This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 241: We provide two win-win plans, no matter which one you choose, you will make money

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"...unbelievable."

"Is this the same place we visited last time?"

Following the footsteps of the guard, from the moment he stepped into the south gate of the Wetland Park, the surprised expression never left Liszt's face.

A straight cement road was at their feet, extending from the south gate of the park to the fortress in the forest.

The road looks like it was recently built.

But this in itself is nothing surprising.

Just level the land slightly and put a layer of cement on it. This kind of thing can be done by any survivor settlement of a small size, if they want to.

However, for a survivor settlement with a population of less than a hundred, this is really surprising.

Liszt suddenly spoke.

"When was the last time we came here?"

The guard following Liszt was slightly stunned, then hesitated for a moment and said.

"...It seems to be October."

Last year's winter came very early, and the temperature has been cooling since October. By November, the road from Boulder City to the northern suburbs was completely impassable.

Thinking of this, Liszt fell into deep thought.

It took these blue coats less than three months to cut down more than one-third of the trees in the entire Linghu Wetland Park.

What are they planning to do?

Just when Liszt was confused, the scene ahead suddenly became clear.

At the end of this concrete road, there are rows of houses with brick and wood structures. At a rough count, there are more than a hundred houses.

And this is just the south entrance.

Looking to the east, two villages are located there. The situation in the north was even more spectacular. It was probably a market, with rows of lively stalls located there. The streets were bustling with people, and there were more than one or two hundred people there alone.

This is a settlement of hundreds of survivors.

At least five hundred... No, maybe there are already thousands of people.

The look of surprise on Liszt’s face became more intense.

For a moment, he even had doubts, had he really been to this place?

Walking in the caravan, the guard carrying two rifles on his back whispered to the man with a shaved head beside him.

"I remember when we last came here, it seemed like there were still bare wooden blocks?"

"It's only been one winter, how many houses have they built?"

"Since when have there been so many people here!"

"And it's not just the house... they also renovated the concrete wall, and now there are probably a lot of people standing on the shooting platform."

The original wall made of construction waste has been replaced by a solid concrete wall, and the flat wall has even been painted with a layer of white plaster.

In addition, the blue coats also widened the original narrow door.

The narrow road that could only accommodate two bullock carts traveling in parallel has now become a four-lane road that can accommodate four vehicles traveling parallel.

Wearing uniform black coats and carrying rifles, guards stood at the door meticulously on duty. In front of the door were residents wearing different clothes. Some were wearing fur clothes, some were wearing blue coats, and some were wearing more avant-garde clothes. They couldn't think of anything to say other than that they looked good.

It seems that these shelter residents have adapted to life on the surface and have taken in many wastelanders in their settlements.

This place is probably not developed. At least they don’t see street lights on the streets. However, compared with those settlements that are darkened at night, they have their own public lighting system - half relying on torches and half using coal lamp.

No one has a smile on their face, it is hard to imagine that they have just experienced a harsh winter. The ample supply of supplies makes most people full of hope for their future lives, and everything here is so orderly.

Liszt suddenly thought of the shed area at the entrance of Boulder City.

They are both houses built next to the wall, but they are completely different.

"It's hard to imagine that they did this in just one winter."

The Adam's apple moved, and Liszt continued in a surprised tone.

"Pang Long, do you remember? The shelter we went to before. Because they ran out of supplies, they had to leave the shelter and build homes on the surface. Although there are also five or six hundred people, we pass there every year They all seem to be the same."

Following Liszt, the man whose right arm and right eye were replaced by mechanical prosthetics looked around carefully and said in a stiff tone.

"Of course I remember, sir. But I think being able to remain unchanged in this world is also a special skill."

He is Liszt’s old partner. He has traveled with him to many places, and he has seen more survivor settlements than he can count with two hands.

However, there are only a handful of old customers who can continue to do business with them and see them every year.

Many people may still be there when they go there in the fall, but when they go again in the spring, they no longer know where they have gone.

Just like the old mayor of Bate Street.

Before winter was over, I was kicked out of my warm home and rolled to Boulder City in despair.

This is relatively lucky.

The unlucky ones will either end up in the stomach of a mutant, or be thrown into a frying pan by predators, or even worse, be eaten alive by aliens. Such things happen every year, even in the news. Not on.

Being able to remain unchanged is indeed an amazing skill in the wasteland.

"That's true." Liszt smiled and said, "But as a partner, I still prefer to do business with ambitious people."

How can he make a fortune if he doesn't become bigger and stronger?

Liszt still remembers that the last time he did business with people here, the man used 20 kilograms of blue mushrooms and 12 deer skins in exchange for a 10KW wood generator and a The KV-1 exoskeleton also comes with four bolt-action iron tube rifles and 120 rounds of ammunition.

That was the last business he made after winter.

Although the man's eloquent words made him lose a lot of chips, the profit from that transaction was still a considerable amount.

Later, Liszt used the money he earned to buy twelve slaves from the Red River Town merchants who were stranded in Boulder City. Before the heavy snow closed the road, he sent them to him and a business partner in the south. Camu tree plantation run by a partnership.

Thinking of this, Liszt couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

He brought a lot of good things this time.

I wonder how much he can earn from this trip!

The caravan stopped at the south gate.

Some players who handed in tasks near the south gate quickly noticed them and cast curious glances here.

"Who are those people?"

"Caravan?"

"Holy crap, I know these people!"

“It’s a great blessing, Boss Xia’s store is finally restocking!”

While the players were looking at these people, the guards in the caravan were also nervously observing these blue coats.

"Fuck...there are actually two awakened ones here?"

"Are you sure?!"

"You can't be wrong! My special function is to sense the aura of the awakened person...The aura of the strong man must be unmistakable!"

Pang Long, who was following Liszt, also frowned slightly.

Noting the change in the expression of his capable man, Liszt glanced at him and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid these people are much stronger than you expected," Pang Long said softly, "Those wearing shelter uniforms... I saw at least four awakened people inside, and at least fifteen people appeared. There are signs of awakening. Their strength may not be as good as mine, but their overall combat effectiveness is stronger than ours."

Liszt looked at Pang Long in surprise. Although this sounded a bit outrageous, he believed in the judgment of his subordinates.

"We have to try to avoid conflicts with them... Keep a close eye on our people for a while and don't let them wander around."

Pang Long nodded.

"Okay."

Liszt asked Pang Long and his men to wait at the door, while he followed the guard wearing an exoskeleton into the door.

No survivor colony would allow a group of outsiders with guns to walk into their homes.

Even if we are familiar with each other.

However, Liszt still has a certain degree of confidence in his ability to see people, especially clients he has worked with once.

He can tell at a glance which people can only do business once and who can do business all the time. It is this vicious vision that allows him to survive until now.

Liu Ding, who was leading the way, didn't have much communication with him along the way and acted like a tool man.

We arrived at the reception room with this guest from Boulder City.

According to the manager's instructions, Liu Ding poured him a cup of tea and continued.

"The manager is still on his way back. It will probably take him half an hour to arrive. I may have to ask you to wait for a while."

Compared with the impatient look he showed the last time he came here, Liszt said politely with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of time. Since we didn't make an appointment in advance, we took the liberty of disturbing you and causing trouble for you!"

Keeping in mind the manager’s instructions, Liu Ding said politely.

"Why is this troublesome? The manager specifically told me that you are his distinguished guest and asked me to entertain you well."

"If you need anything, please tell me and I will help you solve it as conditions permit."

Liszt declined politely.

"No, no, you're too polite!"

The two were polite for a while.

Liu Ding was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, and he still had matters with the Guards to deal with, so he did not stay here longer. After instructing the waiter to greet the guest who had come from afar, he turned around and left in a hurry. .

Time passes minute by minute.

Thirty minutes passed quickly.

Just when Liszt took out his pocket watch to check the time for the sixth time, he finally heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

The footsteps came very promptly, even within a second.

So much so that Liszt couldn't help but complain in his heart, that man really stepped on it!

The door to the parlor opens.

I saw a man wearing dark blue power armor striding in from the outside.

Seeing Liszt sitting in the reception room, Chu Guang said to him in a friendly manner with a spring breeze smile on his face.

"Long time no see! Mr. Lister."

"Yeah, I haven't seen you all winter. I'm glad to see you again! I hope my presumptuous visit will not disturb you."

As Liszt stood up from his chair, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the power armor on Chu Guang's body.

The dark blue paint and streamlined shell give people a strong sense of security just by looking at it.

Liszt couldn't help but feel a hint of envy that he couldn't hide in his eyes.

Powered armor!

And it’s still the pre-war style!

This thing is a good thing, it can ensure the safety of the wearer even in the most extreme conditions.

He had always wanted to get one before, but unfortunately, this thing, from the cold fusion battery for energy supply to the composite armor that covers the whole body, is the culmination of pre-war technology, and the backwardness in the wasteland Industrial capacity simply does not have the conditions for production.

Even in Ideal City, you can't buy this thing.

The militia in Boulder City does have a small amount of power armor, but these are strategic reserves, and even if they are broken, they will not flow into the market. Some larger mercenary groups or military contractors may have one or two sets, but they are basically used as treasures.

Seeing the flash of envy in Liszt's eyes, Chu Guang smiled in his heart, but showed no expression on his face.

After being an NPC for so long and having experience in sales during his lifetime, he still has the ability to control his expressions.

"Why bother? When I saw you appearing here, I knew that the northern suburbs of Qingquan City were about to become lively."

Hearing Chu Guang’s joke, Liszt smiled and said.

"I am not boasting, we are definitely the first group of caravans to set out in the entire Boulder City! At least the first group to go north! While those colleagues are still planning where to make a fortune, we have already explored After understanding the road conditions, I packed the goods and hung them on the back of the two-headed ox."

Chu Guang asked with interest.

"Oh? What good things did you bring this time?"

Just waiting for this sentence!

Liszt was overjoyed and calmly took out a tablet and handed it to Chu Guang with both hands.

"As before, here is the list of goods!"

"We brought the first five pages with us. Although we did not bring the marked ones on the road, as long as you are interested, we can find a way to help you get them!"

Chu Guang took the tablet, moved his index finger across the screen, and flipped through it briefly.

Different from the cargo list he saw last time, which was mainly daily necessities, this time Lister's caravan brought weapons and KV-1 exoskeletons.

To be honest, except for those exoskeletons and solid-state hydrogen batteries that can be used as power sources for exoskeletons and drones, Chu Guang is not very interested in the weapons on the list.

The new industrial zone has long been able to produce things like assault rifles, grenades, and rocket launchers independently.

Besides, this guy is also dishonest. What he sold to him was cheap goods assembled from receivers and barrels discarded by the Boulder City Military Factory.

Nowadays, even newcomers, few people use the "authentic" wasteland specialties.

Looking at the eager Liszt, Chu Guang's heart moved slightly and he asked casually in a casual tone.

"Why are there only weapons on the list? Don't you have anything else?"

Liszt was stunned for a moment.

Chu Guang's reaction was beyond his expectation.

Originally, he expected that these blue coats would be very interested in his weapons.

After all, the last time he came here, he used four cheap items to exchange for 12 high-quality deerskins.

However, no matter how he interpreted the expression on Chu Guang's face, it was difficult to connect it with the word "interested".

"We carry weapons, of course, because weapons are easy to sell. The situation in the River Valley Province is now turbulent. The members of the Bone Chewing Tribe are looting everywhere. You can smell gunpowder wherever you go. What else can compare to Are weapons more popular?"

Seeing that Chu Guang was still not interested, Liszt tried his best to sell.

"I sincerely recommend to you the Xiongfeng X-2 assault rifle on the list! This is the crystallization of the small arms technology of the Boulder City Military Factory! If it hadn't been for a whole winter of backlog of inventory, even I wouldn't have been able to get it. Got so many goods."

"Since you are my old customer, I can sell it to you at a discount! One only costs 300 chips. With it, you will have the most powerful firepower in the entire northern suburbs! If you really don’t know what to choose, If anything, you’re right to buy this!”

Hearing what Liszt said, Chu Guang almost laughed out loud.

If he hadn't seen the company's "Black Swan" G9 assault rifle, he would have almost believed this guy's lies.

It is also the crystallization of technology.

Isn’t this thing just copied from the company’s standard weapon?

Although his LD series weapons are also borrowed from the AK gun family, they are borrowed from another world. If you round up, it can be regarded as independent research and development.

"Your sense of business opportunities seems to be a little dull," Chu Guang looked at Liszt and smiled, and said in a relaxed tone, "Honestly, if it was before winter, I might bite the bullet and buy two. , but now we no longer need this thing."

"Can't use it?! How can it not be used?"

Liszt looked at Chu Guang in surprise and continued speaking quickly.

"Even if there were no members of the Bloody Hand Clan, the entire northern suburbs would definitely not be safe! My friend, you may not know that a group of predators who call themselves bone chewers are advancing towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. Those people and The Bloody Hand clan is different. Not only did they inherit the legion's equipment, but they also have a large number of people. Do you think you can drive them away with just a few iron tube rifles?"

Seeing Liszt eager to sell to him, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little funny.

It appears that Boulder has no idea what is happening in the northern suburbs.

Of course, it's possible that Liszt just doesn't know.

During this period, Xiaoqi has been monitoring the "Voice of Boulder City" radio station, searching for useful information from the host's nonsense.

From various indications, they seemed to be unaware that the Thousand-Man Team led by Black Snake had been defeated by them.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked at Liszt and continued.

"Come with me."

"When you look at our stuff, you'll know why I'm not interested in what's on your list."

……

The west entrance of the outpost.

With some doubts, Liszt followed Chu Guangdi's footsteps and came here.

Calling the guard on the side, Chu Guang took an LD-47 assault rifle from him and handed it to Liszt who was standing by.

"LD-47, sickle assault rifle, 7mm caliber. We used this thing to deal with predators, mutants, and even those eaters, crawlers and even tyrants covered in slime mold."

Taking the rifle handed over by Chu Guang, Liszt held it in his hand and examined it for a while, then looked at Chu Guang in surprise.

"Is this the gun you made yourself?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Yes."

Liszt thought for a while and gave his evaluation.

“The structure looks quite simple, there are very few parts that can be seen, and the **** of the gun is actually made of wood.”

Chu Guang said nonchalantly.

"Simplicity does not prevent it from being useful. Do you want to try it?"

Liszt looked at him and asked.

"Can it be done?"

Chu Guang didn't waste any time and handed him a stuffed magazine directly, making a sign of invitation.

"Please."

Liszt was not polite, inserted the magazine and turned on the safety, aimed at the target a hundred meters away and pulled the trigger.

The huge recoil force was transmitted to his shoulders, shaking his body.

However, after traveling around the wasteland for so many years, this guy still has some skills.

Soon he got used to the recoil of this weapon, and then fired a few more shots, accurately hitting the seven or eight rings in the center.

"What a gun!"

Liszt's eyes lit up, and then he glanced at the target again.

It wasn't until he emptied the last bullet in the magazine that Liszt returned the rifle to Chu Guang.

"It's a good gun!"

"The only drawback is that it is a little more difficult to control! But the firepower and power are indeed strong enough, and it should be very popular among the mercenaries."

"But you don't have many weapons like this, right?"

Not much?

Chu Guang smiled.

"I don't know if it's a lot, but we still have a bunch of rifles like this in our warehouse. Not only that, we also designed special replaceable accessories for it. Replace the barrel and drum, and it's If you take off the barrel of a light machine gun, it can also be used as a submachine gun."

"Although this thing is not a very technical thing, it is absolutely reliable. We have tried burying it in the snow, throwing it into a mud puddle, soaking it in water, and it can still launch normally when it is taken out. It does not affect its power."

Is there still a pile in the warehouse? !

Liszt swallowed and couldn't help but say.

"The warehouse is full? Have you been making guns all winter?"

Chu Guang smiled lightly and said.

"You haven't been here for a long time. It's normal to feel unfamiliar with the situation here."

More than just a stranger.

Liszt simply felt like he was in the wrong place!

Looking at Liszt, who was so surprised that he was speechless, Chu Guang paused for a moment and continued in a casual tone.

"The changes in the northern suburbs are not just the small area under your feet. Walking five kilometers north from here is our new industrial zone. The industrial products produced there are enough to supply the consumption of the entire northern suburbs survivor colony. . The rifle in your hand and the bullets you just fired were all produced there."

"In addition to the industrial area, we also have an agricultural area. Walking five kilometers further north from the industrial area is our granary in the northern suburbs! There are tens of thousands of acres of farmland under cultivation there, and it will become the entire northern suburbs in the future. The largest grain production base solves the problem of feeding at least 30,000 people."

"Mr. Lister, times have changed. It is now the year 212 of the Wasteland Era. We should learn to look forward, right?"

Although these remarks are exaggerated, there is actually nothing wrong with them.

After all, this is what Chu Guang planned.

In the future industrial zone, the industrial products produced will not only be supplied to the survivor settlements in the entire northern suburbs, but will also be sold to more distant places.

So this is not a painting.

Chu Guang was just explaining his blueprint for the future.

Liszt swallowed, unable to recover from what Chu Guang said for a long time.

Industrial area?

Northern suburbs?

Relying on those country bumpkins who can't read a word?

Liszt really couldn't imagine how the conditions in the northern suburbs could meet the conditions for industrial development.

Relying on those uneducated refugees with varying qualities?

Do they understand what industry is?

Do you know what standardization is?

Or do you rely on those blue coats who yell for half a day to do some work and clamor to restore the 2-hour working day?

But one thing Liszt admits is that the blue coat here does look a little special. Except for the blue coats they were wearing, they looked nothing like the residents of the shelter.

The doubtful expression on Liszt's face was completely expected by Chu Guang.

After all, this kind of thing does sound weird.

Such a shrewd businessman cannot be persuaded by just a few words.

"There is still a little time before it gets completely dark. If you are interested, I can take you to observe."

Liszt was stunned for a moment when he heard Chu Guang's invitation.

"Isn't this... not presumptuous?"

"How come?" Chu Guang smiled faintly, "It's not something shameful."

Seeing Chu Guang say this, Liszt said immediately without any hesitation.

"Please be sure to show me around!"

Before coming here, Liszt just wanted to make a fortune from the turbulent situation in the River Valley Province, and earn a fortune from the rich men in the northern suburbs by reselling the cheap arms accumulated in his inventory. Pen.

Now, he no longer looks down on the petty profits.

A young and potential force is rising from this barbaric soil! And its leader is not only courageous and capable, but also full of ambition.

Liszt smelled a huge business opportunity!

His intuition told him that if he could seize this opportunity, no matter whether the guy in front of him succeeded or failed, he would be able to earn a fortune that was once unimaginable!

This is far from comparable to twelve deer skins and a bag of mushrooms!

……

Living up to his expectations, Chu Guang quickly took him to the industrial zone five kilometers away.

Although night has fallen, the place is still brightly lit and production work is still going on.

Getting off the car at the entrance of the industrial area, Liszt was quickly stunned by the situation here.

Everything here is far more shocking than what he saw in Linghu Wetland Park!

Tall chimneys drilled out from the roof of the factory building, and thick smoke kept coming out. The output goods and raw materials were piled up into hills in the warehouse.

From time to time, someone pushes a trolley to transport goods from one workshop to another, or from one factory to another.

Especially after visiting the production workshop of LD-47 receivers and bullets, Lister's face was filled with shock.

The stamping equipment connected to the conveyor belt is like a printer, printing out those parts one after another.

Although similar equipment is not uncommon in the factories in Boulder City, it is unimaginable that they actually developed these in just one winter.

Did these industrial equipment and production methods fall from the sky? !

Liszt suddenly thought of the Pioneer that passed by the northern suburbs of Qingquan City before.

There is only one explanation.

They are sponsored by companies!

"...This used to be the lair of the Blood Hand clan, but then we got rid of those nasty guys and sent them to where they should go."

"Then, we renovated the entire factory, smelted the collected garbage into steel, aluminum or other alloys, and used them to make weapons, production machinery, and anything else that could help us rebuild our homes."

"Although the supporting facilities here are not as good as those in Boulder City, we also have things that Boulder City does not have. For example, convenient transportation, cheap labor and raw material costs."

"This place will soon become prosperous, and it will definitely not lose to any survivor settlement in the River Valley Province. Now is the best window for entry, and I am telling you for the sake of old friends. , investing in us at this time is definitely a sure-fire deal."

"If you miss it, you may have to wait for several years."

Looking at that confident expression, although Liszt intuitively told him that this guy was probably deceiving him, he still spoke in a strange way.

"How should I invest?"

I finally waited for this sentence!

A happy smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

“It’s very simple, we provide two win-win solutions.”

"Whether you choose to contribute money or effort, or both, I can guarantee you that this will definitely be a profitable business!"

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(I shouldn’t have raised the flag...it’s still 2K short of 10,000 yuan per day, so it’s cracked.)