there, which is not suitable as a stable travel route. It might be okay when there are a lot of people, but when there are fewer people, the alien species starts to stir up.

This is also one of the contests that takes place in an invisible place between the two sides. Although there is no smoke of gunfire, it may not be as exciting as a place where there is smoke of gunpowder.

After all, if the alliance managers at that time blindly believed one party's point of view because of rumors or slight disturbances on the forum, fully mobilized players, and launched a large-scale campaign to eradicate sandworms, the final result would most likely be a strategic decision. Classic error case - treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

After all, considering the conditions in the wasteland, unless the damaged ocean current pipes are completely repaired or the water sources in them are cut off, the mutated organisms in Luoxia Province will eventually gather towards the only water source.

In the short term, if the road passes through the corpse of the sandworm, the distance can be shorter, and it will be cheaper to build the road and railway at one time. Maybe the alliance can get the title of "Sandworm Conqueror" because of this. Thus prestige +10.

But in the next few months, the alliance's logistics and frontline troops will have to fight against the legions with high attrition debuffs, weakening combat efficiency and increasing non-combat attrition.

Even if the war is won in the end, the Alliance and its vassals enjoy peace and tranquility for a period of time. Due to the special circumstances in the wasteland, the sandworms that once stood at the top of the food chain will eventually come back in another form.

For example, the "burrowing beasts" or other things in the great desert that can migrate at will may evolve, or be replaced by more "not so strong, but just as deadly" alien species.

The consequences will mean that the alliance has to allocate hundreds or even thousands of manpower to the "road patrol" task for a long time. The railway and the road will also become a loss due to the continuous accumulation of risk costs.㦂Cheng.

Maybe the alliance will be unbearable one day in the future, and then make up its mind to fix another one.

If the alliance has enough and cheap manpower, it can certainly ignore natural science and even go against it. But unfortunately, the shelter did not issue more closed beta qualifications to Chu Guang.

Sometimes Chu Guang even couldn't help but wonder whether the first-generation managers guessed that he would be thinking of taking shortcuts, so they deliberately tightened the "gene sequence" and released it.

After all, there are too many players, and game companies really don’t have to treat players as human beings. This is not just a problem for a certain big company.

The "Sandworm Investigation Report" is just a small episode in the expedition.

Chu Guang made a relatively reasonable judgment after listening to the reports from the logistics system, life professional players, and alliance researchers.

Since the situation itself was not big and there were only a few players participating in the investigation, he did not elaborate on them one by one in the report.

After all, compared to the war with the Legion, the scientific expedition team's investigations and researchers' experiments, discussions, analysis, etc., were just a small thing at the time.

Similar situations happen almost every day.

Binago was a more direct threat. Chu Guang could hear hundreds of them every day, and there were countless strange species and technological artifacts circulating in the wasteland.

If the wastelanders have seen all kinds of weird things, and they are not even surprised by the talking Deathclaw, then he must be the master of all things. He had heard anecdotes from Xiaoqi or the players, and the amount of information he received must account for at least half of the alliance's "total information output value."

Unless the alliance builds a huge wall like the Stone City, it wants to form a top-down or bottom-up three-dimensional defense machine in a stable environment through the cooperation of billions of people like countries in the real world.喖, it is almost impossible to completely isolate all threats.

Monsters may not happen once in a hundred years on earth, but they happen almost every day in the Wasteland Era. Some players have gained a reputation in the area and then joined the Guard. They do nothing but go out on the police every day. They just encounter strange girls and prisoners serially on the forum, which attracts a lot of viewers.

Therefore, rather than making random guesses based on common sense among players on the forum, Chu Guang will still listen more to the opinions of professionals when making specific decisions.

In short, the results did not affect the alliance's triumphal celebration.

The fruit of spreading filth, and the countless troubles that came with prosperity, were all quietly cleared away by the Guards and the Celebration Autonomous Committee...

Due to Chu Guang's urging, Heya immediately put down her work and devoted herself to the research on Naguo, and called him back before dusk.

"... Let's talk about the conclusion first. First of all, it can be ruled out that this thing is the product of slime mold. Secondly, according to my observation, not only ordinary crops, even slime mold cannot be reproduced in soil that has been infected by this special mycelium. ”

When talking about this, Heya paused and continued talking.

"In addition, it is indeed not the fruit produced by ordinary plants, but some kind of fungus that is associated with plants... Do you know about fungus?"

"Of course I know...wait, that is to say, it does not grow from a tree? Instead, it needs to rely on other plants to attach to it?"

"Yes."

“Wouldn’t it be impossible for crops to grow in soil that can be infected by mycelium?”

Looking at Chu Guang's confused expression in the holographic image, Heya nodded approvingly.

"Smart...just a little less flexible."

Chu Guang coughed slightly.

"I'm very busy... just stop beating around the bush."

Putting down her arms, Heya said patiently.

"This is the special thing about Naguo. It is difficult for normal plants, animals and even microorganisms to survive in its field, but they cannot be infected by it... and may even change in its field. Stronger. For example, the camu tree that produces rubber and biomass oil will not wither after being parasitized by the mycelium, but will become a hotbed for cultivating the fruit. Do you understand what I say? "

"In other words...the method of growing Naguo is not through seeds, it only requires——"

"Pour the excrement of humans and animals that have eaten Naguo on the roots of the Camu tree and it will die." Interrupting Chu Guang's words, Heya said briefly and concisely, "Naguo does not have a core in the first place, it is just like honey. The pulp is sweet and greasy, so many animals like to eat it, and the fibrous mycelium in the pulp is its 'seed', so it is essentially a pure fungus, which is fundamentally different from the mutant slime mold. Do you understand?"

Mutant slime molds only exhibit fungal traits at certain stages of their life, and exhibit animal traits at other times.

It is a predator in the ecological system and a consumer in the food chain!

Like a tiger and a lion, or a monster and a deathclaw.

But the fungus named "Naguo" is different. It is an extremely special kind of existence. Its birth changes the rules of the food chain.

The organism's own immune system no longer competes with viruses and microorganisms for living space, but the glue called Naguo works together to coexist and prosper. The original opposition in the food chain will exist, and unity will be achieved in the laws of nature.

Symbolizing the vitality, the emerald green mycelium penetrates into the soil. The seeds of the old era cannot germinate in the soil where it has been baptized. Only by embracing the "fruit-bearing" organisms can other fields prosper and spread the "fruit-bearing" to a new era. Far away place.

Good guy!

What kind of fatherly love!

Chu Guang was suddenly shocked.

Where the hell is Nurgle? It's clearly Nurgle, right? !

Chu Guang asked you immediately as his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Is there any way to purify the land contaminated by it?"

"...strongly acidic disinfectant will do. It is not anaerobic and will not penetrate deep into the soil. However, I recommend direct fire weeding. Have you ever heard of flame weeding? I think you, the little players, don't seem to use it. Instead of herbicides.”

After hearing what Heya said, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

"...Is it that simple?"

A fire can burn you to death...

But having said that, fire slime mold is also a problem. The first time he and other small players fought against the wave was to drop incendiary bombs on a large scale, and the flames cleaned the fruiting bodies and spores.

When dealing with fruiting entities other than evolved bodies, oil barrels are much better than high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs.

Seeing Chu Guang who was obviously overcomplicating the problem, Heya rolled her eyes.

"You, don't think biology is too mysterious. The mutant slime mold is a special case. After all, it is a trouble left from the Prosperity Era. This Naguo was born in the Wasteland Era after all... Of course, about Naguo I am still researching other features, and there are some strange places that really satisfy me.”

"Where?"

"It repels slime mold. Logically speaking, slime mold can swallow all organisms, but it cannot swallow fruit-shaped mycelium. The gnawers we capture are even obviously disgusted by this fruit and refuse to eat it. I wonder if there is a possibility... This is actually a shelter or research institution that came up with this problem to solve the slime mold problem. "

When Chu Guang heard this sentence, for a moment, he suddenly understood why the academy wanted to move to the swamp.

The most dangerous thing in the wasteland is neither radioactive dust nor slime mold, but lunatics whose knowledge level far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Any mother nest is "self-limiting", but the Naguo thing is almost infinitely expandable.

Once this thing is planted all over the world, slime molds will probably disappear, but the fruits will become slime molds and completely change the rules of the entire ecological system.

In a green hell, mutants will become stronger, and humans will probably become... green-skinned goblins?

At present, the alliance has not observed what symptoms will appear in patients who have been taking the drug for a long time for a period of time. The "cases" in Chenchen Town only show the situation after withdrawal.

The young man who secretly tasted the forbidden fruit was tortured by the germs and the immune system in his body that "suddenly awakened" to the forbidden fruit. At present, players there have given some antibiotics to patients, but the effect is not obvious, and the follow-up situation is still under observation.

"In short, there is no need to panic too much and scare yourself, but it is better to control the results of this kind of immature research... The immune system and the virus live in harmony. This is no joke, and it is not a minor problem. Problems, no matter how small, can lead to big problems. And if one person becomes a hotbed of disease, others will be infected by the disease even if they don't eat it, right?"

"Well," looking at Heya with a serious expression, Chu Guang nodded, "While you were studying it, I had already activated an emergency plan to remove this thing from the field."

Heya smiled slightly and was about to say something, but suddenly she sighed softly and said in a teasing tone.

"I wanted to complain to you just now, please don't always drag me away from my work, and I'm not the only Alliance researcher...but I suddenly feel sorry for you."

"Do you feel sorry for me?" Chu Guang'an said with a smile, "I heard you right."

"You should also have met with representatives from other survivor settlements at that time, right?" Heya looked at him affectionately and muttered with a complicated mood, "It would be great if those idiots could grow more brain cells. At least understand that not everyone is as free as they are..."

When speaking, a trace of resentment rarely flashed through Heya's pupils.

Chu Guang knew that she said those idiots were not residents of the Alliance, but were complaining about his hometown - Vault 117.

They originally lived a step-by-step life in the shelter, but due to some people's distrust and even hatred of the managers and the shelter plan, the entire shelter was eventually destroyed.

The original "Torch" was born in Vault 117, and became a religion over the next twenty years.

Chu Guang didn't know how to comfort this girl who "travelled" from twenty years ago, but he still hoped that she could be freed from that dark memory.

"I'm not Severn, and the residents of Vault 404 are not the residents of Vault 117. Each shelter has its own tasks. I dare not jump to conclusions. Your manager doesn't know anything. Maybe he has other reasons. The idea is unknown to us. But if we put ourselves in the shoes of you residents, they can obviously return to the ground like a savior, but because of the administrator's order, they have to give birth in a narrow hole. Panic and despair about the future are understandable.”

"You actually understand them!"

Seeing Heya's eyes widening in disbelief, Chu Guang said patiently.

"Understanding does not mean recognition. The biggest inspiration your managers' diary has given us is, 'Never give up communication because of difficulty in communication', rather than 'Most ignorant people are not worth understanding'."

Heya snorted lightly.

"Come on, at least we have some consensus. We all think those guys are stupid enough... I'm off work, and it's time for me to enjoy the celebration. I love you so much!"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"Go ahead, I recommend smearing a little berry jam on the pork liver. The sourness can neutralize the bitterness. This is our most unlocked recipe."

"Stop it! I'm going to put cumin in!"

Heya hung up the phone.

Seeing the particles of light scattering from the holographic screen, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.

He could feel that she was in a slightly better mood and reconciled with her past memories.

Although she and Yin Fang have completely different personalities, they actually grew up in similar environments and are essentially rational and materialistic people.

Then she must be able to understand what she wants to express.

…

Same as the last celebration.

After nightfall, gorgeous fireworks were set off over Shuguang City.

The endless flow of people on the street stopped and looked up to admire the beautiful fireworks. Even people in the distant boulder city could catch a glimpse of bright light from the gaps in the concrete ruins.

"...Mr. House guessed it right again. They are indeed incapable of venting their ammunition in rage." Standing on the edge of the industrial area, Kent, who had just finished a day's work, muttered.

A few months ago, he led people from the cannery factory to surround the government office in order to throw the Alliance products out of Boulder City, because the Alliance factory took away their business opportunities.

That was definitely the highlight of his life.

On weekdays, Du Long was sweating profusely. Not only did he get the job as he wished, but he also got a bargaining chip from the security captain Alec. I heard that because of his earth-shattering act of righteousness, the alliance has fallen into a raging inflation, and the price of one silver coin a day has soared to double digits. I really can't imagine how they live normally.

However, he would occasionally envy those people in the northern suburbs. The government officials dared to kick their butts, but they would never dare to bully the alliance's poor people, and even those poor people and their vassals did not dare to touch them.

After all, those people were poor and had only guns, and they were wearing shoes, so they couldn't be easily agitated.

Siberg, who was walking next to him, glanced at his patchwork jeans and muttered.

"Hey, do you really believe Mr. House?"

"You do not believe?"

Seeing Kent raising his eyebrows as if he was going to beat him up, Sperger didn't expect him to be so excited and quickly changed his mind.

"I believe it, of course I believe it... We are undoubtedly a victorious country, but why don't we celebrate our victory?"

Kent's eyes widened and his neck turned red with anger.

"Are you crazy? This is a wasteland. There are not so many things for you to celebrate."

Making sure he didn't mean to hit himself, Sperger continued cautiously.

"But I heard that yesterday or the day before yesterday, someone saw Malvern growing up and leaving the city with great fanfare, and taking his precious daughter with him. I also heard that many nobles from the inner city went to the Alliance a few days ago. Waiting for the celebration to begin, several powerful mercenary groups have almost been booked until next month..."

Kent said impatiently.

"They went to eat and drink."

Sperger looked at him blankly.

"Eat...eat and drink?"

"Yes! That's right!"

Kent didn't know what he was fighting with, maybe he was dissatisfied with his friend's confused expression, maybe he was just suffering from hyperthyroidism, and he was staring at him step by step.

"What's wrong? We are their creditors, what's wrong with us eating their food? I hope they eat more tonight! The best thing is to hold on and come back!"

Sperger quickly raised his hand.

"No...nothing. I think what you said is right. I hope they will have a good appetite tonight and eat the food for us."

If you can spit out a mouthful of soup, you'll be fine.

Perhaps because he was satisfied with his scared expression, Kent's mood softened a little, his tone became much more patient, and he began to talk sense.

"Liszt is the largest factory owner in the alliance, and he is from us. This is the best proof! The residents of the alliance will come to us to apply for black cards when they make money, but the nobles in the inner city will never treat them as "Shelter residents, doesn't this explain a lot?"

Looking at Kent, Sberg suddenly felt a little distressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because then he would have to explain why he felt distressed, which he could never say.

He is a timid person.

I feel a little braver only when I read the newspaper aloud.

He didn't know why Kent wanted to speak for those men with capital, but at least at the moment he didn't want to get punched.

Looking at Kent who was looking forward to his feedback, Sperger nodded cautiously.

"That's right."

"I have no doubt Mr. House is right."

…

"Haha, congratulations! We are friends! The best friends in Boulder City!"

Alliance Banquet Hall.

Sid, who was well-dressed, raised his glass of wine excitedly and looked at Chu Guang who appeared in the banquet hall. He was about to go up and clink glasses, but before he got closer, he realized that the person had gone elsewhere.

"...Tsk, what are you showing off!"

With a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes, Sid wanted to put the wine glass back on the long table without interest, to hide his embarrassment at the moment.

But at this moment, a wine glass suddenly stretched out and touched him lightly.

"Why do you drink alone?"

Seeing Liszt appear in front of him, Sid's eyes lit up, he laughed and drank the wine in the cup, pulled his shoulder and said.

"You'd better give me face, my friend!"

Liszt was an upstart in the inner city, so he knew him, and after all, he helped get the black card.

It was also in this banquet hall.

This kid asked him to negotiate a deal. To be honest, Sid was not very interested at first. After all, it was not decent to make money personally in Boulder City.

But recently, he has slowly experienced the joy of soaring wealth.

He does not need to understand how to balance logistics surplus, how to adjust job functions, or even what to produce to make money.

As long as he moves his fingers and throws the chips like darts, someone will do the minutiae for him and do it to his satisfaction.

"That's right," Liszt smiled slightly, put down his glass after a brief taste, and said politely, "after all, we are in the same group."

"Hey! It's you again! To be honest, the hillbillies from the northern suburbs are really not a suitable trading partner. They are vulgar and disrespectful. They invited us over, but left me to be entertained by Luca. I heard that the old man used to be a serf. , they must be crazy to let a mud-legged person become the city lord! But Malvern is right, we don’t have to fight with the chips, you should know the feeling, in order not to offend when doing business with the predators. Among the others, Sid lowered his voice so that only two of them could hear.

Liszt nodded with a friendly smile on his face.

"Indeed, you can't eat shit...the chips they hand over are always covered in grease, which reminds me of the bones and meat residue floating in the hot oil pan."

"It's so vivid! I really want to hear you talk about those legendary stories. It's not an ordinary person who can do business with the predators!" Sid gave him a thumbs up and said with excitement, "But I still We haven’t eaten yet. Can we talk while we eat... about something lighter? "

Liszt said with a smile.

"Of course, I know a good deal. I wonder if you are interested."

As soon as he heard about the opportunity to make money, Sid's face suddenly showed a look of joy.

Liszt must be trustworthy, not only because he owes him a lot of favors, but also because he has become one of his own.

"I'm so interested! My friend, I know you won't live up to my expectations! You can always bring us new fun!"

Liszt said with a slight smile.

"The league recently issued a bond."

"What is that."

"Alternative debt," Liszt tried to add a little more to Chu Guang's description to make the twists and turns sound less complicated. "If you buy a 100-chip bond, the alliance will automatically distribute it to you every year. 3 coins, and the principal will be paid off in one lump sum of 100 coins after five years.”

Sid was stunned for a moment, then sipped his mouth and said dissatisfied.

"Why so few?"

Although he is rich, it does not mean that he is stupid.

Boulder City's aid loans to the alliance all have 5% interest!

Not only does this have a low interest rate, but it also doesn’t sound like a real estate investment, so only a devil would buy it!

Sid's reaction was as expected. Liszt kept the smile on his face, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"So...what if I have a special channel and can use 90 chips to bid and get a 100 par value bond?"

The moment he heard these words, Sid was stunned for a moment, and then his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Doesn't that mean..."

"You can earn 10% when you get it," Lister said meaningfully. "Not only that, but you can also earn 3% interest every year. If you are interested in a 10-year redeemable bond, the interest rate will be one more point. And the selling price is 85.”

"The alliance recognizes debts but not people, and allows bond trading. Now everyone's pockets are full of chips, but the alliance cannot use chips to sign orders. It needs to be exchanged for silver coins first, and the exchange of silver coins is not free... So you understand, right? By purchasing bonds, you can indirectly share in their development dividends.”

He would not tell Sid that as a first-level dealer, it was actually cheaper to get the launch price himself.

As for how to pay back the money in the future?

That's so easy!

When the chips are gathered in the alliance's pocket, the alliance itself has the final say on how much the chips are worth?

If Chuguang's plan is finally realized, then in the most extreme case, the excess circulating chips may turn into a pile of useless plastic pieces.

The money is no longer worth anything, and you’re still worried that you won’t be able to pay it back?

As for whether we can get to that point, it depends on the manager. Speaking of which, Liszt was also surprised. He didn't expect that the man who seemed to be aboveboard had so many hidden agendas and was so ruthless in his attacks.

Sid hugged Liszt's shoulders, his eyes full of fanaticism, his expression as if he was a brother, as if he was afraid that he would eat alone.

"Brother Tu! You have to take care of me! I have made so many chips, but I don't know what to invest in!"

"That's necessary," Liszt smiled, patted his shoulder, and said softly, "My friend, have you forgotten?"

"We are a team."

…

Chu Guang was originally going to miss tonight's fireworks show, and couldn't even spare the time to stand on the bridge of the Heart of Steel and enjoy it.

After all, there are too many guests to receive.

Whether it is a representative of a company or a representative of a surrounding survivor colony, they all want to have a chat with him on behalf of their own colony and come to learn from him. At the same time, they also want to see if they can get on the fast train of the alliance and follow. Get some light.

As the focus of the audience, Chu Guang experienced for the first time what it felt like to be unable to touch the ground after being busy.

People waiting in line to see him can line up from the entrance of the auditorium to the kitchen.

And he needs to condense a huge amount of information into three sentences, and try to remember every representative and settlement he has talked to.

Fortunately, Xiaoqi helped.

But for some reason, just when he was about to meet the large group of nobles in Boulder City, Xiao Qi suddenly became willful and said that it was not easy for him to design the fireworks. The fireworks were about to end, so he must do it no matter what. Go outside and take a look.

Otherwise it won’t work next time!

No way.

Chu Guang originally wanted to have a showdown with the nobles in Boulder City, but he really couldn't stand Xiao Qi's harsh words in his ears, so he could only aggrieve Old Luka and go be polite to the nobles in the inner city.

As for the bond issue.

Chu Guang believed that even without his cooperation, Liszt would make things happen beautifully for him.

That guy is a smart guy.

He knows what to do...

…

Outside the auditorium.

Chu Guang found a secluded place where no one was, and looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky.

It turns out that using the Heart of Steel's naval gun to set off fireworks is so beautiful.

No wonder so many people looked up at the sky that night and remained motionless.

My neck is tired.

Finally, when the last cluster of fireworks was set off, Chu Guang couldn't help but praise.

"It's quite beautiful."

Sitting on his shoulders and swinging her calves, Xiao Qi smiled happily and put her hands on her hips proudly.

"Hehe, right?"

Chu Guang glanced at the little guy helplessly.

"But it's still a while before the fireworks end, right? Why can't I wait until I've met with the representatives from Boulder City before I come out to watch."

Xiao Qi curled her lips.

"Xiao Qi doesn't like them... Master is wasting his time on them, why not come out and watch Xiao Qi's performance!"

By the way, does human wisdom also have standards of good and evil?

Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little magical.

"Where did they mess with you?"

Xiaoqi Li said confidently.

"No! Master doesn't like it, so Xiao Qi doesn't like it either!"

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"You guy..."

He doesn't like that there are too many things.

Strictly speaking, there are no absolute bad guys or bad guys in the wasteland. Pure evil and absolute goodness are not common here. The most common ones are chaos and barbarism without scruples.

If there is no room for a grain of sand in your eyes, and you don't care about the means, you will eventually end up becoming an extremely twisted thing like the Enlightenment Society.

Those guys firmly believe that both the post-war construction committee and the survivor settlements in the wasteland are degenerate things compared with the great era of prosperity, so they must be physically and resolutely eliminated!

In their eyes, they are just like the Wastelanders, and the alliance is relatively ignorant.

It is precisely because of this that it is even more difficult to reform the disciples of the Enlightenment Society who have firm beliefs than to reform the predators.

As for Xiaoqi...

Maybe it’s because I care too much about my own feelings and receives a lot of mixed information, which affects me a little bit.

Chu Guang could probably guess a little bit from its expression that the nobles in the inner city must have secretly arranged for him to be "accidentally" heard by it, but he was restrained from doing anything to them, so he could only do this. way to express your dissatisfaction.

At the Falcon City Palace, he had scolded it once for playing clever tricks on it, and he believed that it would not do anything to use the license at will again.

"...There are actually many people in this wasteland that we don't like and don't agree with. You should know this after following me for so long."

"The more familiar you are with them and the better you understand their inner thoughts, the more you will feel that they are hopelessly corrupted. It is both laborious and futile to help them."

He stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed Xiaoqi's little head. Looking into the drowsy eyes, Chu Guang continued with a gentle voice.

"But we allow them to live, give them enough time to change, give them opportunities, and even pull them forward when necessary."

"This is the alliance."

A group of survivors unite, unite -

A place to huddle together on the ruins to keep warm.