Wasteland Development Diary

After hearing this, Fang Hui gave a thumbs up: "I'll take one."

Xiao Chu confirmed again: "Are you sure you want it?"

"What's the big deal?"

"It's just being honest, right?"

The square-faced man laughed heartily: "That's not difficult at all. I've always been a straightforward person, and I've offended many people because of it. I have a stubborn mouth and can't say flattering words. I'm afraid I can't change this habit."

Xiao Chu said: "Actually, there is a way. As long as you don't wear or wear less of the God-given New Clothes, this situation can be alleviated. But once you put them on, it's hard to resist the changes they bring."

"But if you don't wear them for a long time, their power will gradually weaken, and even become completely ineffective."

"Wear them! I want to see what clothes given by the gods look like."

"Since that's the case."

Xiao Chu sat upright: "The God-given New Clothes are woven from the wearer's experiences as thread, manifesting their inner self."

He took out a stack of papers and a charcoal pencil: "Please tell me everything about you from childhood to adulthood, especially the most important things to you. The more detailed, the stronger the effect of the new clothes."

Fang Hui frowned and thought for a while: "What I remember most clearly from my childhood is my dad. He worked as a temporary worker at the glass kiln in Glass Fort, which was far from home. It was 40 kilometers from there to our Ni Kan Town, and it took about 50 Gu by donkey cart one way."

"To save money, he would walk back, carrying the grain, cloth, salt, and sugar he bought there for most of the day. He would only come home every 4-5 days."

"I remember he wore a pair of very worn-out cloth shoes. He walked too much, and his feet were covered with blisters and calluses."

"He could save 100 Gu by walking back and forth, which was enough for one person in the family to eat for a day."

Speaking of this, the square-faced man smiled: "At that time, I wanted to make him a pair of shoes, shoes that wouldn't break no matter how far he walked, and wouldn't hurt his feet, shoes that would be comfortable to wear. That's when I wanted to become a shoemaker."

"But he later coughed up blood, and he died when I was 10 years old."

"Later, my mom ran away with a merchant, leaving only me, so I became a shoemaker."

Xiao Chu recorded it.

"Anything else?"

"Yes, more. But please be truthful, only real experiences can weave the new clothes."

The two continued their conversation until late at night.

The recorded papers also became more and more.

At first, Fang Hui looked relaxed, but later his eyes became a little evasive.

Xiao Chu was very familiar with this situation.

When talking about their past, there are happy good things, and also bad things they don't want to remember, and bad things are often much more than good things. This is also the difficulty of weaving new clothes, to get the wearer to open their hearts.

"Brother Fang, thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to me."

……

Fang Hui's body measurements had already been recorded.

The design drawing was finalized.

The pattern paper was also cut out.

Xiao Chu began to lay out the fabric and cut it according to the pattern.

Throughout the process, his mind was clear.

At this time, the power of that god enveloped this place.

His every move was blessed by divine power.

The first time he was noticed by the god, he had just married Chen Yin. The double happiness made him both excited and grateful, marveling at his good fortune.

The god was like a headless bird with huge wings.

It appeared in Xiao Chu's mind.

——Are you willing to accept my power and make new clothes for me?

Xiao Chu was overjoyed, thinking that his tailoring skills had been recognized by heaven, and even the gods wanted him to make clothes for it.

He soon realized he was wrong.

The god wanted him to make new clothes for the people of the world.

Xiao Chu felt very puzzled, why make clothes for all beings?

Later, he mustered up the courage to ask.

The god gave the answer.

——To record.

"Lord God, are you using clothes to record the wearer?"

——Correct, I am writing "The Book of All Beings", each piece of clothing is the history of the wearer. Life will perish, but records can last forever. So I must ensure that these records are real enough.

The god is writing a book.

Each wearer is a character in the book, with their own page.

After the new clothes were completed, Xiao Chu brought them to Fang Hui to try on.

Fang Hui was very satisfied. That day, he wore this light brown, light coat and took Xiao Chu to the streets.

As soon as he appeared, he became the focus of the crowd.

Xiao Chu was not surprised by this, but Fang Hui looked fresh.

Several people came over to greet him, expressing goodwill to Fang Hui, and a bold woman even came over to introduce herself, telling him that she wanted to take a walk on Yalong Bay later.

Fang Hui left with the woman on the spot.

He didn't come back until evening.

Fang Hui said with some frustration: "Sometimes being too direct is not a good thing."

Xiao Chu asked: "What did you say?"

"She asked me if she was good-looking, and I told her the truth, saying that she was average-looking, but had a good figure. Then she was unhappy."

"And then?"

"Then she left."

"That's it?"

"There's more."

Fang Hui waved his hands: "Then I chased after her and said a lot of good things. Later, she thought I was a bit lewd."

"Why?"

"I don't know, anyway, she scolded me first, and then we slept in the mushroom house over there."

"Ah?"

Xiao Chu was shocked: "Did things progress that quickly?"

Fang Hui sighed: "Later, I realized that I still inadvertently told lies, in order to make her happy. As a result, Ma Ti—that's the woman, she heard my inner voice, because I thought she had a good figure, was very attractive, and had that feeling, wanting to sleep with her."

"As a result, she slept with me, and said that if she came back alive next time, she would marry me."

"Then what are you depressed about?"

"I'm not depressed about sleeping with her, it's that she's the leader of the looters. She said she wanted to do a big job, and then quit and live with me."

Xiao Chu was stunned: "That girl looks a bit wild... but she shouldn't be a looter, right?"

"The problem is that she is."

Fang Hui looked bitter, took an ice cream from the refrigerator and gnawed on it: "Now many looting gangs are transforming, because the war has changed its form in the past two years."

"The mechanical and electrical city's land, sea, and air forces are mass-produced like they don't cost money, with aerial drones, ground robot dogs, and warships in the Dead Sea that can destroy a city from dozens of kilometers away."

"Later, the mechanical and electrical city fought with our company. First, the company's senior management wiped out an entire invading force. Then we bombed Clockwork City... Ma Ti said that now all the looting gangs in the East Continent realize that times have changed."

"The intensity of the war has been upgraded to the light-core level and group operations. There are a large number of airships and combat gliders in the air, and more and more mechanical and electrical ships on the sea, targeting and eliminating looting gangs. Their living space is getting smaller and smaller."

"She's not a good person, but I just like her, she and I say whatever we think, and there aren't so many twists and turns... Alas, she's a good woman, but not a good person."

Fang Hui chewed the ice cream irritably: "What do you think I should do?"

Xiao Chu didn't know what to say.

He was just a tailor.

And he had never slept with a female looter.

Xiao Chu thought for a while: "Follow the most authentic voice in your heart."

"I don't know what's right, but the choices you make yourself are always less likely to have regrets."

Fang Hui slammed the table on the spot and ran out.

Two hours later.

He came back covered in sweat: "I reported her, and the company has taken control of her."

Xiao Chu gave a thumbs up: "Selfless and impartial."

"No."

Fang Hui waved his hand: "If the company arrests her, she won't go back to the ship. If she doesn't go back to the ship, there's no danger to her life. I inquired, and you can also move around in jail here. Referring to the past treatment of prisoners of war, you can also atone for your sins."

"……"

Xiao Chu racked his brains and barely said: "It's not a bad way."

"The company is very efficient. The data center of Recursive City has completed the comparison and confirmed that Ma Ti is the leader of the E-level looting gang 'Oil Thief'. The main things they rob are oil and sugar. Now these two resources are hard currency, which can be used as food or as energy for floating hearts."

Fang Hui took a sip of water and said: "But they don't rob at sea, but specialize in working on land, digging holes under granaries one by one, stealing oil and sugar little by little. They bribed local surveyors and warehouse managers, stealing only a little each time."

Xiao Chu listened with great interest: "How did the company deal with her?"

"Because the crime scene is not within the Development Alliance, it was decided not to punish her, not to make it public, but to check on her for a long time."

Fang Hui smiled and said: "After Minister Yuan Tong learned about this, he specially recruited Ma Ti and asked her to form a special anti-theft technology team. It's just that Ma Ti is very unhappy with me, scolding me for being a traitor, but I also explained my thoughts to her, it's better than her dying outside."

"That's gratifying."

Xiao Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

The God-given New Clothes helped Fang Hui meet someone he liked.

The Guangna people are flocking to the God-given New Clothes for this reason.

Because of the low birth rate of Guangna people, their high vigilance, and mutual suspicion, it is difficult to build stable partner relationships, let alone establish families.

On the other hand, the Guangna people - especially the intelligent ones - also yearn for a stable and powerful territorial lord to take refuge in, but they have no way to do so.

The God-given New Clothes can solve these two problems.

Wearing new clothes makes the Guangna people trustworthy, and the people around them can hear their true thoughts. This is the most important thing for territorial lords or city managers.

……

As the summer drought became severe, people from the cotton and linen fields continued to move over, and some of them recognized the couple.

One day, Cao Dayuan, one of the senior executives of the company, came over.

"Tailor Xiao, the chairman invites you over."

Xiao Chu entered Emerald City No. 3101 with some trepidation. He knew in his heart that the matter of the God-given New Clothes could not be concealed.

At this time, he suddenly heard the voice of the god in his mind.

——If Zhou Yi asks about me, you can tell him the truth.

——Don't worry, he is not an enemy.

Xiao Chu was surprised.

Could it be that the chairman knows the god?