This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 539 Countless possibilities for the future (1/2)
When Sperger came to his senses, he was standing in an empty corridor.
That X-16 used some unknown method to avoid everyone without knowing it, took him out of the prison, and also took away the body of the assailant... He didn't attract anyone's attention along the way. Notice.
After leaving the prison, they entered an underground passage, walked a long way, then got on the elevator, and ended up here.
Not far behind him is the elevator door. There is no gap in the cement gray floor under his feet. To his left is a dark gray wall with warm-colored wall lamps.
The Yefeng design gives people a solemn, simple yet elegant style. It is like a palace corridor that combines modernist style.
He has never been to this place.
X-16, who had been following him, disappeared. It was unclear whether he was "invisible" again or left the place completely.
At a loss what to do, Sperger swallowed and muttered nervously.
"What the hell is this place..."
He thought no one would answer, but he didn't expect that a happy voice came from behind.
"Inner City."
The sudden sound startled Sberg, and when he turned around, he found a strange man standing behind him, looking at him and smiling.
"Inner, inner city?!"
"That's right," the man nodded and continued with a smile, "and it's the very center of the inner city, the huge stone building surrounded by countless tall buildings."
"...who are you?"
Sperger looked at the man in front of him.
He wanted to know which noble person came to the rescue.
If the invisible master hadn't entered his room in advance, he would undoubtedly have turned into a corpse.
The man didn't hide it and answered in a relaxed and cheerful tone.
"Ibers."
"Ibos..."
A familiar name.
Siberg frowned and thought for a long time. His eyes suddenly widened and bulged out, and the expression on his entire face changed accordingly.
"Big Stone Army?! Are you the one——"
"That's right, the director and president of Jushi Army." Appreciating the expression on his face, Ibers said with a smile.
Ebbers!
The boss of Jushi Army!
The undisputed number two man in Boulder City!
Siberg was shocked and swallowed unconsciously.
He couldn't imagine how this big shot could be interested in him.
By the way, which number are these?
"Yes...you want to see me?"
However, Ibers's answer exceeded his expectations.
"My love for you ended when I met you for the first time. The person I want to meet you is another real big shot."
As he spoke, he walked forward and passed by Sperger.
"Come with me."
Looking back at Ibers's back, Sberg's heart was as messy as a tangled yarn.
This feeling was like sitting on a train heading into the fog. The train was about to reach the end, but the scenery outside was becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
What made him even more painful was that he had so many things he wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start, or even why he was standing here.
In order to solve the mystery in his heart, he swallowed and followed.
The two of them moved forward and came to a wide door.
The door opened by itself.
Ibbers led him inside.
Stepping forward cautiously, Sperger looked around.
The room was clean, not a speck of dust could be seen on the mirror-like floor, and there were no decorations or furniture around. It was as deserted as a prison cell.
It's just that it's spacious here, and it's quite spacious. It's far from comparable to that small, closed single room.
The only light in the room was a beam of milky-white light shining from the center of the celestial board. There was no other light source.
It was pitch black on all sides, like an abyss without a bottom, and he couldn't see where the boundaries of the room were.
"...Where is this?"
Ibers didn't answer. With a slight shake of his hand, he took out a remote control as if by magic, held it in his hand and pressed it lightly.
The light in the center of the room went out instantly, and Sperger felt like he had fallen into darkness.
However, the darkness did not last long.
The surrounding "walls" were gradually lit up by faint light, and the picture gradually became clearer and clearer. More and more colors replaced the original black and white room.
It was only then that Sberg realized that this was a "panoramic screening room"!
There are similar things in the outer city, where you can watch some movies from the pre-war era, but the tickets are usually so expensive that most people can't afford them.
This screening room seemed to be more exaggerated than the one in the outer city. After all, he heard that the one in the outer city only had a curved screen.
And here.
From the walls to the floor, to the heads of the two people, and even to the surrounding air - every inch of space was filled with brighter and brighter light particles, as if they were taken to another time and space.
Buildings and streets began to pop up.
Then the field of view spread outward, showing the outline of the giant wall.
The surging crowd gradually appeared on the street, their outlines became clearer and clearer, and the deafening shouts gradually came closer.
Sberg suddenly came to his senses. What was shown here was the outer city of Boulder City - the main road leading from the giant wall gate to the inner city!
One after another, imaginary people with light and shadow walked towards him.
They stood side by side, arms hooked together, forming an endless torrent. They were filled with righteous indignation and rage, shouting something in unison, and walked towards the group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons and power armor who were waiting in a row with sloppy but determined steps.
It's as if they can't see themselves.
Their gazes passed through him, passing through his chest, like sharp daggers, pointing directly at the inner city behind him.
Siberg swallowed, and a trace of panic suddenly appeared in his dazed pupils.
This was certainly not because of those simple anger. He had stood with them from beginning to end, and of course he could feel that none of that anger was directed at him.
Only a true coward fears the wrath of ordinary people.
What really frightened Sperger was that he saw himself lying on the white cloth in the middle of the huge crowd - although the face was blurred by blood, there was no doubt that it was his body!
I……
Is he already dead?
Sberg touched his face blankly, trying to find something real from this illusory world.
The tidal wave of sound gradually became clearer.
People's faces are getting closer.
He saw familiar faces, and he remembered their names. Although most people couldn't pronounce their names, as long as he called "friend", they would all agree.
At this moment, they roared.
‘Shoot! ’
‘Cowards! ’
‘Look us in the eye! ’
Looking away from the illusory but real picture, Sberg looked at Ibers in horror.
"...You faked my death?"
No wonder they didn't allow themselves to say goodbye to their friends!
These people faked their own deaths!
But why?
Ibbers suddenly laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, why should I do that kind of thing? And when you say 'you', who specifically are you referring to? Is it me who we met for the first time? Or is it the adult I've never met before? Or... A black card friend whom I’ve never met?”
Sperger had a look of confusion on his face.
Stopping his laughter, Ibbers said softly.
"The picture you saw did not actually happen. It is just a 'possibility', one of the countless hypotheses deduced by the computer... Of course, it will happen in a few seconds, maybe only 1 second. ”
"I'll call it the 'A ending' for now."
Sberg looked at Ibbers blankly.
From the beginning, he couldn't understand what this guy was talking about.
"What's the meaning?"
Not surprised by his confusion, Ibbers continued lightly.
"Aren't you a storyteller? Then use your talent. If I had not intervened and X-16 had not entered your room in advance, you would have died in prison fighting a killer, and It's an extremely miserable death - it's entirely possible. After all, the killer wants you to die, but also wants you not to die so quickly. It's hard for those idiots to find such a twisted guy. "
"Then, when the angry people see your twisted body, they will occupy the prison and lift you high. Everyone in the entire settlement will become friends... In fact, you have already occupied a large area of land. Just like a prison, the warden there will not resist you at all, and will even stand with you silently."
Sberg's Adam's apple moved.
"Then what?"
He wanted to know what happened next.
"Then, just like what I have posted countless times before." Ibers raised his chin and pressed the continue play button nonchalantly.
The images in the room continued to move.
After the crowd crossed the cordon, the commander of the militia gave the order to fire. The bravest people walked in the front and were the first to die. The people behind started to run away. Those who hesitated were caught between the dead and cowards. Innocent people also began to fall.
There were countless casualties in the crowd, and the streets were stained red with blood. The children were crying on the bodies of their parents, but they were taken away as young friends. Those cowards were really scared. They would rather kill one by mistake than let one go. After all, the seeds of hatred are invisible, and it is impossible to stop the sound of gunfire.
The nobles quickly declared the Friendship Association illegal, and the gates of the outer city and the inner city fell heavily. A large number of mercenaries were mobilized - or bribed, and formed a search team to enter the industrial area to arrest the members of the Friendship Association. However, the word "friend" cannot be written on the face, which is much harder to recognize than a predator who is keen on cannibalism, which has led to many tragic tragedies.
Some people who had confiscated money also began to spontaneously join the search teams, using lynching to avenge their former enemies, or simply rob the finances legally, or simply vent their hopes suppressed by order. A gesture that was not allowed on weekdays was tacitly allowed by the nobles at this moment, because they were more afraid of invisible and intangible ghosts than a few vicious dogs.
The first to die become the luckiest, and they die heroically and gloriously. The coward who ran away will regret why he did not choose a happy death.
㳔At that time, living was the real hell...
When the battle is over, the gate to the outer city will open again, and new survivors will flow in to take the place of the residents of the outer city. The blood-stained streets have long been washed clean, and the gate to the inner city will be reopened depending on the situation. , no wastelander will care about the past of a certain settlement, just like they will think about the future.
After twenty or thirty years of silence, everyone will return to the original point, as if nothing happened.
After all, most people in the wasteland only live for twenty or thirty years. Only nobles can probably live longer, but usually not too long.
After watching the sequel to ending A, Sperger's lips trembled.
He couldn't accept that this was the end of them.
What he couldn't accept even more was that this kind of love had been repeated countless times.
No one ever told him it would be like this!
He had to stop them!
There must be... there must be a better way!
"...You are lucky. Because of my intervention, your friends only suspected that you were dead. Although the amount of bleeding was definitely enough to cause death, they did not see your body."
"The warden tried to persuade them to calm down. The murderer who heard your story before shouted that he wanted to fight the noble master to the death, but your friends did not trust these two people. After all, they have their own positions. Now , your guys are still arguing about whether to push the destroy button and smash this mess once and for all.”
Ibbers admired the changing expressions on his face and suddenly said.
"I asked if there is a possibility that the killer was actually sent by the alliance's managers."
"Absolutely impossible!" Sperger replied without hesitation, his eyes extremely firm, like a burning torch.
Without denying his judgment, Ibers continued slowly.
"Well, in our deduction, this probability is not impossible. He only needs a small price to solve the 'trouble' of Boulder City, right? In fact, I am also curious as to why this possibility exists. sex."
"According to my observation, that man has never played tricks, but he is not good at it. His strengths are actually conspiracy and dueling. Logically speaking, this man disdains the use of assassination. It should be Something we don't understand interferes with our 'probabilities'."
Siberg stared at him and said seriously.
"The machine is not omnipotent. Maybe the machine you calculated is broken."
The assembly line occasionally gets stuck.
Even without intentional sabotage, machines break down on their own from time to time.
Ibbers suddenly smiled.
"You are right, of course this possibility exists. And actually there is another possibility. It was not Chu Guang who took action, but someone else. After all, Boulder City is not the only survivor colony in the wasteland. I’m not bragging, there are still many people who covet the treasure in our hands.”
Legions, corporations, academies...even the Great Rift Valley itself.
All the old members of the post-war reconstruction committee abide by an ancient oath not because they have extremely high moral standards, but because there is something that endorses the oath and makes it a real contract.
Of course, after so many years, it’s hard to say how much of a deterrent that thing is. Maybe the old rulers were just too lazy to pay attention to these cockroaches begging for life in the wasteland, and they didn’t really think that these things were from the garbage heap of history. The "order" you picked up can do a lot of work...but this is another time.
…
"We have deduced thousands of possibilities, not just the A ending you see, but also this... let's call it the B ending." Ibers pressed the remote control, and the screen turned, and the two The man stood at the door of the beer hall.
Time seems to go back to the beginning of the month, when Siberg was first arrested.
Sperger looked at Alec and Kent, leading the guards towards the group of people at the entrance of the tavern. A fierce conflict broke out as soon as the two sides came into contact.
They are like burning powder keg, everyone is
Two hundred people rushed towards the dozen or so guards in an aggressive manner.
Kent was beaten to death on the spot, Alec ran away without saying a word, Phillips fired... and Sperger himself seemed to be the unlucky guy again, his brain was blown open by a bullet.
However, this time the casualties were kept to a limited extent.
The gunfire in the beer hall only spread through a few streets. People knew that several brave young men died that day and felt sad for their deaths. Even Vijia shed a few tears in a pretentious manner, but that was all. And 㦵.
People die every day in this city, and their deaths are no different from others. Later, Mr. House said on the radio that they were thugs who killed a loyal young man named Kent. Some people slowly I started to think so too.
Boulder City has successfully survived the superficial crisis. The predators will eat people to survive the winter. It also eats some people, but with the help of human beings. The death notice was delayed for a while, but the bomb was not defused. Instead, it was buried deeper and more.
We don’t know when the next crisis will come, but it will definitely be more severe than this one, and it will definitely come.
Reckoning will eventually come.
"Is there any difference this time?" Sperger swallowed.
He couldn't say whether this was considered a "Tuo ending".
He died.
The friends who were the first to unite died.
But because of their deaths, the vast majority of people in this city survived...at least those innocent people did not have to die.
They are not the only ones doing cheap work in this settlement. There are also many well-dressed gentlemen and tender-hearted girls on the bustling streets. Most of them neither have black cards, nor have they ever bullied anyone, and have even suffered the injustice of life. They just endure and live an ordinary life in a less twisted settlement in the wasteland.
Sberg does not love those innocent people, after all, they have never loved him. He is willing to die for the manager, because he feels that that is actually good, but those glamorous guys are not worthy yet.
But if he was asked to kill them, he couldn't do it. Because humans are not rational animals in the first place, and only a few are awake all the time.
"You may not believe it. In fact, there is only one small difference between this B ending, which is a sage, and the 'A ending where a few sects become reality' that you just watched."
"...What is the difference?"
"You had an idea, little clever girl, and it happened to save yourself."
Looking at the confused Sberg, Ibers smiled slightly and continued in a bard-like tone.
"Drunk Bol took off his belt, but instead of humiliating Stephen and his family, he broke off his black card and turned around to unite those who had been bullied by Stephen. In the B ending corresponding to 'Maybe In "Sex", you wrote a completely different story. You did not mention the Friendship Club, but instead described in detail how Stephen's wife and daughter fell into the abyss of "happiness", and how painful and desperate Stephen was... …The awakening brought Boer not only the power of revenge, but also the adoration of girls.”
"Your friends actually prefer to read stories like this."
Sperger blushed. He had indeed thought about it this way.
After all, it was about to snow, but Mr. Weijia fooled them with an IOU. On the way home, he was humiliated by Kent again.
It's true that he is a coward, but a coward is not a fool. He is angry and needs to vent his emotions.
But he didn't expect that there would be only a few old newspapers between the A ending, where hundreds of thousands of people died, and the B ending, where only a few dozen people died.
"That's it?!"
"Yes, that's it. And...you actually wrote a little bit, didn't you? You just stopped writing in the end. Our calculations are not based on assumptions, and we need samples for deduction."
Looking at the red-faced and dumbfounded Sberg, Ibers smiled and read softly like a poem.
"...'Boll is the awakened one. He has the strength. Of course he can do this. No one can stop him.'"
Listening to others read what he had written, Sperger's ears turned red. This was of course different from what he felt when he read it himself.
He coughed violently, interrupting Ibers's rereading.
"That's enough! I know! Don't read it anymore!"
Ibbers smiled without any malice and continued jokingly.
"It's a pity that my machine doesn't know how to write specifically. It just gives an abstract description... I actually like the unwritten story of Wei Qi. How about you write it out when you have time."
Sperger said with a blush.
"That's enough. No matter what, it's just a vulgar novel... I don't think it has such a big influence."
Seeing the disbelief in his eyes, Ibers said softly.
"That's right, it's just a vulgar novel. It's amazing, isn't it? Although it's just the story of 'Boll the Awakener', for the co-workers who have seen such a thing as a 'book' for the first time, his words and deeds are It almost became the guiding ideology for their actions.”
"After all, most of their heads are like paper. They immediately believed what House said, but they immediately stopped believing it after they found out that House was lying. Simple good and evil, right and wrong, are what most people think about every day. You will think of it, it is just like a single-core CPU...ah, you may not realize what a great or evil thing you have done. Although this is not your alone, it will be for future generations. It should give you a relatively objective evaluation.”
"That's enough, I don't care about that kind of thing. By the way, why do you want to show me these things...Whether it's ending A or B, it didn't actually happen, right?" Sberg stared at the maniac in front of him. The guy said nervously, "Aren't you going to take me to meet someone? Let him come quickly. After meeting him, I want to go back to see my friends. They must be anxious."
He suddenly became a little afraid of the guy in front of him.
Is this guy really a human?
Or is he just like X-16, something that looks similar to a human being? Otherwise, how could he still laugh at this critical moment?
Sberg didn't know what the "uncanny valley effect" was, but he could feel the real sense of disobedience, which was getting stronger and stronger.
Ibers looked at the nervous Sperger and smiled, then happily spoke.
"Well, of course, the big shot is coming soon. But he is always late. This habit has been with him for a long time. Don't expect him to suddenly be punctual."
After a pause, he continued.
"As for why he brought you here, that's what he meant. You may not be able to understand that feeling... In short, after watching so many repetitive movies, he is almost a little bored."
Moreover, this time is different from the past.
According to the calculation results, after entering "Ending A", the gate to the outer city will not be opened again after it is closed.
Just like a person's self-healing ability has a limit, Boulder City's self-healing ability also has a threshold.
Once that threshold is exceeded, the settlement enters a downward spiral. This situation usually does not occur spontaneously; rather, there is interference from outside forces that break the rules.
Logically speaking, that adult should not interfere. Boulder City also has its historical mission, and completing its historical mission is actually a glorious thing.
All things move from life to death, and from death to life. This is the normal state of nature. There is no escape from the fate of repeated rise and fall. If there is an era of prosperity, there must be an era of wasteland.
It's just a matter of time.
However, that adult was still too "kind" after all, so he pressed the pause button one second before the powder keg was about to explode.
It's cheap for these people.
A smile tugged at the corner of Ibbers' lips.
He suddenly thought of something and continued.
"...Ah, anyway, the game is over, you lose. I have an important meeting, so I can't stay here with you."
After glancing at his watch, Ibers threw the remote control to Sperger and smiled slightly when he saw the latter catching it hurriedly.
"Let's play with it. Before he comes here, you can read it as much as you can. Maybe it contains the happy ending of your dream?"
"Although in those endings, you and your friends are not the protagonists."
This screening room stores countless "future possibilities" calculated by computers, and there are no corresponding choices.
And all the things that have happened here in the past years...
These are valuable "materials".
Looking at the stunned Sberg, Ibers asked in a teasing tone.
"... By the way, can a guy like me, who has been working as a coolie for a century and a half and hasn't received a penny in salary, be considered a worker?"
Sberg was stunned.
This was beyond his knowledge.
No one he knew had such a special case, and no one could live for a century and a half, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.
etc……
A century and a half? !
Siberg stared at the guy in front of him in surprise, as if he had realized something.
Ibers didn't give him time to think, and seemed to be convinced that he couldn't know the answer. He just laughed and disappeared from the room...
…
Dawn City.
In the manager's office of the Alliance Building, Yan Yan reported to Chu Guang the commotion currently taking place in Boulder City with a solemn expression.
This commotion was obviously a follow-up to the arrest half a month ago.
Just as Chu Guang predicted.
Once the fuse is inserted into the powder keg, someone with itchy hands is bound to ignite it, whether intentionally or accidentally.
"That day, Sberg returned to the cell as usual, and then there was the sound of fighting inside. The workers and the jailer rushed over immediately, but they only saw a pool of blood in the room, a lot of blood... Our embassy staff Entrusted to your residents, managed to get the photos.”
Chu Guang stared at the photos on the VM screen, frowning tightly, and suddenly raised his head to ask Yu.
"No body?"
"Don't say there is no body... Boulder City did not admit that he was dead at all. Instead, they said that he escaped from prison, but then changed their story and said that he had been transferred. They have bigger troubles and have no time to deal with this small matter. Even if this matter It’s still fermenting,” Yi Yan sighed and continued, “After hearing about Sberg’s experience, now more than 90% of the workers in Boulder City have joined the Workers’ Association, and they want to go to the inner city together. Ask for an explanation."
Chu Guang asked Yu with a frown.
"What is their demand?"
Yu Yan continued to talk about Yu.
"If Sperger is dead, they want to see his body, and if he's alive, the inner city has to turn him over."
A very simple request.
It's not too much.
However, the nobles in the inner city are currently busy with another matter crazily, so it is natural that they cannot hear these simple wishes.
"So is he dead or not?"
"I tend to think that he is dead...after all, with the amount of blood loss, I don't believe he can still be alive." Qi Yan cautiously expressed his judgment.
㱗In his opinion, the nobles in the inner city are indeed not smart. Even a diplomat like himself, who is new to business, knows that they should do things cleanly and neatly.
If you just let someone know the news silently, there may not be such a big reaction, but they will do some inconsistent things.
I didn't want him to leave his body behind, but I also wanted to make such a bloody scene with such a big fanfare. Looking back, I regretted that I didn't do anything at the beginning. In the end, this arrogance harmed everyone.
Of course, what the final result will be is not up to him as an outsider, and what he sees may not be the full picture of the matter.
The league can't decide where things will go.
Only Sberg's friends, those in the Workers' Union, had the power to decide what they were going to do next.
Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while.
He actually wanted the man who read the newspaper to survive, otherwise he wouldn't have invited him to the league as a guest. The story of Bol the Awakener was born in Boulder City, but it does not only belong to this small settlement. There are many small but important survivors like him in the wasteland who need to be encouraged.
But one thing comes to another, and this is ultimately Boulder City’s own business.
Suddenly, Chu Guang opened his eyes.
"I've actually been confused about one thing."
Yan Yan: "What happened?"
"The Lord of Boulder City," Chu Guang thought for a moment, "I thought at first he simply didn't care about us, but I didn't expect that he didn't just care about us."
Yan Yan frowned, trying to understand the manager's words.
Suddenly, he thought of something and opened his eyes wide.
"Do you think there is a possibility... that this matter is actually related to the city lord?"
There are many nobles in Boulder City, but there is only one city lord. When he is mentioned, even the most arrogant noble will show some respect.
Theoretically, this settlement is owned by a guy who is "all-powerful".
"I don't know," Chu Guang shook his head, "I'm no less confused than you... To be honest, so far, our plan has not only gone smoothly, but also gone a little too far. I have endured it several times. I can’t help but want to put on the brakes.”
Yan Yan said in a low voice.
"Then...what do you think we should do now?"
Chu Guang thought for a while and then spoke.
"I feel something big is going to happen. Let the people from the embassy evacuate first and bring the sleeping cabin and necessary equipment. I will arrange for the staff of the refugee home and some residents of the shelter to go to the gate of Jubi to meet them. them."
Boulder City is a good "hand village". Those diplomats are valuable talents who have been trained and cannot be destroyed for no reason.
Once a life is lost, the situation will escalate further, and it will not end well at that time.
Yan Yan nodded and said seriously.
"I'll do it right now!"
Watching Yan Yan leave, Chu Guang was about to call Luka and tell him that he could start arranging the things he had planned for a rainy day.
But at this moment, there was another knock on the door that had just been closed by Minister Chen. This time it was Charlie, the president of the Merchant Guild, who came in.
Seeing his solemn expression, Chu Guang didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.
"What happened?"
"President Mel from Boulder City would like to meet with you." Old Charlie reported truthfully.
Melbourne?
Chu Guang was not surprised that this guy wanted to see him.
He estimated that Boulder City Bank might not be able to hold on anymore, and after much deliberation, the only way left was to beg himself.
Chu Guang was suddenly curious about how Mr. Moore planned to explain the run on Boulder City during this period and the city hall's interception of export goods.
"When does he want to make an appointment?"
Old Charlie said respectfully.
"He's already downstairs!"
…
The gate of Boulder City used to be deserted and full of snow in winter, but this winter was uncharacteristically lively and lively like a festival.
The road from the entrance of the Far Wind Hotel to the checkpoint at the main entrance of Jubi was almost choked with crowded stalls.
Merchants leading two-headed oxen came and went, and mercenaries and tourists in strange clothes were mixed among them. These wastelanders were like hyenas wandering around the ruins. They all smelled the smell of rotting corpses in the air, and they couldn't wait to come over and take a bite...
"...I can understand that cereals, sausages and jerky are in demand, but why is soap so popular?" Passing by a stall, Ye Shi saw a few big characters written on the sign and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
The barter only includes grains, sausages, dried meats, and soap.
The only money required is silver coins, Cr and dinars.
Some stalls went even further. They simply glued chips onto a wooden board and drew a red cross to indicate that they did not want this garbage.
This is not Boulder City, and most merchants are not from here at all. Naturally, no one will care about them if they do this.
The wind next to you glanced at the stall next to you and said casually.
"The shelf life is very long, the volume is small, it is easy to carry, the demand is stable, it can solve hygiene problems, and it can wash everything." In a period when consumer goods are scarce, cheap and good soaps will be more specialized than shampoos and shower gels. Segmented products are more popular and easier to price. After all... in the most extreme case, fragrance, brand value and user experience cannot be sold at a premium."
Ye Shi touched his head.
"It makes sense."
If people don't take a shower for a long time, the smell will be worse than that of animals. This is not only a matter of hygiene and sanitary sanitation, but also exposing the smell to the wasteland is a very dangerous thing.
Experienced hunters will identify their prey through scent, and some experienced traders will avoid danger by smelling the corpse smell of predators.
"Wow, Uncle Fengfeng knows a lot!"
Jiujiu nodded enthusiastically, with an expression of someone who had learned something. Ye Shi heard it, but couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Uncle Guangfeng!"
After glaring awkwardly at the brothers and sisters, Kuang Feng shut his mouth and stopped talking. Seeing this, Lao Yi beside him smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"It's okay, brothers, let these two little ones be happy for a while. After a dozen or so, we will all be old people."
Realizing that she was speechless for a moment, Jiujiu rolled her eyes and said weirdly.
"It's okay! We don't talk about the game outside of the game, and the game characters won't change. You will definitely still be handsome little brothers in ten years!"
Lao Dong was amused by her words and said with a smile.
"Hahaha, it would be great if our Ye Shi had your emotional intelligence! No, I almost forgot, you are a family."
Ye Shi, who was cheerful a second ago, suddenly became unhappy when he heard this.
"Damn it, why do I have no emotional intelligence!"
Storm coughed.
"Just think you have it."
Ye Shi: "Damn! Just think of it as if I have it!"
Lao Ji: "Hahaha!"
The group of people walked towards the gate of Boulder City noisily, joking with each other, as if they came from the wasteland.
But this time it was different from usual.
Due to the addition of Jiujiu, the "troller" who came to join in the fun, the three buddies were more reserved in joking with each other. They were embarrassed to refer to each other as father and son, and the topics they talked about were more elegant and easy-going.
These days, the dog managers of the cattle and horse herds basically spend their time away from Boulder City.
Fang Chang got a large sum of chips from nowhere, and with the cooperation of Fred, the "big traitor", he bought several factories that supplied Jushi Military Industry.
The Niumajiu group not only digs with equipment, but also digs with people and equipment.
Especially for some skilled craftsmen and old master craftsmen, they not only provide one person's settlement allowance, but also help make arrangements for the whole family.
Those generous conditions not only moved those who were poached, but even the bosses who helped them with the hoe were envious.
䀴So far, all the Niumajiu group has paid is some increasingly worthless chips and a small amount of silver coins.
Yes.
Although chips are becoming less and less valuable, they are official currency after all, and you still need chips to buy things in Boulder City.
Transactions of some production materials are still based on chips and accounts, and there is almost no price increase.
You can even negotiate a "discount".
This is one of the typical symptoms of an overheated economy. Although commodity prices continue to rise, the means of production for producing commodities have entered a stagflation cycle ahead of schedule.
The profiteers in Boulder City are often very generous and are willing to take the initiative to sell high-quality assets at a discount or even break their bones. However, in exchange, they will often hint to the buyer and ask for an additional "tip" in 㳎Cr or silver coins.
For those stingy people who are only willing to give them chips, no one in the circle of profiteers in Boulder City will pay attention to them.
After all, no one is stupid.
Smart people can still recognize what real money looks like.
Compared with those wastelanders who pretend to be stupid and want to take advantage, the buyers of the alliance appear to be too generous when dealing with these problems.
Therefore, what the profiteers in Boulder City like most are guests from the Alliance.
After finally squeezing to the gate of Boulder City, Lao Yi took out his chips and was about to pay the city entry tax, but was pushed back by the militiaman standing at the gate.
Lao Dong frowned slightly and looked at the man and asked.
"What's the meaning?"
The man said expressionlessly.
"Someone is causing trouble in the city. No one will be allowed in today. I won't stop you from entering, but I don't know when you can come out."
After a pause, he gave a meaningful warning.
"Something happened inside, don't blame us for not warning you."
Ye Shi raised his eyebrows.
Joke.
He lives for three days!
Will he be someone who is afraid of getting into trouble?
However, as soon as he raised his feet to step forward, he was pulled back by Lao Yi and Guangfeng beside him, and was dragged to a place more than ten meters away.
"Damn it! Are you so scared?!"
Looking at the wide-eyed Ye Shi, Guangfeng said calmly.
"Calm down...if my guess is correct, something big must have happened in Boulder City."
Lao Ji also nodded seriously.
"Well, Fang Chang's group mentioned this before. Maybe the worst case scenario has happened... I have to go in, but at least I have to find out what happened inside first."
Kuangfeng: "Go to the official website forum and ask?"
Lao Ji glanced around.
"Let's split up and ask the NPCs nearby... there may be news that other players haven't found yet."
Looking at the two people communicating, Ye Shi was stunned for a moment.
"Wait a minute, what did that bitch Fang Chang say again? Why don't I know you?"
Kuang Feng rolled his eyes.
"Go to the small group and crawl the chat history by yourself!"
Jiujiu, who was next to her brother, didn't speak. She stood aside obediently and listened quietly, but her eyes shone with excitement.
Good guy!
Is something big going to happen?
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