This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 247: Brother Fang’s “Market Research”
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The towering giant walls have made Boulder City a famous paradise. Compared with the distant Yunjian Province and Ideal City, this place seems to be within reach.
However.
This majesty does not benefit everyone here.
On the way to the main entrance of Boulder City, the first thing that comes into view is a huge slum.
The shabby shacks are like psoriasis, growing under the feet of the huge wall. From a distance, they look like a smelly ditch with no end in sight.
Most of the people living here are sallow and thin, sitting in front of the door in a daze wrapped in clothes that they have worn for an unknown period of time, or preparing to go out to scavenge.
There is no garbage to pick up in the nearby area. If you want to have a good harvest, you can only go to a higher floor or go further.
The sewage and excrement that can be seen everywhere dye the snow that should be white into other colors. The situation will probably be worse when the snow melts. It is a miracle that no plague broke out.
Fang Chang, who had never seen so many NPCs in this game before, looked at the scene in front of him blankly and asked.
"How many people are there?"
Xu Shun asked his question again, and Qian Lai answered in a nonchalant tone.
"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, maybe one hundred thousand, anyway, there are never fewer people here. Who would bother to count such things? It is completely meaningless."
Xu Shun had a surprised expression on his face.
Tens of thousands? !
This is too exaggerated.
At this moment, Fang Chang, who was staring closely at the VM screen to read the subtitles, was thinking about completely different things.
"Ten thousand people?!"
"...What do so many people eat?!"
It’s not farming anyway.
It doesn’t look like there’s room for farming here.
The shot of the slum is a crooked telegraph pole with several loudspeakers wrapped around it, playing several boring channels in rotation.
A hundred meters further is the main entrance of Boulder City.
There are clean cement roads, militiamen on duty, caravans ready to go, and poor people looking for work everywhere, including many even small children.
For most people here, there are only two things to hope for in life.
One is to be favored by caravans or merchants, and the other is to catch up with factories to recruit workers.
If you can't count on these two, and you can't let go of your only self-esteem to beg or sell your soul, then you can only become a mercenary.
Catch the wave and you don’t even have to buy a gun yourself.
Because they were carrying goods transported from the outpost, Fang Chang and his party were quickly targeted as traders.
A little boy with slightly curly hair and a dirty face followed Qian Lai step by step and said in a high-pitched voice.
"Sir, do you need a servant? I can count, do laundry, move things... I can also smell the rats and cockroaches hiding in the cracks, I can do any job."
He has good eyesight and can tell at a glance who among this group of people is most like a business person.
However, there are a lot of people with abilities like his in the entire slum.
"No need."
"Sir——"
The boy still wanted to fight for it, but Qian Lai interrupted him impatiently.
"I'll only say it once."
Looking at his unfriendly eyes and the pistol on his waist, the boy took a step back, not daring to fight anymore, and ran to the side to look for the next target.
Xu Shun glanced at the boy's lost back and said nothing.
He is not a compassionate person, and of course he will not naively want to help children or anything. Once this kind of thing gets started, there will be no end to the troubles that follow.
Who in this wasteland is not pitiful?
For him, the tasks assigned to him by the manager are the first priority, and everything else must be put aside.
But...
Looking at the towering giant wall, Xu Shun couldn't help but sigh.
The giant wall is very high, which makes people feel safe just looking at it.
But as expected, it was still the northern suburbs ruled by the administrator, which made him feel warmer...
Across the street from the main entrance of Boulder City is the Far Wind Hotel, with its signboard hanging on the magnificent door.
But the guests there seemed to have a little conflict with the hotel.
In front of the hotel waiter, a man wearing an old leather jacket, his face flushed with anger. There was a suitcase lying next to him. Judging from the scattered luggage, it should have been thrown out of the door.
Behind him, there were guests who were kicked out like him.
“Didn’t we agree that we only need one chip a day?”
The hotel waiter picked his ears and said impatiently.
"Yes, our manager said so, but it was winter and now prices have gone up. We didn't stop you from renewing your room, did we?"
"Ten chips a day? Are you robbers? Why does it become more expensive after winter?!"
"Of course it is to make room to entertain guests from far away. Why do you think it is cheaper in winter?" The hotel waiter sneered, "Okay, take your luggage and you can get out."
"What if I say no?" The man stared at him.
"What does that have to do with me?"
The waiter yawned, turned around and walked towards the main door without even looking at him.
When passing by the main entrance, he glanced at the security guard at the door.
"Leave it to you."
The heavily armed security guard nodded expressionlessly and stood there motionless, his eyes looking straight ahead, like a statue.
The man who was ignored looked annoyed and stretched his hands to his waist.
However, just as his hand touched his waist, a gunshot rang out, and a blood hole was instantly printed on the man's eyebrows, and he fell backwards.
The woman next to me screamed.
Several other guests quickly backed up, packed their bags and left.
Watching this scene throughout, Fang Chang looked at the militiamen at the city gate in surprise, only to see that they didn't even bother to look here.
Xu Shun, who was walking beside him, asked him about his surprise.
"Those people...don't care?"
Qian Lai gave him a strange look.
"Those people? You mean the militia?"
Xu Shun swallowed.
"Yeah."
Qian Lai smiled and said.
"The militiamen don't care about disputes outside of Boulder City. They only care about the land at the door. Law enforcement has boundaries. The wasteland is so big, we can't take care of every piece of land. After taking care of this street, do we need to take care of it again? Next street? This hotel has a good reputation. The owner is a noble from the inner city, and the manager is a capable person. He has good relations with several gangs in the slums. If you are here to do business, they will introduce you to The client... only charges 10% commission, and only once."
Taking out his rusty pocket watch and looking at the time, Qian Lai continued.
"It's noon now, there are not many people. If it were night, it would be more lively here, but I don't recommend you to have fun here."
"Fun?"
"Nothing, just forget it if you're not interested. If you are interested, you can ask the waiter at the door just now and he will introduce it to you."
"...?"
Xu Shun looked confused.
Qian Lai urged him.
"Let's go, it's time to line up at the city gate... By the way, are you ready for the city entrance tax?"
Xu Shun was stunned for a moment.
"Entry tax? Do you have to pay tax when entering?"
The manager told him that if these goods are sold, the caravan will be given a share, and part of the remaining money can be used to fund their activities.
But those goods haven't been sold yet, so he has no chips in his pocket.
I wonder if those people collect coins...
Qian Lai said with a smile: "Of course, you only get 3 chips once you enter the city, so most people won't come in and out at will. It's okay if you don't bring them. I'll pay for you this time."
There will be more opportunities to deal with you in the future.
Judging from the boss's reaction that night and the manager's attitude afterwards, Qian Lai felt that he needed to have a good relationship with them.
This is a long-term investment.
Six chips are just a small amount for him and his boss.
The queue didn't take long.
The main purpose is to check whether there are any dangerous goods in the goods.
It is worth noting that explosives with a yield of more than 300g are contraband, but bullets and rifles are not. Perhaps because they were absolutely confident that they could kill the troublemakers immediately, these militiamen didn't seem to care at all whether they brought weapons or not.
Think about it too.
What can be seen on this huge wall are the barrels of several heavy machine guns. It is reasonable to arrange a few snipers or similar things in invisible places.
When they checked Fang Chang, several militiamen unexpectedly looked at him and Gong behind him. After exchanging a few words in a low voice, they added a stroke to a notebook full of words. .
Of course, Fang Chang was doing the same thing, writing calmly in a small notebook with a pen.
[...The militia leader at the gate of Boulder City is very strong and can sense the dangerous aura. He is probably an awakened person, not sure what level he is. 】
[In addition, awakened people will be registered when entering the survivor stronghold. 】
[But judging from the reactions of people around them, ordinary awakened people should not deserve special treatment, and registration is just a routine matter. 】
The militiamen let the group go.
Looking at the majestic gate passing above his head, Xu Shun, who was carrying his luggage, couldn't help but sigh.
The giant wall is very high and feels very safe.
But as expected, it was still the northern suburbs under the rule of the administrator, which made him feel warmer...
……
"...We followed the caravan into Boulder City. The caravan leader paid the city entry tax for us, a total of 6 chips."
That night.
After going offline, Fang Chang immediately went to the official website to open a post and brought first-hand information about Boulder City to the forum.
Not only the players are curious about what Planner Dog has put in the new map, but even the planner himself is extremely curious about what is going on in Boulder City.
It’s true.
Chu Guang had saved up his chips for five months and planned to run there from Beit Street.
If he hadn't discovered Vault 404, he might have been driving screws there.
Since it was a serialized post, Brother Fang’s typing speed was not very fast. Chu Guang, who was sitting in front of the computer, clicked on the [See only the original poster] option and temporarily filtered the comments from the shady netizens.
"The situation inside the city is completely different from that outside the city. The streets here have been renovated, and the buildings have been rebuilt on the ruins that were knocked down. They get higher and higher as you go into the city, but they are not as high as the giant wall."
“Good hotels are expensive, and cheap hotels and pubs are hidden in intricate alleys. The conditions there are not much better than the slums outside. But it is worth mentioning that due to the construction of a drainage system, so It doesn't smell too bad."
"Maybe the planning is hinting to us that we should also consider adding some new municipal facilities to the strongholds on the surface?"
"As for clothing, the residents here mainly wear cotton and linen, and the weaving industry should be very developed. For citizens who work in the city, there is basically no problem in dressing, just one piece Clothes last a long time. Mercenaries prefer to choose leather clothes or body armor made of special materials, so even if they hide their guns, it is easy to distinguish them."
“A small number of hospitals and schools are scattered in several communities on the edge of the inner city. The people living there have a completely different mental outlook from those outside, and their spending power is also stronger.”
"There is also a wall in the city center, which is the inner city of Boulder City. More than ten pre-war high-rise buildings have been renovated to form the top of the pyramid of Boulder City. The ruler who dominates all this is a man named Fang Fang He is a bright man. He rarely appears directly in front of the public, and mostly shows himself as a holographic image. Most people are in awe of him, but a considerable number of people don't care."
"It is worth mentioning that the materials in Boulder City are not scarce, and the productivity is not low. Many technologies have even reached the realm of science fiction, but the vast majority of people still live in poverty. Especially for those who have not received education. For the educated lower class, there are only two ways to make a fortune, either joining a caravan or becoming a mercenary."
"After settling on a place to stay, we, together with the people from the caravan, took the Devil's Cloth and Spirit Leaves to the trading post. All bulk commodities in Boulder City were traded there, and there were hundreds of stalls inside, like It’s the same as the market. The stall owners there were amazed at our weaving craftsmanship, and I have to give a thumbs up to Ms. Teng Teng... But I can feel that they are obviously more interested in the spirit leaves."
"In the end, 10 pieces of devil cloth were sold for 5,000 chips, and 100 kilograms of spiritual leaves were also sold for 5,000 chips... This was the result of bargaining. At first, they only planned to give half of this number. The weight of the goods was actually They are almost the same, but in my personal opinion, the latter is easier to obtain and obviously more profitable."
"After the transaction was completed, the guard NPC and I walked around here and conducted a simple survey of the market. We found that the demand for rubber and biomass oil here is very stable, the purchase volume is surprisingly large, and the most critical thing The price is transparent! The only drawback is that the price is not high, and where to get so much rubber and oil is a problem."
"In addition, cotton, flax, grain, and materials such as steel, aluminum, and even precious metals such as silver and gold can all be traded here."
"The following is only speculation!"
“Considering that Boulder City focuses on the characteristics of the two professions [Businessman] and [Mercenary], the next version may open the business and mercenary gameplay.”
"If you plan to run a business, be sure to note that the residents here have weak spending power, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to sell delicious food at a high premium!"
"But in contrast, mercenaries have strong spending power and clear needs. Cheap weapons, protective gear, auxiliary equipment, stress-relieving alcohol and even spiritual leaves, as well as medical gauze and dry food, can all be found here Good price!"
"Maybe we should open a shop in Boulder City? We clearly have more weapons than we need!"
"Of course, if there are brothers who are in the power department who are interested, they can also go to the factory to drill screws? But the trigger method is currently unknown, and the benefits are very low, and the process seems extremely boring."
"Unless you have never been to a factory in real life, I strongly do not recommend it!"
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(I’m stuck in checking the information. It’s much more comfortable to straighten out the details, but I don’t have enough time. It’s really hard not to save the manuscript... I’ve laid the groundwork and started a new plot. I’ll update it today.)