Ark, I became an NPC in the online game

"What do you want to do knowing my name?"

"Repay the favor."

Xia Yuan was amused by the girl's words. He had only done a trivial thing.

"My code name is Pioneer." Xia Yuan smiled, "Okay, go home quickly. Your task for the next two days is to take care of mom. Got it?"

"understood."

The black-haired girl nodded, her golden eyes looking at Xia Yuan's face, as if she wanted to remember him deeply in her heart, and then left with the woman who stood up.

This was just a small episode in daily life, but it allowed Xia Yuan to see the current situation of the Tara people.

They have no dignity and no status. They are bullied by the people of Victoria but they cannot and dare not fight back because they are losers.

Is it difficult to be fair? Xia Yuan frowned unconsciously. Can't there be a mobile city that can accommodate all kinds of people and does not discriminate?

It seems that in his impression, only Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals treats ordinary people and infected people equally, and there is no discrimination against employees working within the company based on their background... But that is a company, not a country.

Xia Yuan sighed. As he walked on this land, the problems not only did not decrease, but increased instead. This was naturally a delight for him as a player. After all, as long as Terra was in chaos, there would be more missions and weapons would be more expensive - this was the fun of players who were always looking for chaos.

However, as a pioneer walking on this land, Xia Yuan felt deeply the same way. Every country and region has its own problems, and these problems, when magnified, can completely change the entire landscape of Terra.

As a butterfly, he has already flapped his wings... The storm won't come so soon, right? Then why bother playing? Just remake it.

After returning home, Xia Yuan was full of worries. The affairs of the Tara people made him think of many things. He was now thinking about the original plot in the game, trying to remember what important content was in the file archives intercepted by the players.

"You look tired, what happened?"

The door was opened by Sister Jian Yu. She was wearing decent casual clothes, and her long golden hair was still a little wet. She looked like she had just taken a shower.

"Senomi spent the afternoon playing in the hotel and went to bed early today...You looked a little strange during dinner. Did the deal fall through? Or are you out of stock?"

"In your eyes, I'm just a businessman, right?" Xia Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Mace chuckled, "The boss is finally smiling now. At least his expression is much better than before."

She sat down next to Xia Yuan, holding a can of beer in her hand, crossed her legs, and put one hand on the sofa. "Do you mind sharing with me, what did you experience before dinner, boss?"

Xia Yuan raised his head slightly. There was nothing to hide in this matter, so he immediately told about the conflict between the Tara people and the mounted police.

Mace seemed to be lost in thought. She was from Leitania, but she had stayed in Casimir much longer than in Leitania, and had only heard a little about the history of Victoria. When she heard about the attitude of the Victorians towards the Tara people, she sighed softly.

As the noble class of Tara, they did not seek the welfare of the people of Tara, but resented how much more "inheritance tax" they had to pay compared to ordinary Victorian nobles. They were paralyzed by their salaries and willing to be the running dogs of the government. They were the beneficiaries of the noble compradors. The people of Tara worked under them and did not have the same rights as ordinary Victorians. They invited poets only in the hope that the powerful people of Victoria would pay attention to their voices.

The corruption of Victoria is irreversible, and conflict will break out sooner or later. Because Tara's country has long been destroyed, with the oppression of the Victorian government outside and Tara sucking the blood of compatriots inside, if they don't fight, what awaits them is only destruction.

What can the people of Tara do? In the future, the infected have Rhodes Island and the Reunion Movement, the Sarkaz have the siblings Theresis and Theresia, and the people of Leitania have the twin queens.

Who else can save the people of Tara?

"Boss, what do you want to do?"

"There's nothing we can do at the moment." Xia Yuan said softly, "The Tara people are nominally residents of the Victoria Empire. Although their treatment is not as good as a pet dog in the rich area, their status is there."

"To reduce the conflict, one-sided avoidance will only encourage the arrogance of the RCMP, but if resistance cannot effectively impact the RCMP, it will make their situation more precarious."

“There is no solution.”

Jian patted Xia Yuan's shoulder and sighed, "There are so many dark things in this land. I wanted to draw my sword and rush into the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, but I knew it was meaningless."

"You saved me, Xia Yuan. I believe you can save more people in the future."

"Thank you."

After finishing his beer, Jian stretched lazily with satisfaction, "I'm going to rest now, boss, don't stay up late."

"Ah."

After Jian left, Xia Yuan slowly closed his eyes, thought about his worries for a while, then got up to wash.

The next day, he went to the factory in northern Oak Forest County, where he spent a little money and, after paying some Victorian gold coins, he successfully rented a small studio.

It was not difficult for Xia Yuan to observe that there were not only Victorians working in this factory, but also Tara people who were hated by the Victorians. The two groups of people were divided into two factions, which were clearly separated in the factory and no one spoke to each other.

Xia Yuan started to make basic equipment in his own workshop.

Victoria's Military Academy is very famous, and most of the mission reward equipment here are equipment discarded by the army. He remembered that there were drawings of military uniforms and protective gear. It is said that when in Rome, do as the Romans do. In Victoria, he also has to absorb the advantages of Victoria's military uniforms.

Putting aside the attributes, it is really handsome. Both male and female players look very energetic when wearing it. Some people who like RP wear this clothes and stroll around the streets every day, thinking of themselves as part of the army, just to show off this clothes.

However, he was not a tailor, which meant that it was impossible for him to sew a military uniform from scratch. The only thing he could do was to buy second-hand, discarded military uniforms and reprocess them.

There is no such restriction on weapons. He began to create military spears, shields and swords that were exactly the same in style as those of the Victorian Army. Compared with the armed configuration of the Victorian Army, the durability of the equipment that Xia Yuan had handled was always very high.

He also wants to continue tinkering with drawings related to machinery. The most important thing is to complete his task of becoming a mechanic. With the availability of drones, Xia Yuan is considering adding new modules.

After being promoted, he may be able to create a mechanical body that can perform simple functions according to commands - in the words of the players, it is the small car inside the Rhodes Island Pharmaceutical Company. However, the car is equipped with AI, which can consciously perform different tasks according to different situations. The AI ​​thinking inside the car needs to be programmed by engineers, and the skills are very cumbersome.

What he could then create was a drone with simple thinking that could perform simple tasks... so he wouldn't have to click on the display on his arm one by one.

Most of the products produced by the factories in Oak Forest County are gathering tools and furniture. Xia Yuan has no interest in getting close to the bosses of the factories, so these blueprints are of no use to him.

When he listened to the conversation of the factory workers, he found that the Tara people's wages were only half of those of the Victorians, and the Victorian workers did not think it was a problem. The Tara people just had gloomy faces and said nothing... Although the factory wages were okay, it was difficult for them to make ends meet after the wages were halved.

A few days later, the factory welcomed a group of new workers. Xia Yuan stretched and looked out at the window of the workshop and found that there were a lot of Tara people. These "cheap labor" were the favorites of the factory owner.

In the crowd, he found a short figure.

"You are not an adult yet, and you come to work before you reach adulthood?" The factory foreman was a Victorian. He frowned and looked at the girl standing alone among the Tara people with dissatisfaction. Although child labor was not illegal and their wages were very low, there were already many children in the factory, most of whom were Victorians. It was already hard enough to take care of Victorian children, and now there was a Tara person?

He is a Victorian, so naturally he has to consider things from the Victorian perspective. After this Tara child comes in, the Tara people will send their own children in. This precedent must not be allowed.

"I can work, I will work hard." The black-haired girl tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, biting her silver teeth slightly, and her dirty little face showed eagerness and desire, "Please... My mother is sick and can't work, my father is out hunting, and there is no food at home..."

"Tsk, what does your mother's illness have to do with us?"

The factory foreman felt that the meaning was unclear, and he snorted, "The factory is not a place where anyone can come in, so you should go home early, little brat."

The black-haired girl knelt on the ground, saying nothing.

The factory foreman felt that the Tara people's eyes were a little strange, and snorted coldly, "Just do your own things!"

Then he looked at the black-haired girl again. "It's useless even if you kneel here for a whole day. Get lost, Victoria, you are really unlucky with your foul language."

The black-haired girl gritted her teeth and said nothing. She looked almost pitiful. The Tara people around her couldn't bear it and looked away. They clenched their fists, lowered their heads and said nothing.

This is the sadness of the people of Tara. The workers dare not stand up for her because they are afraid that they will lose their hard-earned jobs after speaking up. Although the salary is meager, at least there is a possibility of survival.

"what happens?."

The factory foreman glanced over and smiled immediately, "Mr. Messenger, why are you here?"

Xia Yuan shook his head, and the factory foreman coughed. "This Tara kid wants to work in the factory no matter what, but we don't accept kids here anymore. Look how stubborn she is. She's still kneeling here."

"Oh..."

He looked at the black-haired girl, then glanced at the silent Tara people around him, and said calmly, "I just happen to be in need of a child who can help me. Why don't you hand her over to me? I will be responsible for her salary and safety."

"Mr. Messenger...Okay." The factory foreman threw away a hot potato and nodded to Xia Yuan, thinking that it was probably Sakota's kindness that came out.

He didn't care what happened next and just let the two of them have their way.

Xia Yuan came to the girl and found that she was the black-haired film girl he met a few days ago.

The black-haired girl raised her head and looked at Xia Yuan with her golden eyes, blinking. After a moment, she lowered her head again, "Thank... Thank you, Pioneer brother."

"You're welcome. Let's go in first."

This could be considered a kind of fate. Xia Yuan took her into his studio and poured her a glass of water. "How is your mother's health?"

"My arm is swollen and it's still hard to move. I had a low fever at night." The black-haired girl's eyes were a little moist, and her voice was slightly hoarse. "There's not much food left at home, and my father hasn't come back yet."

"Really... Then let's talk about salary first. Your mother is sick, so you should get more money to buy medicine and food."

"Me, I don't want too much, just about the same salary as a child laborer." The black-haired girl said, waving her hand.

Xia Yuan asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because the salary is too high, it will make other Tara people feel that it is unfair... I don't want to be hated by other Tara people."

The black-haired girl said word by word.

Although this young girl is from Tara, she looks a little different.

"Thank you, brother Pioneer. I may not be able to repay the favor I owe you." The black-haired girl smiled, and this smile appeared on her somewhat dirty face, but it was elegant and a little gorgeous.

Chapter 67 Her name is Mandela

Xia Yuan could complete most of his work by himself, and now having a young girl helping him did not slow down his progress. After introducing the names of some equipment to the girl, Xia Yuan tapped his head.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet."

"name..."

The black-haired girl opened her mouth and then shook her head, "Brother Pioneer, is Pioneer a code name?"

"Yes."

"Then I have to think of a code name too." The black-haired girl smiled, "Once I have a code name, I can work with Pioneer brother using the code name."

Xia Yuan sensed some of the girl's naivety. In this respect, she was indeed still a girl. However, her occasional seriousness and solemnity reminded him of Jian. Xia Yuan still remembered clearly the day when she risked her life to stand in front of her mother.

To both the girl and Xia Yuan, they were just passers-by, but calling each other by code names in private like this created a special kind of tacit understanding, which inadvertently brought the two closer together.

From this incident, we can see that the black-haired girl has some little tricks in her mind, but at her age and in this way, she does look cute and clever.

Xia Yuan didn't say anything. He didn't expect the girl to help him from the beginning. However, he didn't expect that the black-haired girl was a quick learner and had a very keen eye, making her more than qualified to be a helper.

He originally had the idea of ​​pulling a few production-oriented Terrans into his team. After all, he was the only one in the team who was doing the hard work. In the future, the number of players would increase dramatically, and a large amount of equipment would be needed. He couldn't be responsible for all the players' equipment by himself. Even if he was locked in a small dark room, he wouldn't be able to do it.

The girl's behavior gave him an idea. He could indeed gradually consider recruiting some younger people like Xue Zhi. Although he was not yet 20 years old, he was already thinking from the perspective of a senior. As for the black-haired girl, he had no intention of conquering her. After all, she had a complete family in Oak Forest County. Her mother was injured these days. He couldn't take her away at this juncture, right? She might not be willing to do so.

Perhaps one of the few advantages I had was that I stood up and said a few words for the mother and daughter, helping her. Of course, such a charming face also needed to be taken into consideration.

"Brother Pioneer, I've already thought of my code name!"

After get off work at the factory, the black-haired girl did not leave with a laugh like the other child workers, nor did she go home with a sigh like the Tara workers. Instead, she waited in front of the door for Xia Yuan to pack up her things.

"Oh, what's the code name?"

"Mandela."

The black-haired girl raised her lips, "Although I want to use a similar code name to Pioneer brother, but after thinking about it, I think it's better to have my own characteristics."

Xia Yuan was stunned. The code name Mandela seemed familiar.

In my previous life, when I was doing the main storyline mission for Victoria and Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals, it seemed that the enemy’s senior executive was called Mandela. Is it a homonym, or are they the same person?

In his previous life, Xia Yuan had never seen Mandela in person, but he had seen the photos uploaded to the forum by players. He remembered that the cat girl in the photos had black hair and golden eyes, with an arrogant, twisted and contemptuous smile on her face... That face gradually overlapped with the innocent smile she has now.

No one is born a villain, Xia Yuan is sure of this. The differences in a person's growth trajectory will make his future different.

Why did Mandela become what he was afterwards?

This is not difficult to guess. If there was no such person as Xia Yuan in the previous life, Mandela's mother might have been left with a disease, disability or even death, and the family's only source of income depended on Mandela's father... Thinking of the Victorians' oppression of the Tara people, it doesn't seem surprising that Mandela became like he was in his previous life.

It is unknown what caused her to change, but what is known is that if she continues to live, it is very likely that she will become the person she was in her previous life.

"Well, what's wrong? Brother Pioneer looks a little strange, eh?"

It is possible for a child to recognize who is good to him. Mandela did not sense any malice from Xia Yuan, so she took a few steps forward and looked at his face curiously.

"Nothing, just thinking about something." Xia Yuan rubbed Mandela's head.

Mandela closed her eyes slightly, feeling the warmth in Xia Yuan's hands, with an intoxicating smile on her face.

"Brother Pioneer speaks like mother."

"Yeah."

Xia Yuan smiled, took out a few Victoria gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Mandela, "This is today's hourly wage. Buy something to eat on the way home before going home."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Pioneer."