This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 117: Hopefully our neighbors can feed those jackals

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Outside the outpost, heavy snow is falling.

At the south gate, Yu Hu, wearing fur clothes, rushed over from the direction of Beit Street despite the heavy snow falling in the sky.

After arriving at the outpost, Yu Hu originally wanted to find Chu Guang, but failed to find him, but happened to see a long queue in front of the nursing home.

As he got closer, he saw his sister sitting at a small wooden table.

The childish little face is written with meticulousness.

She stretched out her little hand and took the silver coins from the blue coats in the queue. After counting the number of coins in total, she poked a few times at a screen.

"Total, 41!"

Raising her head, she looked at the players at the counter with a sweet smile on her face.

"Crab! Be safe when taking risks."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Damn it, Si! Lend me money! I still want to save!"

Sisi stood behind, stroking his forehead with a headache on his face, and stretched out his hand to pull Tai's sleeves.

"Okay, okay, Awei, don't be embarrassed here, let's block the people behind you."

"Don't you think it's cute! You unloving woman!"

"Cute and cute, tsk, the convoy for the greenhouse ruins will be leaving in a while. Are you going or not?"

"Go! Damn it, why do you have to work during the day and at night! Where are the casual games we promised? Can't you just let me stay with cute things for a while longer!"

"I'm really sorry that I'm not cute enough. Anyway, stop talking nonsense. It's important to level up and earn money to buy equipment. Let's go. If you don't leave, the guy behind you will beat you up."

The tail that was still yelling was just pulled away.

At this time, a big white bear came out from behind and stood furtively in front of the counter, holding the door frame with somewhat cautious hands.

Seeing this big bear, Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, but he was not afraid, and a sweet smile soon appeared on his face.

"Do you want to save money?"

With Mao covering his face, he couldn't see his blush. Roushan Damomo clumsily took out his money bag and dumped the coins on the table.

"I, I, I, give it all to you!"

Looking at the big white bear who dropped the money and ran away, Xiaoyu said quickly.

"Ah, wait, wait a minute, that, ID."

"It's all for you!!"

Finally, thanks to Xiaoqi's help, Xiaoyu found the ID of the big white bear.

After carefully counting the coins on the table, Xiaoyu followed what Chu Guang taught him to do and registered the numbers on the VM.

Although Yu Hu couldn't read or understand what those blue coats were saying, he didn't seem to be embarrassing his sister.

When the big white bear ran out, it startled him instinctively. If the people around him didn't react, he almost pulled out his bow and arrow and shot.

At this time, Chu Guang walked over from the side, looked at Yu Hu and said with a smile.

"Why don't you go say hello?"

"No, I just took a look and didn't disturb her work." Yu Hu smiled honestly and touched the back of his head, "I didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so capable. I was always worried and afraid last night. She's causing trouble for you."

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"How could it be? Your sister is very smart and learns very quickly, but no one teaches her many things."

Yu Hu sighed and said.

"Dad, I still have my brother, and I usually have to go hunting, so I can't teach her anything. My mother did teach her pancakes, but she never did well. Last night, I was still worried about her. Will it mess up? I came here early in the morning. On the way, I was still thinking, if she really gets into trouble, I will take her back at any cost. But now... let Xiaoyu follow You are indeed much better off than following us."

"You can't say that," Chu Guang shook his head, "You still come to see her often. No matter how warm the quilt is, it is better to stay with your family."

A warm bed?

Is it progressing so quickly?

Yu Hu was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"You're right...I'll leave first."

Chu Guang said politely.

"In such a hurry to go back? Let's stay and have lunch before leaving."

"No, no," Yu Hu shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands. "I won't bother you here. I have to go hunting later. You are busy first, and I will go back."

Chu Guang no longer wanted to stay and nodded.

"Be careful on the road."

……

Coming out of the north gate, Yu Hu was in a good mood. Although there was snow in the sky, he felt warm and comfortable, which was more comfortable than drinking alcohol.

But just then, he saw a caravan filled with bricks and a man standing next to it.

That man looked familiar.

Yu Hu walked over and took a look, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Zhao Shu?!"

"Yu Hu?!"

"Wait a minute, aren't you dead? I see your family has taken care of all the funeral arrangements."

Yu Hu was still unable to speak, but Zhao Shu couldn't care less about it at the moment. Meeting a fellow villager in a foreign land really brought tears to his eyes.

"Brother, I almost died! Fortunately, these blue coats saved me!"

It took about five minutes for Zhao Shu and Yu Hu to talk about their experiences in the past month or so, from being caught by predators while hunting to the group of blue jackets who later defeated the Bloody Hand clan. Stronghold, they placed themselves in the brick factory by the river.

Although he instinctively felt that being caught by a predator was a bit strange, Yu Hu couldn't figure out anything too complicated and quickly focused on other places.

"...In other words, you are working for Brother Chu and the others now?"

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment and said.

"Brother Chu? Are you talking about the manager? Anyway, it's quite comfortable to work here. You take care of food, accommodation, meat, and firewood and charcoal for heating. Now you get 1 silver coin every day. Wages. The daily work is to use molds to make bricks, then send them to the kiln for burning, and then transport the fired bricks back, so I am not tired at all."

Yu Hu nodded and asked.

"Then you won't go back again?"

A complicated expression appeared on Zhao Shu's face.

"Go back...where are you going? Only my parents, my eldest brother and their two children are left at home. The little food left is barely enough to survive the winter. If I go back now, my family will The food will definitely not be enough to eat. Let’s wait until spring next year, then... wait until then.”

While talking, Zhao Shu suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait for me later." Then he turned around and ran into the gate.

After a while, he took out a small bag of coarse salt, about three or four taels, and stuffed it into Yu Hu's hand.

"I got this with my wages. Take it back to my mother for me. Just say... I'm fine, so they don't have to worry! I'll go see them next spring! And Yang Ergou, he He is still alive...but he is busy now. Do you think you should also tell his family?"

Taking the salt, Yu Hu nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely convey it to you!"

Yu Hu returned the same way.

However, when passing by the south gate of the Wetland Park, Yu Hu suddenly noticed that not far from his footprints, there was a series of footprints that did not belong to him.

The footprints were very shallow and looked like they had been there for some time.

Out of the hunter's vigilance, Yu Hu squatted down, wiped it with his index finger, and frowned slightly.

Whose footprints are these?

……

Bate Street.

Hurrying through the door, Wang Biao went straight to Old Charlie's grocery store.

"Old Butler!"

Charlie, who was sitting in front of the door with his eyes closed to relax, opened half of his eyes. When he saw it was Wang Biao, he immediately understood and stood up from the chair.

"Come in and talk."

The door curtain is closed.

Wang Biao looked excited and without even taking a breath, he danced and reported what he saw and heard following Yu Hu all the way to the old housekeeper.

The more Charlie listened, his brows gradually wrinkled.

"You mean... a settlement of survivors appeared in Linghu Wetland Park?"

Wang Biao nodded sharply.

"Yes! There are blue coats somewhere, and there are refugees who don't know where they come from... I guess they come from the north. They built a wall in the forest, dug trenches, and put up roadblocks. In the camp I can't see it, but there is a chimney with smoke floating all the time."

"From the north?"

Charlie's brows frowned even more.

The north is the territory of the Blood Hand Clan, and there seems to be a mutant tribe not far away.

What is the difference between building a settlement there and giving people away?

And...

Those predators are all cannibals, so why would you let them in?

Wang Biao didn't care so much and just shouted excitedly.

"Old housekeeper, that little brat from the Yu family has broken the rules, let's arrest him quickly!"

He has long disliked the Yu family.

Especially since Yu Hu beat his third brother. The same goes for the foreigner's shed. Not even a door beam was left for them. They took it all for themselves, and they still plausibly claimed that it was given to him by others. It was really shameless.

Wang Biao's plan was very loud. According to the rules of Beit Street, those who trade with foreign caravans privately will be regarded as betrayers, and they will be fined an animal skin at the least, and their property will be confiscated and expelled at the worst.

It didn't matter whether those people were considered a caravan or not. What he cared about was the shed where Yu Hu lived. If he could be evicted, his family could occupy the stranger's shed.

However, old Charlie is a knowledgeable person after all, so naturally he cannot be as short-sighted as him.

Blue coat...

He used to be the same, although that was all a long, long time ago.

After thinking for a long time, Charlie said cautiously.

"This matter is not urgent. Remember not to alert the enemy. I will report the situation to the mayor first before making a decision."

Wang Biao was stunned.

Is there anything else I can ask for?

If you just ransack your home, that would be the end of it.

As soon as the mayor gives an order, the Wang family is the first to respond.

However, the old housekeeper didn't talk nonsense to him.

Throwing 4 white chips into his hand, Old Charlie drove him out of the grocery store, then locked the door again and hurriedly walked towards the center of the town.

……

The mayor and his family live in the old castle in the middle of Beit Street.

This castle was originally built as an entertainment facility, but now it has become a symbol of the pyramid tip.

The ruler of this town lives in the castle, while the servants, guards, and direct descendants live in brick and wooden houses near the castle, and outside are dilapidated shacks.

Ask the guard on duty at the door for instructions, and after a simple search, old Charlie was allowed to enter.

When he stepped into the main hall on the first floor, he happened to see two cute children playing football in the hall on the first floor of the castle.

The clothes they wear are made of deerskin, as are the **** they play. Their clean faces and carefree smiles are something that the children outside don't have.

Noticing Charlie at the door, the slightly older boy shook his brown curly hair and picked up the ball from the ground.

"Charlie? Are you back? Do you want to play football together?"

"Sorry, dear young master, I'm afraid I can't play with you... I'm here to see your father."

A hint of disappointment appeared on the boy's face, and he said impatiently.

"Go, he is in the study."

Charlie bowed his head respectfully.

Bypassing the children's playground, he was led by a servant to the elevator room and took the elevator to the top floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, warm wind blew in my face.

In the fireplace directly opposite, the fire was burning and the wood was crackling.

"I know the way."

Nodding to the servant, Charlie walked through the doorway on the left and came to a door two people high.

This is the mayor's study.

There are rows of bookshelves displayed in the study room. The bookshelves are filled with novels, poetry collections and some strange collections picked up by scavengers from outside.

Sitting at the antique wooden table, the mayor was drinking tea leisurely. The intermittent sound coming from the radio on the table was his favorite music played by the Redstart Band.

There are three major radio stations in Boulder City, one of which can be heard even in the distant northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Every evening from 6 to 7 o'clock, the radio station will repeatedly broadcast the transaction prices of today's bulk commodities. From 7 to 10 o'clock, it will teach the experience of planting Camu tree and spiritual leaves, which are in high demand "cash crops", and there will also be some interspersed Advertisements for arms dealers and clone sales.

As for the rest of the time, pop music from the pre-war era is played repeatedly, and this is also the old mayor's favorite program, which can make him temporarily forget the bad times.

Even to true "pre-war" ears, this is an old pastime.

Quietly waiting for the song to end, Charlie walked to the desk and lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

"Sir, I have something urgent to report to you."

The mayor raised his eyelids and said casually.

"What happened?"

In his opinion, the only urgent thing that old Charlie could report was that the cockroaches in the shack outside were causing trouble again.

Those people are like weeds, a group of them will grow out after a while. He has never cared about the life or death of those people.

Old Charlie lowered his head and continued.

"In Linghu Wetland Park in the north, a survivor settlement has appeared, with a population of about 100 people... maybe more."

"Linghu Wetland Park? Survivor settlement?! How is that possible!"

The tea cup was placed heavily on the table. The mayor sat up straight in his chair and stared at Charlie standing in front of the table, "Is the news accurate?"

"There should be nothing wrong."

Charlie nodded carefully and continued in a respectful tone.

"Their strength should not be underestimated. Some hunters took their prey directly to them and brought it back in exchange for salt and meat. And it seems that the conditions they offered are more favorable than ours. I am worried that this will continue for a long time. , will harm your interests...I suggest that we should proactively contact that group of people and adjust the salt price appropriately."

The mayor's face had a gloomy look, and his index finger tapped lightly on the table, as if he was weighing something.

After a while.

With a slight movement in his heart, he opened the drawer and took out an envelope with a **** handprint and a blank piece of letter paper.

Picking up the pen and writing a few strokes on it, the mayor stuffed the letter into the envelope and threw it into the hands of Charlie who was standing in front of the table.

"Find someone bold, careful and trustworthy to send this letter to Bloody Hand."

Looking at the envelope in his hand, Charlie was slightly startled.

"Are you planning to..."

The mayor said expressionlessly.

"This winter will be very cold. If nothing else happens, people with **** hands will come again next month."

When he thought of those greedy villains, he was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do. His guards combined were no match for those people.

Charlie was a little hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, he reminded cautiously.

"I'm afraid this is not a good idea. Besides, I don't think the Bloody Hands people didn't notice them, and we need to remind them——"

"There is no doubt that this is the best idea, or can you come up with a better way?" The mayor waved his hand impatiently, and then said, "We don't have that much surplus in the granary for them, take it The food that cannot be produced can only be given to others. You should know what happened to those who were kidnapped by the looters, right? Think of those broken families. I am doing this for the good of the people in the town."

By this time, he felt sorry for the people in the town.

Picking up the tea cup again, looking at the silent old Charlie, the mayor took a sip of the warm tea and spoke slowly.

"The weather is getting worse."

"Pray that our neighbors can feed the jackals."

Charlie lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Follow your instructions."

The mayor nodded with satisfaction.

"Go down... By the way, when you go back, ask those unscrupulous people to collect more firewood and dry it in the sun as much as possible. The undried firewood will make a crackling noise when burning."

Charlie lowered his head, took the envelope and exited the study.

"Yes, sir."