This Game Is Too Realistic

"Dad, lend me some money!"

Inner city mansion.

Sid, who was rushing home in a hurry, met his son's expectant gaze as soon as he entered the door, and an expression of interest immediately appeared on his face.

Hey.

The sun really came out in the west.

In the past, this bitch always asked for money. Why did he suddenly use the word "borrow" today?

He doesn't care how his son spends money outside. His family property can't be lost just by spending money. As long as his son pays attention to it when sleeping with girls, he doesn't suddenly bring him a wild grandson.

Who hasn’t had it?

He also loved to play when he was young, but he restrained himself a little after getting married. After all, his wife's family status is not low, so they still have to worry about each other's face.

"How many?"

"Ten million!"

Upon hearing the number 10 million, Sid immediately frowned.

What is the concept of ten million?

In terms of wages, more than 500,000 people in Boulder City would have to work hard for two or three weeks! And even if calculated in terms of output value, those horses and cows would have to work hard for at least a whole day!

Although chips are numbers to him, they are not waste paper. There is no doubt that this is not a small amount of money. Even if he can get it, he cannot allow his son to be so wasteful.

"You ask the housekeeper to get 200,000 to spend first. If you don't have enough, ask me for it."

Seeing that his father had misunderstood him, Kumit suddenly became anxious, stamped his foot and said.

"Dad! I'm really in need! If you don't believe me, I can write an IOU!"

Sid said glaring at him.

"Did you get into any trouble again? Please tell me the truth and don't make up your own mind again!"

Kumit chuckled.

"No, what's the trouble? Am I that kind of person? Dad, to tell you the truth, I found an opportunity to make money!"

Opportunity to make money?

Sid almost laughed.

Others don't understand his son, but he understands it too well. This guy can't keep any money in his hands.

Putting her hand on his shoulder, Sid said patiently.

"You kid, you are a bit naive sometimes. There are so many evil minds out there, don't let others fool you. Tell your dad, which bastard is trying to make a fool of you?"

Kumit opened his father's hand dumbfounded.

"What! I told you about the opportunity to make a fortune! You know that Ji Xiu, right? He came from Ideal City!"

"Ji Xiu? You mean... Malvern's second son?" It took Sid some time to remember the name of that bastard.

To be honest, he didn't have a very good impression of that kid. He was too reckless in doing things, and to put it more seriously, he didn't have any brains!

Jian Ya could hire two desperadoes to deal with the family, but he decided to set fire to his own cleverness and did it himself like a pig. Jian Ya was so ignorant.

Well, that boy has a smart father, who immediately sent him out of the city. First, he dealt with the militia group, and then found a scapegoat to appease the anger of the residents of the outer city. This finally settled the matter. .

It is true that they can ignore the set of rules on the surface, but there is still a set of unwritten rules that they must abide by.

If you really don’t follow any rules, then it’s not robbery?

If it weren't for the sake of that kid's kiss, Sid would never agree to his son hanging around with that guy every day.

Of course, considering that I have been in Ideal City for five years, and maybe with the help of that old fox in Malvern, I have laid my own foundation locally, it is still worth investing in it to save face.

He planned to find an opportunity to send his youngest son there and establish a relationship in advance so that he could be taken care of there. After getting a large amount of Cr, he also wanted to go there to relax for two days and experience another kind of luxurious life.

Thinking about this, Sid had some thoughts in his mind and said softly.

"...Go to the housekeeper to get two million chips."

Kumit's face suddenly fell in disappointment.

"Huh? Only two million..."

"That's too little for you," Sid angrily slapped the ungrateful boy on the back of the head. "You've never been a master, so you don't know how hard it is to make money! If you spend two million, you'll just get an IOU." Don’t write anything special. Just give me a letter. After you lose money, go to Ideal City to study! The opportunity is so good now that the flight can fly, so you can learn something from me!”

Kumit pursed his lips.

To be honest, he didn't think it was hard to make money.

His good friend is the son of the president of Boulder City Bank, and the son of the big boss Weijia is his loser. Making money is not a matter of time for him.

Moreover, Jixiu has made the plan in detail. They have a detailed and complete plan that can drive the price of S coins sky high!

But time is money, so two million is two million.

When he turns these two million into four million, or even forty million, or four hundred million... I believe this idiot dad will be impressed by him!

While Kumit was dreaming of getting rich, Sid had already gone to his wife Bonnie's place.

Opening the door and walking into the dressing room, he hugged the woman who was sitting in front of the dressing table, with the maid combing her hair.

Although she is already in her forties or fifties, due to good maintenance and bionic technology, she looks almost the same as when she was young, except for some faint lines at the corners of her eyes.

If it was a wastelander, it would probably have been buried in the ground for as long as she was.

"What are you so happy about?" Bonnie's cheeks were slightly red. She glanced at the maid next to her and motioned for her to go out first and close the door.

Sid didn't care if there was anyone next to him. Anyway, he had never tasted the taste of that girl, so he kissed his wife with a smile.

"Honey, we're going to get rich!"

Bonnie scolded.

"Get rich? Aren't we already rich?"

"There will be more money!" Sid sat on the sofa beside him and proudly told the whole story about the agreement he and Easter had reached on the bond.

Dorst agreed to give him half of the cake at the "original price" and gave him professional advice, suggesting that he should allocate half to long and short debts.

He subscribed for 500 million short-term bonds and 1 billion long-term bonds... Although at first he planned to subscribe for all 1.5 billion, after all, buying 100 chips at the issue price of 85 sounded more attractive, but considering [himself] It had to be done so that Gust could earn some money, so he happily nodded and agreed.

The issue price is 85. In other words, he can buy a debt of 1 billion chips with only 850 million chips, and each alliance will pay him 40 million chips in interest!

Of course, what he is worried about is not the interest on every 40 million chips. Only the poor will count on the interest provided by the bank.

He would use a suitable price, such as 1.3 billion or 1.4 billion, to split the debt totaling 1.5 billion and sell it to the chambers of commerce and factory owners in Boulder City.

After all, if he eats meat, he also deserves a sip of broth from them.

Factories and chambers of commerce that have made money from the alliance have plenty of money and will definitely be interested in this value-added transaction.

They will drink this soup.

And you have to drink it!

Thinking about this, Sid couldn't help but feel proud of his genius scheming.

This one in and one out is 100 million!

He only needs to move his fingers to make money in an instant.

An honest man like Kwister, who left the factory to do business, knows nothing about the real "power"!

"I always feel that something is not right. Why would Coster give you this kind of money-making opportunity? Is he a new aristocrat?" After listening to her husband's words, Bonnie still vaguely felt that something was not right.

To put it bluntly, she didn't trust the Wastelanders.

Even if the Wastelanders relied on money to become nobles in the inner city, their blood was still filled with filth and original sin.

Sid was not surprised at all by his wife's concerns. It was impossible for a vase like hers to come into contact with the darkness outside. Looking out of his own window, he could not see even an inch of wasteland.

But he knew it clearly.

He knew better than anyone how desperate the wastelanders outside were, and how long they longed for life in the inner city. For that black card, they can humble themselves in the dust, pick off their dignity and heart and throw it into the frying pan.

"Yes, he is a new noble, and I even helped him get his black card, but the real core power of the inner city still has nothing to do with him. I can get half of the nobles to vote with me, but he still has to Thinking about the ways of the world, ask me which side should I stand on when voting so as not to offend anyone inexplicably. If the inner city wants to gain a foothold, it must rely on us, our family, and the intricate blood vessels of this building. ! You can understand that he is our family dog."

Seeing her husband's confident eyes, Bonnie felt a little more relaxed and put her hand on his shoulder.

"You alone can support this family, so don't be too tired."

She doesn't understand those complicated things.

Her parents protected her well, but by looking at the occasional sadness on the maid's face, the bitterness in her expression when writing letters to her sweetheart, and the sincerity and fear when facing herself, she could still roughly guess what the people outside were doing. It's actually not good.

Holding his arm around his wife's waist, Sid said confidently.

"Don't worry, your husband is not fighting alone. We are a group of people - a group of descendants of noble people who created a new world on the ruins of nothing. And our opponents are just a few people with frozen brains. Rats, and those wastelanders who eat up the trash."

"They don't understand what real strategy is. We saw them all, and they don't even know how many cards we have in our hand."

"We can't lose!"

…

"Hahaha! Those stupid pigs! You don't know how wonderful the expression on that idiot's face was when I told that idiot Sid that he could use 90 chips to buy [100 debts]! It turns out that an elegant person A decent man can really turn from a human into a pig in just one second!”

A certain mansion in Dawn City,

There was a proud and unbridled mockery on Noster's face.

He vividly described to Chu Guang how he tricked the greedy fat pig into the cage he made during the banquet, and lured it step by step to put the rope around his neck.

Chu Guang listened with a smile on his face and clapped softly.

"Wonderful."

"You're exaggerating!"

He suppressed the frivolous smile on his face, and nodded slightly, and continued respectfully, "No matter how wonderful my performance is, I am just an actor on the stage, and it cannot compare to you who designed the entire stage for me."

"Don't be so modest! There's no benefit in flattering me," Chu Guang smiled and continued, "Have you brought anything with you?"

"Here."

Coster clapped his hands gently.

Quickly, his confidant Han Long opened the door and walked in from the study carrying two large suitcases.

At the signal of his boss, Dorster, he placed the suitcase on the empty table on the side of the study room and opened the lock.

There were black and white chips with crown patterns lying in the suitcase, and the face value of these chips was 10,000.

Gust looked at Chu Guang and said respectfully.

"Please take a look."

Chu Guang glanced at Lu Bei, who was standing next to him.

"Go and count them."

"yes!"

Lu Bei nodded cleanly and walked towards the two suitcases.

Although Chu Guang knew that Kost must have counted the chips over and over again and would never dare to lie to him, letting Lu Bei go through the motions would reassure him.

Lu Bei was as before, meticulous about the tasks assigned to him, counting them one by one seriously.

Looking at the young man who was concentrating on counting money, Dongster's expression relaxed a little, and he looked at Chu Guang sitting on the sofa with a smile.

"According to your instructions, I transferred more than half of the bonds to a famous noble in Boulder City. As expected, he will sell these bonds to the factory in Boulder City."

If the result of the last round of inflation was that the wealth of Boulder City was transferred to the hands of the aristocrats who control the power and the businessmen who control the means of production, then this round of inflation caused by subordinated debt will make the people who control production Data merchants have also begun to taste the "sweet bitter fruit".

Those businessmen are the most cunning.

They greedily enjoy the comfortable water of a hot spring, but they are the first to become alert when the water is hot and burns their buttocks.

Therefore, when necessary, they will bring along nobles who are not too smart but strong enough to face external threats together.

Therefore, if you want to harvest them, you have to put more effort into it. First, sell the pieces of meat to the nobles in the inner city, and lend their hands to do this time-consuming and laborious work.

A total of $3 billion in debt is just the beginning.

Neither Gust nor Chu Guang promised Boulder City that this was the last amount of money they would borrow from Boulder City, and that they would not use new debt to repay old debts.

"Actually, there's one thing I'm not quite sure about." East suddenly asked.

"What's the matter?"

"Does the Alliance have an account in Boulder City?" Dongster looked at Chu Guang doubtfully and asked, "Anyway, the chips have to be brought to Boulder City for trading, why not just accept the transfer? But it must be in cash?"

Chu Guang smiled and said casually.

"Because this money is not used to buy things, it is fishing bait. In this game, we can only guarantee our own credit, and it is difficult for others to guarantee it, so I need some off-site cash to cash in our credit." Commitment.”

Chu Guang looked at the suitcase on the table.

According to his instructions, West asked Sid to pay a "deposit" of 20 million chips in advance, and it was a cash transaction, and then sent someone to send the chips to the alliance.

No one dared to ask Sid what he was doing with the money, and 20 million was stuck in a moderate amount, so Boulder City Bank would not be aware of the news in advance.

Half of the 20 million was used to pay the debt of Boulder City Bank, and the other half was given to Malvern to tell that guy that the alliance had even prepared the interest rates.

So don’t think about using debt to blackmail the alliance into making concessions!

Malvern is a smart person, and he will definitely realize that making too much money is equivalent to drinking a lot of bubbles. He will definitely use debt to put pressure on the alliance, either proposing to liberalize the free circulation of chips and silver coins, or asking the alliance to help He found a new home for the excess bubble.

Whether it is allowing chips to cross the bridge and exchange them for Cr, or allowing chips to price the food of the Lion Kingdom and the mineral resources of Xizhou City, these are all means that can achieve the goal.

But Chu Guang couldn't let the cunning fox run away, and even planned to use this opportunity to get them into deeper trouble.

Malvern would never have dreamed that his major shareholder was so impatient and couldn't wait to repay the bottom line for the alliance. He stabbed himself when he didn't know it.

Gust nodded in understanding.

"What about the remaining money? It's not easy to get 830 million chips in cash. This is not a small amount of money. Boulder City Bank will definitely keep an eye on this money. Even if Sid withdraws the cash first, it may not be easy."

Chu Guang smiled and said: "If you don't bring it out, why do I need so much waste paper? We will use this money to buy some things, part of which will be used to repurchase discounted debt, and part of which will be used to purchase production materials. When the time comes, we will tell Maybe I need your help."

Liszt asked with interest.

"What to buy?"

Chu Guang did not reveal it to him, but said it concisely.

"Everything that cannot be bought with the 510 million medium and long-term loan given to us by Boulder City Bank can be bought with this money. Our Ministry of Industry and Ministry of Economic Affairs have made a list. This list has just been discussed. I I can tell you that this thing exists, but I won’t tell you the content in advance.”

Because this is unfair to other competitors.

Liszt planned to sell Boulder City at a good price, and Chu Guang would let him get the benefits he deserved, which was limited to the agreed portion.

The plan coming from the alliance is another matter.

Liszt immediately understood what Chu Guang meant, then stopped asking further questions, smiled relaxedly, and changed the subject of this dangerous topic without leaving any trace.

"Okay, let me know when you need me... But having said that, your efficiency is really high. You have achieved this in just one meeting. Who can the noble men in the inner city eat one more bite of this kind of chicken?" The silly little ones have been noisy for a week, but when they should be more cautious, they are too fast. "

"That's their love."

Looking at Lu Bei who nodded to him, Chu Guang smiled, stood up from the sofa, and shook hands with Liszt, who also stood up.

"But I promise, they all have a share, and they won't miss a bite."

Zheng Tiao held the solid and powerful steel back, and Liszt also smiled and responded respectfully.

"It's my honor to serve you!"

…

Just as the top executives of Boulder City and the alliance were scheming with each other, the three-day celebration had come to an end.

After the night, everyone's life has to return to the normal track, and everyone starts to go to work.

But not many people felt sorry.

Instead, he was full of expectations for Zitian.

Because starting from today, they will only work eight hours of work, and the boss will not deduct their money, but will also pay them more salary. Because the league requires their bosses to cooperate. If they don't cooperate, they will pack up their things and move to the neighbors.

Compared with a market that is growing rapidly and has unlimited potential, what is the increase in human expenditure?

Anyone who is smart can do this math problem.

On the other side, with the help of Fang Chang, Dolly has finished her column.

However, just when she was excitedly planning to tell her boss Hal the good news, she discovered that his boss had arrived from Boulder City.

Moreover, he was accompanied by a large group of subordinates, carrying their luggage in disgrace, looking like they had been kicked out.

The doorstep of my home on the edge of Linghu Lake.

After hearing Hal's explanation, Dolly's eyes widened.

"The newspaper has been disbanded?!"

Hal looked at Dolly with a guilty look on her face and whispered.

"...I'm not disbanding it."

"I know...but why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Dolly clenched her fists angrily.

In order to write that column, she spent almost the entire celebration looking around on the streets of Dawn City, and she didn't even enjoy the celebration.

As a result, when she finished all the work, her boss, who didn't have a job, told her that the job was gone? !

Hal shrank his neck and said guiltily.

"I thought I was going to come here anyway, so I just wanted to tell you face to face... By the way, your arm is healed? Congratulations, it suits you very well."

The distraught Dolly pressed her eyebrows, but he did not change the subject. She was still brooding over the closure of the newspaper.

"But... but... isn't the newspaper invested by the alliance?"

Hal sighed and looked at Dolly who was trying to make a final struggle and said.

"Yes, it is impossible for the alliance's embassy to put pressure on Boulder City for our newspaper. This is their internal business. The alliance does not want to make a fuss over this point... Of course, due to the alliance's face, Boulder City does not It’s hard for us, let’s take everything away. Except for the windows and doors, I packed up everything I could and brought it back, including your desk.”

Dolly looked at him blankly.

"Then...what are you going to do next?"

Hal's expression was slightly complicated, and he looked at the setting sun in the west.

"I plan to take my colleagues to Luoxia Province, where we will start a daily survivor report and expand our business from the Lion Kingdom. Of course...if you don't want to go so far away, you can also go to Dawn City. There is also the "Daily Survivor" here. I talked to the editor-in-chief here and they welcomed us. "

He had read the "Daily Survivor" in Dawn City, but it was not as interesting as the one he ran in Boulder City. After all, it took some skill to argue with Mr. House.

Most of the well-educated people in the alliance will find a unit with better conditions. However, the profitability of newspapers is limited, and editorial positions usually cannot offer very high salaries. Therefore, most of what they write is in Daqian dialect. Some good humor.

However, you can still look forward to their arrival.

After all, the price of advertising will increase with the growth of the economic scale, and good times here will always favor those who are serious about doing business.

The Daily Survivor originated in Boulder.

Their mission is over.

After confessing their future feelings, Hal did not dare to stay for a meal, so he carefully said sorry again and left.

Seeing Dolly coming back from the entrance with a lost look on her face, Fang Chang gently patted her shoulder and comforted her.

"Nothing..."

"But that was a press release that was hard to write..." Dolly's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt unspeakable grievances in her heart.

She believes that there are many things worth learning from the alliance's method. If people's working environment is improved and the residents of Boulder City become rich, more fresh food will spontaneously flow into Boulder City, and Because everyone's strange ideas have become more abundant. Even if we cannot return to the beautiful era of prosperity, we can still make everyone's life better than yesterday.

She didn't like the aristocratic men in the inner city. Having worked as an information dealer, she knew better than anyone how ugly and dirty those people were.

If she could make the lives of the people in Boulder City better, she was willing to put aside her petty hatred and publish the good things she saw in the alliance in the newspaper, even if some of them were just one-sided or even childish ideas.

Some people imagine, some improve, and some try, three people can always do more than one person can do, and no one can come up with a perfect solution from the beginning.

However, what she never expected was that just when she was planning to do these things, "Daily Survivor" was forced to close its doors.

An insult more vicious than sarcasm and ridicule is utter indifference.

"Don't you think it's ironic?" Fang Chang coughed lightly and couldn't help but joked, "The bad wolf with a bad stomach was treated as a guest, but the smart prosecutor lady was thrown away. My beloved, hey, are you a cat?"

Before he could finish his words, Dolly had already bit her teeth.

"You're still teasing me!"

Looking at the tears filling his eyes, Fang Chang suddenly felt a little distressed, although the player did not feel pain.

He reached out his hand, hugged her gently, and touched her head.

"Feel sorry."

"You didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize!"

With tears in her eyes, Dolly sniffed stubbornly, her voice was deep and hoarse, and her heart ached, "You had already guessed that it would turn out like this...right?"

Fang Chang sighed softly.

"If I say I didn't expect it, it would be a lie. It's really beyond my expectation that it happened so quickly."

Dolly looked at him with heartbroken eyes.

"But why! Why do they..."

"The reason behind it may not be as complicated as you think. It may just be that a noble picked one up from a civilian newsstand on a whim one day. They usually don't like to read that stuff, just like they don't usually try it. If you take a sip of watered beer, they will frown...so it's not your fault, there is no need to feel sorry for someone who doesn't deserve it."

Not wanting to make Dolly too sad, Fang Chang continued to comfort her.

"Besides, even if I put aside the concerns of the newspaper, it is quite happy for me to look around on the streets of Dawn City with you, probing around to find out the 'secret recipe' for the rise of the alliance."

This kind of simple happiness is not so easy to obtain in the information age.

In reality, it is so easy for him to know something. He can find out by just moving his fingers or making a few phone calls.

"...But our efforts are meaningless," Dolly lowered her head, "My column...will not be published."

"How could it be? Didn't I say that even lying side by side with you on the lawn and counting the stars is full of meaning? Besides, we have done so many things these days. Whether or not the meaning is meaningful should not depend on whether we have done it or not. It’s up to the person with love to decide.”

Looking into those confused eyes, Fang Chang shook her little hand.

“How about trying to contribute to the Alliance’s Daily Survivor?”

"We care about what they don't care about, and we don't think it's important to what they care about. I believe that the editor-in-chief of "Daily Survivor" will be moved by your meticulous investigation. We need your eyes to discover what is hidden among us." Naguo', and other hidden dangers that we haven't discovered yet. "

The confused colors gradually glowed.

He was happy to see her cheer up. Fang Chang smiled softly and made a harmless joke in his soft voice.

"...It would be a pity to just give up."

"I'm still waiting for the gentle and kind Miss Dolly to make money to support me."

…

After coming out of Liszt's house, Chu Guang ordered Lu Bei to take the brothers of the Guards Regiment to send the chips to the Ministry of Finance, while he went to Linghu North Street where the players gathered, intending to take a look at his little players. What kind of work have they done?

And just when he was passing by the community built by players, he happened to meet Hal who had just come out of Fang Chang's house.

Before he could think of how to explain, Hal originally wanted to hide away, but saw that Chu Guang had already seen him, so he could only step forward and say hello, and before Chu Guang asked, he told him his feelings The whole story was told in detail.

Lowering his head and not daring to look into the manager's eyes, Hal apologized in a low voice.

"I'm sorry...I failed to live up to your expectations and ruined the newspaper."

Looking at his trembling look, Chu Guang happened to be in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Have I told you what my expectations are?"

Hal was stunned for a moment, confusion appearing in his eyes.

Not thinking about it, he scratched his head.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. I just asked you to do this thing. I didn't stipulate how you must do it. But now it seems that this investment has achieved unexpected results. Your choice and decision have made me happy. I feel it’s a great value for money.”

Looking at this confused young man, Chu Guang said with a smile.

"It's a good idea to open a newspaper office in Luoxia Province. Just do whatever you want. When you get back, remember to say hello to your mother for me. By the way, have you eaten?"

Hal came to his senses, his stomach growled, and he shook his head with a red face.

"not……"

"Then let's just go together."

Hal was stunned when he heard this, and then he was flattered and quickly waved away.

"Then, why are you so embarrassed?"

Chu Guang laughed, patted his shoulder and joked.

"What's the point of being embarrassed? Wasn't it me who invited you to the first meal you had in Qingquan City? I didn't see you as embarrassed at that time."

Hal coughed dryly.

"That's different... that's hungry."

And how can it be compared with now!

The alliance has already grown a towering tree, and even its king has to show respect to the alliance's managers.

Not to mention him.

"Just treat it as a farewell before leaving! When you get to the desert, remember to tell the people there what I look like, and stop imagining based on that painting." Looking at Hal who was still embarrassed, Chu Guang smiled. He urged, "Let's go, drink, don't grind!"

It would be disrespectful to refuse any more.

Hal nodded dumbfounded and was pulled to the barbecue stall by Chu Guang.

Many shelter residents are here.

They were not too surprised by the arrival of the manager. Most of them were still busy with their own affairs, and only some idle people came up to say hello.

However, Hal could see that the glib titles they made up did not really regard this adult as an unattainable existence, nor did they have any sinister and ironic meaning. They just hoped to attract him through this kind of performance art. of attention.

But is there any benefit to this?

In fact, they know in their hearts that managers will not favor them because they "flatter" them, right?

Hal didn't know what they wanted to do, he just observed the shelter residents curiously. For him who had been staying in Boulder City, everything here was full of excitement.

After nightfall, the crowd became even louder and melodious music was even played.

People here seemed to be celebrating the last night of the celebration.

They knead cracked-claw crab meat with flour and sprinkle it with spices to make meatloaf, and they gather around the table to share victory drinks and stories about adventures.

They never seem to tire.

The wasteland is not considered at all.

The aroma of oil is more intoxicating than the foam of beer, and what makes people unable to take their eyes away is the rising bonfire and the dancing in front of the bonfire.

And the manager who brought him here didn't know where he was.

Hal, who accidentally drank too much, stared confusedly at the increasingly hazy world in front of him, and softly hummed his newly composed limerick——

"It's great to have lanterns and colorful decorations, and the hyenas also join in the fun, greedy and grabbing the oil pot, crying and laughing."

Just wait and see.

Those arrogant guys.

When he thought about walking in the desert, he could no longer appreciate the mournful expressions of those arrogant men. Hal suddenly felt reluctant to leave this place...

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(There are so many updates that the keyboard is broken, sweat)