This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 525: I will consider giving myself a few days off

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Recently, the opening hours here are getting earlier and earlier, especially for those VIP customers who spend a lot of money, it is open around the clock.

To the guests' slight disappointment, the devil's silk artwork seems to have disappeared from the bar recently, replaced by nylon imitations.

Although this has become more convenient in a sense, people still feel that something is missing.

After all, humans are not animals. Apart from those things, there are still some spiritual pursuits. And the artwork made of indestructible devil's silk can just make the originally vulgar dance look less vulgar.

What can arouse people’s desire to conquer more than rejection?

People complained that the thing was too strong, but they were more willing to spend money on it.

However, regarding the matter of "banning the devil's silk weaving art", the owner of the Queen of the Night Bar, Luo Bo, was very determined.

Even if he is the first to taste the sweetness.

It doesn't matter if the sub-magazine of "Daily Survivor" teases his girl. Neither he nor they care about face anyway, they only care about the chips. But that guy dares to tease the aristocratic grandfather in the inner city. He simply doesn't want to live. !

He doesn’t want to be splattered with blood...

At this moment, in the box that best demonstrates your identity.

A few young men with oily hair and pink faces were leaning on the soft sofa, hugging a group of disheveled beauties on the left and right.

From the belts they threw aside casually, it can be seen that they are worth a lot of money-it is the skin of the Death Claw.

And it’s still the death claw of age.

Immersed in the gentleness surrounding him, Ji Xiu narrowed his eyes comfortably, and after a dull shiver, he smacked his lips and smiled.

"Boulder City is still happy."

Here, I have to take matters into my own hands every time, but over there I just move, and the other person understands everything with just one look.

And he is quite gentle and considerate...

The guy sitting opposite me asked with curiosity on his face.

"Are there not many androids in Utopia?"

My name is Liszt, and I am Sid's son.

As for Sid, he is a well-known noble in the inner city. I don’t have any shares in either Vega Trading Company or Boulder City Bank. The chips are just numbers to people like me.

Logically speaking, my father's status is lower than that of Ji Xiu's father. Ji Xiu should be my follower. However, Liszt admires the guy behind him very much and is willing to lower his status and let me sit in the "small "Brother" position.

Because that guy always has endless ideas, every time we feel like talking, I can lead a group of us to come up with something new. It's just that this time, seven years later, we really haven't gone too far.

This girl is the same age as my sister, so it’s a shame that I came up with this idea. Before the incident was revealed, this open-minded old man was willing to accept our bargaining chips. He pestered us with snot and tears and asked us to take responsibility... But how could he be responsible?

难道我们抽签选个人出来把这姑娘娶回家?这我们老爹是但会把鼻子气歪，还会揍死我们!

There is a way, we can only make this family disappear.

It's a pity that the matter was not handled well. The fire was caused by Daxin and set fire to the surrounding houses, making the city defense chief furious. It was precisely because of this incident that my father gave Ji Xiu to the merchants inside and took him to the distant Ideal City to escape the limelight. And we also received praise from outside the family and were punished with several days of confinement and reflection.

Liszt originally thought that he would never see his good brother again, but he thought that the company suddenly opened a flight to Qingquan City.

As expected, my good brother did not disappoint me and came back to reunite with us as soon as possible.

Ji Xiu curled his lips in disdain.

"How can bionic people understand people better than people...and they can't grow up at all. They still think about this every day after such a long time. How noble!"

Liszt said with a playful smile.

"Do you have other entertainment? He is a big and elegant man, and he talks about how there are no boring things to do on the East Coast." Others also shouted.

"No!"

"He's just talking about it."

All the friends are looking forward to the good friend who has returned from afar, hoping that I can talk less about the East Coast. Although the young men of our father's generation were also low-class people in the inner city, not everyone had the opportunity to send their children to the ideal city.

Eight thousand kilometers away is too far.

And the power in our hands becomes more valuable the farther away we are from Boulder City.

No one dares to entrust us with their own flesh and blood unless they are the most trusted and powerful merchants.

In the wasteland within the giant wall, it only takes a big thought to send someone away, especially in a place where chips are in circulation and human life is thinner than paper.

And to be honest, even if we don’t have the chance to go to Ideal City, we really want to stay here for more than a few years.

This does not prevent us from hearing stories from people who have been there.

Furthermore, the personal experience of a good friend is more reliable than those told by businessmen who have actually been there... I really enjoyed the gazes of the stars, and Ji Xiu's eyes were consciously filled with tears. With a sense of superiority, Kuai Youyou spoke.

"The ideal city...is actually not as good as they imagined."

Liszt looked at me incredulously.

"But it's better than Boulder City, right?"

"He's overthinking it," Ji Xiu shook his head. "There are a bunch of rules and regulations here. What can be done and what can be done are all clearly written. There is no room for accommodation. ."

Actually, maybe not.

It’s just that my level is still high enough for the council to be accommodating, so naturally I know where to be accommodating. Liszt still had a confident expression on his face and continued to ask.

"Where are the nobles in the inner city here? We should have a better life, right?"

Ji Xiu said in a mixed tone.

"This is true, but in your opinion, what kind of vision do these people have? It cannot even be said to be short-sighted. Maybe the real little people will be different. I heard that we are more secretive and conservative in doing things... But other than that In fact, there is no difference from you. It is precisely because of this that life here is full of fun, otherwise why would we run to the city?"

For me, this is a wasteland in another sense - a spiritual wasteland.

I can only live outside a kennel of 70 square meters, carrying a neural connection device and communicating with the garbage under the endpoint cloud through the air... This is the most economical and trouble-free way of entertainment. At most, I am worried about inexplicable things. If you violate the rules, you will be locked up and forced to watch movies, or you will be thrown out by the guards.

This extra rule is so outrageous that it is conceivable that the efficiency is not that high, and that is unimaginable in Boulder City.

Enjoying the adoring gazes of the rubes, Ji Xiu took a bite of the grapes fed by the beauty and lazily commented on his hometown.

"I have said that... the changes there have been quite small. In the future, it would take at most two days to walk from there to the northern suburbs, but now it is almost a day."

Liszt said with a smile.

"It's true. These nosy guys in the northern suburbs fight with predators every day. Almost all the predators in the north have gone south to hide."

Another fat man also said excitedly.

"You also heard that there has been a lot of construction work here recently, and the roads on the low-rise road out of the city have been renovated!"

A short woman said with bright eyes.

"You know! Your father invested so much money!"

Ji Xiu curled his lips.

"How much money can you make from selling these steel bars and cement...are the price makers interested in truly profitable business?"

Liszt's eyes suddenly lit up.

"He has no way out?"

"It's more than just a way."

Ji Xiu smiled mysteriously, looked at a group of good buddies with cold eyes, and waved to us, gesturing for us to come closer.

I cleared my throat and lowered my voice.

"...You don't have any projects that can make a small amount of money."

……

“You can make money just by doing anything!”

A certain mansion in Dawn City.

Zhang Heika, who was sitting outside the study room, played with the white room card in his hand, glanced at the wall clock under the wall, and yawned with boredom.

I ended up feeling less interesting.

For that "white card", I spent a lot of money to smoothen the relationship. I spent at most a few million, but finally with the help of a few nobles, I paid a small "replacement fee" for At the price, a down-and-out poor nobleman was dignifiedly invited out and replaced by a new rich man in the inner city.

Outside of this, the dignity and elegance of the nobles are more important than anything else. On the contrary, the identity of the nobles itself is so mysterious.

As long as you own a single room in the Big Stone Mansion, you can be considered a member of the inner city aristocracy and enjoy the right to vote on all major decisions.

As for how to own it, it depends on how good you are as a person. It is not something that is clearly priced and circulated in the market.

A small number of nobles will not actually live in this huge stone mansion. The number under the door card symbolizes status and power. Among the huge stone buildings that were built after the war, there is not a circle of buildings that were built here, and they are also included in the inner city.

The living conditions in these places will be much better.

In addition, a certain nobleman in love lives outside the big room under the key card every day, which basically means that I am far away from bankruptcy.

People will acquiesce that I intend to sell the power in my hands for a good price, and will help me find a trading partner very considerately.

For example, the nobleman I replaced is not an example.

This guy lives at the bottom of a small building. He has no children and no skills. He is like a fat pig in captivity, looking forward to selling the key card in his hand day and night. It's a good price that "offends both yourself and your neighbors", and then go in with the chips and fall in love again.

The entire Boulder City must be compared to a small casino. Buying a door card with "gambling money" will undoubtedly mean going ashore.

It is precisely for this reason that I spent this huge sum of money at all costs.

It’s just because without that layer of identity, other nobles in the inner city can use the methods specified in the rules to trick me carefully, and it’s also because I don’t have ambitions that are far beyond ordinary people - I plan to rely on myself to excel. With his business acumen and power of action, he can change Boulder City and even the entire river valley province, and build a huge business empire!

I will definitely be able to retreat into the core power circle of Boulder City and make some like-minded partners, and my plan will go much smoother.

However, I quickly became disappointed before retreating into that circle.

There are no like-minded partners here, not even a slightly inferior person.

These guys are like a bunch of inbred pigs.

Do we have any wisdom outside our brains that humans don’t have, or we haven’t used all our brains in the internal friction between each other.

Even slave owners know that shovels are slower than digging soil by hand, and they often buy wood-burning generators and tractors from merchants like me to update their production equipment. However, these pigs have been raised in a tricky way. , but he wanted to remove all the hoof nails from the cows and horses and eat them, and proudly called them credit.

How can someone like that get along better than the old mayor of Bate Street and the farmer of Brown Farm?

Zhang Heika thought about it for several nights and finally figured it out.

In the end, we can only draw one conclusion——

We really don’t have a good father.

These survivors who do not have the courage to stand in the shelter and face the radioactive fallout and the eternal cold are indeed heroes.

We have endured the despair of falling from Utopia to the abyss, and even delayed the completion of things that should have been done by ourselves on behalf of these idle descendants

That is also the most appropriate thing to do.

We have created a "fairy tale-like world" for children, so much so that the nobles two hundred years ago could not even see the wasteland falling in love with it.

In fact, that understanding is wrong.

Has our wasteland started long ago...

At that time, there was a knock on the door in the study. Han Long, my most powerful man, opened the door and stepped back from inside.

"Sir, the little manager is here."

Zhang Heika threw the white card aside and immediately looked at me and said.

"Please step back please."

"Yes." Han Long nodded slightly, swung his electronic prosthetic eyes left and right, turned around and walked out of Zhang Heika's study.

After a while, Lu Bei opened the door and walked back from inside with a smile on his face.

"His house is really small."

Whether I brought a guard or not, I was still wearing this set of power armor. Zhang Heika had long been accustomed to this. He even replaced all his sofas with iron core ones because he was afraid there would be no place to entertain me.

"He should live in a smaller one. You just don't have a new house to live in temporarily. What if——"

"The environment outside the shelter is pretty good."

"But do you think its residents are quite happy to build beautiful houses?" Zhang Heika smiled and persuaded, "The shelter is too crowded after all. Even if he cares, I can always wrong the future manager’s wife and the future heir of the alliance.”

Jiang Xindan smiled calmly.

"You have known each other for so long, does he still understand you?"

Zhang Heika was silent for a moment, sighed heavily, completely gave up on this practical idea, and leaned forward under the chair.

"To be honest, the longer I know you, the more I know about you... often you will even feel scared when you are in front of me."

"Did you do anything to make him scared?"

"Yes."

Looking at the way I was speaking, Lu Bei vaguely guessed something, then smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Old Brown is still running my farm. I accepted your transformation, freed the slaves outside the home, and disbanded the armed forces. All future matters will be written off. You allow me to continue to live in my farm as a Union citizen. Under the soil. And the person who did that was none other than Luca, the city lord of Dawn City who was almost executed by me. He saw that you can even forgive your enemies, but he has never done anything, right? When it comes to your affairs, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Zhang Heika shook his head.

"The matching of money and status is a natural sin. At most you can buy nobles in the inner city, and even become a noble... But outside of that, you have no way to become a resident of the shelter, and you are not allowed to live in the lake. Their operating logic also understands what you want to do at any time. No matter what, you just hope that when you need money one day, you will be given a chance to hand it over."

Lu Bei said reluctantly.

"Why can he change his mind slightly? The alliance is an alliance, you use your own rules, you are the same as any survivor colony... He looked at Bucky, I am even too slow to be human. , is it quite depressing every day there?"

Zhang Heika said helplessly.

"I am a resident of Ideal City, and no one will take care of me even if I do something trivial...and you can see my face."

Lu Bei sighed and said.

"You have said many times that identity is not important in the alliance. Even if I become recognized by my father, as long as I identify with you, you will divide me."

Zhang Heika said with a wry smile.

"I hope you will keep your promise as always...So, what did you expect me to do when you came that time?"

Seeing that Zhang Heika Aizhong guessed that his visit was for a purpose, Lu Bei just went around in circles again, leaned forward under the chair, and said with joy.

"You are going to issue something called a bond."

"What is this?"

"A financial tool that can not only solve your financial problems, but also solve the investment difficulty problem of inner-city aristocrats."

Zhang Heika coughed.

"If you are short of money, let me know and I will lend it to you."

Lu Bei said with a smile.

"You are short of money, the alliance is short of money, and it will always be short of money. If the foreign exchange needs very few chips, how much less can he lend you? One hundred million?"

Zhang Heika said with his scalp numb.

"This...is really not difficult."

I had no idea that the manager had such a small appetite.

Lu Bei spread his hands.

"Really? That's a cake that one person can eat. You need a small amount of chips to buy Boulder City's products and increase your market size, and now the pockets of the nobles in the inner city happen to be full of chips. So why do we use the money we are temporarily using to do some profitable business?"

Zhang Heika touched his chin without interest and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That doesn't sound interesting..."

Lu Bei smiled and continued speaking gradually.

"You cannot give seven-year and ten-year bonds. The total issuance quota is one billion and seven billion respectively. The chips are purchased and the chips are redeemed. It is very fair, and the most important thing is dangerous! The coupon rates are respectively 3% and 4%. Taking a ten-year bond as an example, a 100-chip bond can earn 4 chips of interest every year, and the principal of 100 chips can be obtained at once in the tenth year

Zhang Heika's eyes flickered slightly, and he was keenly aware of my intentions.

"That is equivalent to splitting the debt... Now only banks can invest, and some small and medium-sized chambers of commerce and even individuals can also participate."

Jiang Xin said with a smile.

"That's wrong! You even provide physical coupons and supporting electronic accounting services... People who hold your bonds can't even buy and sell freely on your trading platform. That way, even if no one wants to use the money, they can still use it. If you liquidate your foreign debt and sell it, you only need to pay a large handling fee."

What a pity, it seems that the black card also saw what my real intention was, but instinctively felt that I was there with malicious intentions.

"Why did he go to find Malvern?" After staring at Lu Bei for a while, Zhang Heika couldn't help but ask, "You work in a factory, and that's what you do."

Lu Bei shook his head.

"Melvin is an old fox. I want to get something from you, but if it is, I will allow you to use the borrowed money to repay future debts. From the end of this 200 million chip loan, you and Boulder City Every loan from the bank stipulates how the loan should be used, and the money must be deposited in the account of Boulder City Bank and subject to our supervision."

After a pause, I continued.

"So you need two issuance channels to issue chips-denominated bonds. You guarantee that the bonds issued through the two channels will have the same exercise. It's just that one is issued by the Alliance Central Bank itself, and the other is through Boulder City issued by banks."

"You regard him as one of your own, so you plan to let him be the distribution channel of the alliance."

Jiang Xinguan looked at Lu Bei blankly, thinking that I had told him all about "using borrowed money to pay off future debts".

After swallowing, I asked cautiously.

"Are you...really planning to pay it back?"

Jiang Xin gave me a strange look.

"If you plan to pay back the money, why bother with so little effort?"

Zhang Heika was silent for a while and said bravely.

"Just try it."

I must listen carefully to the alliance's opinions.

There is a way.

Who wants me to make a fortune from alliances?

It must be a black card factory. I will be a noble in the lower inner city all my life. Not to mention asking myself to help make money, if not asking myself to help kill people, I have to think of a way.

"Go and try it!"

Ribei stood up from the sofa and walked to the door of the study. He suddenly stopped and looked back at Jiang Xinying, smiling and encouraging me.

"Try your best to try. The alliance's business opportunities are all written in the newspaper. You will try to cooperate with them. If I doubt you, it will definitely happen. Both the alliance and Boulder City will thank him. , it must be okay and relevant, you can find someone else."

Zhang Heika said respectfully.

"You must do your best."

Close the study room.

Hearing the footsteps walking away, Jiang Xinying leaned forward under the chair and pressed her eyebrows with a headache.

The total issuance quotas are one billion and seven billion respectively...

Everyone you love will be scared away by that number?

Dear manager, you really gave me a difficult problem.

However, at that moment, Zhang Heika's eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Xinying under the table, and a hint of enlightenment suddenly surged in his heart.

As she took Kumit in her hand again and started playing with it, Jiang Xinying's eyes became more and more excited and she murmured a few words loudly.

"It's a good thing, but it's really difficult..."

……

Just when Zhang Heika ordered his hands to pack his things and prepare to go back to the Boulder Domain, something small or big happened in the Boulder City.

The "Daily Survivor", which became popular throughout Boulder City in the following days and almost made Mr. House lose his job, finally happened.

At this moment, a seal was posted on the door of the newspaper office. Several guards standing behind the door pushed and pushed away the idle people who gathered around to watch the silence.

"Get away!"

"If you want to cause trouble for yourself, don't join in the silence!"

Hearing this gentle tone, those who wanted to cause trouble dispersed one after another.

Only one woman didn't leave, and she couldn't help shouting.

"You are customers waiting for the new issue...you are here to enjoy the silence!"

I am the owner of the Walnut Tavern, not the one next to the industrial area. My name is Tang.

Workers who go to work usually come to my place to pick up cigarette butts and smoke them, and find literate people to read the free newspaper.

Although I hate these poor people with sad faces, this is almost my only customer, and usually when we see Ren Xing, we will still hold back and buy a glass of beer, or even Take a newspaper home as a souvenir.

Even for the sake of this beer, I think I should say something for us.

However, the two guards looked at each other before hearing this. They laughed and kicked away the country bumpkin who appeared out of nowhere. They looked at me crawling up from the ground and laughed. .

"Go away!"

"Is there such a thing anymore?"

Meanwhile, in the office downstairs,

When Chu Guang heard about the decree promulgated by the city hall, his eyes went white and he almost lost his breath. I stared at the guard who read out the order to me, wishing I had to kill this man with my eyes.

However, Wang Zai’s power may be of no use outside. The soldiers in Boulder City are princes outside the Ping Desert. That thing can at least save me from being punched.

"Stop publication?! Why?" Chu Guang spat and roared about filial piety.

The guard looked at me sarcastically.

"The city hall thinks he is spreading false news, who wants them to do business all day long."

Chu Guang's face flushed angrily, and he held up the "Playboy" sub-issue in his hand, his fingers shaking constantly, and finally he could only choke out one sentence.

"But that was just a joke! It was all news from his mouth!"

The content of the joke is roughly that a guy wearing a Death Claw from head to toe is trying to prove to my friends that he is brave, so he brags that his outfit was made from a Death Claw by me. Come up.

However, my friends obviously believed it, so in order to prove my bravery and dare to take a step forward, I could only throw myself under the prostitute, but in the end, I was exposed by the evil devil's thread. I am actually a strong wit...

It was originally a joke with two soft ads, and even the brand name. However, maybe my wording was too realistic, and I accidentally offended a certain aristocratic grandfather who had actually done that. .

The guard's answer really confirmed my suspicion.

"Yes, but a certain inner-city resident thought it was funny and was offended by it. Of course, you all know him. I am not the one who was laughing at the end, and I just kindly thought it was a good thing. ”

"What about this "Worker's Daily"?? You have been publishing news about poor people in it for a long time. It also helped a noble lady find your lost cat!"

The guard asked back

"So why did he continue to publish these things? They were quite good afterwards and could help the masters do something. However, these serialized stories are too exaggerated. How could the unarmed awakened person defeat the power armor? It's even more nonsense for Bing to buy the white card in the inner city. What does he think of the identity given by the villain of the city lord? Have you ever heard of a mercenary who doesn't have that ability? What kind of harm is he doing?"

Jiang Xin tried to argue.

"Remove that extra content from your love!"

"Mr. Dulong's opinion is yes."

"What about this Haus? I am better at talking nonsense than you! Anyone who has listened to my broadcast will know that what you write is not even a hot joke!"

Chu Guangzhang blushed. I am the idiot who talks nonsense in Yuan Ti's love, but now I have to be taken out as an example.

When it comes to bragging, I am one-ten thousandth as good as this guy. At most, I can't brag about it.

However, the guard was indifferent to my explanation and said patiently.

"I don't have a license. By the way, I used to have to have such a certificate. Specifically, you are in Taihan Lake. He should find out by himself."

Chu Guang looked at me pleadingly.

"You apply now! If you ask him, he will drive you away."

The guard shrugged his shoulders.

"That is his freedom, but he has to pack up the things there first. Tomorrow you will seal the place, and if you take anything away, you will assume that it is thrown away as garbage."

The guy in love is the prince of the Lion Kingdom. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with that guy, so I just put the gun down and be honest.

The guard said the last sentence, then turned around and walked away with all the brothers, leaving Chu Guang standing there in despair.

I feel like an ugly person.

The Alliance defeated the victorious Legion, and I felt proud and proud for a long time. However, the day after the failure celebration, my six months of hard work was taken away by one sentence.

"Do they understand... It feels like you put a flower under cow dung, and we want to compare ourselves to cow dung. Is there only cow dung left outside our shallow understanding? Is it done?"

"Besides the joke, you just wrote about a guy wearing Death Claw skins to entertain everyone. We must say that this is to offend the aristocratic grandpa in the inner city. Because people need to have their nails manicured, horses also need to have their nails manicured, so people are equal to Horse? What kind of **** logic is that?"

An employee said in a voice.

"...Indeed, the residents of the Alliance will also wear the clothes of dead men. We hate him more than Mr. House."

Another slightly older employee couldn’t help but asked,

"That's obvious...can't you appeal?"

The older editor shook his head.

"Difficult."

Everyone fell into a long silence, and they couldn't help but worry about the future. The two reporters looked at each other and couldn't help but look at me and asked.

"Boss..."

"What should you do?"

Chu Guang said with an annoyed look.

"I know, don't ask you! They just looked at Silence and said a word to you, and now they come back and ask you what to do! How do you know what to do?"

I originally planned to write a column about the alliance's celebration and the recent series of drastic actions, and I worked overtime to rush out of the pre-announcement, but suddenly such bad news came.

Looking at the helpful employees, Chu Guang suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength and let out a long sigh.

"...You will pay them their wages, so everyone can go their own way before."

Perhaps, I am really suitable for that line of work.

All the employees walked out with expressions of resignation.

The slightly older editor said immediately.

“Can’t I settle with silver coins?”

Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

"Silver coins?"

The few people standing next to the old editor nodded in agreement and spoke loudly one after another.

"You will be Mr. House's employees from now on... If you weren't fired by me because of my opinions, I would ask you to go back.

"And you also wrote articles that ridiculed me..."

"You are going to try your luck in the alliance. Isn't there a "Daily Survivor" besides this? You should be needed."

"Wrong! And now one chip can be exchanged for two silver coins, but in Juwan City, one chip can basically buy a piece of bread!"

"The alliance is actually OK..."

"But I heard that you can buy a kilogram of corn here for 0.9 silver coins! The remaining nutritional paste can even be used to feed pigs!"

Listening to the chatter of the employees, Chu Guang, who was originally in a tearful mood, suddenly felt relieved.

The wasteland is so small, there are not many places to go.

Speaking of which, my original purpose of opening that newspaper was actually just to find a job to support myself, and then to complete the trial my father gave me and my brothers and sisters - to bring something from the wasteland. Return valuable treasures.

It’s just that I lost all feelings for that newspaper so quickly that I completely forgot about my father’s instructions.

In fact, I feel more and more that fighting for the throne is worthwhile. This thing is not a burden in the first place. Drinking and writing poetry are what I love to do.

Before I left, I knew how Mr. Xiang would report on the alliance's celebration, but I didn't care about everything else.

Be careful.

Just a settlement.

I should be a cloud in the world, write poems to those who are worthy, and sing to those who are worthy.

I said it.

We want to open the "Daily Survivor" all over the wasteland! My employees still have their jobs, how can I be dejected at that time?

"Let's go together, the less people there are, the more love we will have!"

Everyone looked at me in surprise.

Especially this old editor dared to ask suspiciously.

"He plans to leave with you?"

"What did he say? You were originally a survivor there. You said you were from the land of Xiaguang Fan. However, you gave up with such difficulty. You did live up to the expectations of Mr. Manager, but you You will sincerely apologize to me."

Chu Guang coughed heavily under his face and continued.

"They must hate your boss, and they can't continue to follow you until they reach the alliance... Do the survivors outside the desert still have newspapers belonging to us? We should know what happens in that wasteland every day, you can't Go out and finish it all over again! Be small and weak, and create greater glory!"

"Although, people here are much poorer than those outside."

At this moment, Sister Shaoli still knows that she has not been unemployed yet, and is energetically dragging Fang Chang around in seven places on the streets of Shuguang City to collect materials for the celebration column of Lost in Love.

Aphne from the Honey Badger Kingdom is sitting by the window of the embassy attic, sighing as she looks at the setting sun gradually setting towards her hometown, wondering whether the gift she is about to give out can represent the wishes of the royal family and the people of the kingdom. I am worried.

The mosquito implanted with the Dayu brand symbiote was once again stuck outside the tin can made by himself, and by chance, he was photographed by a passing crow, and he posted it to the forum and laughed hard. After fighting for a while, it was regarded as revenge after a long time.

Duoladuzi took Makabazi and went down the mountain to hunt tigers and went fishing by the lake. Commander Quanshui and other brothers from the Storm Corps were in the lobby of the Highway Town Hotel, pouring out a thousand cups of bragging. The noodle shop owner, Zhang Hai, took turns pouring wine, while Lisa laughed and laughed happily at the side, urging us to drink more. She wanted to find out about the pangolins, but she was too shy to ask.

Bangfeng and Mushi Gulang went to Yunxizhou Shu to study the reactor again, while Ye Shi took my old sister Jiujiuren to level up the Claw Claw from a distance.

Lao Bai and the male researcher from the college went to the East District Forest in Qingquan City. You were very curious about the psychic interferometer here. What magical ingredients Yin Leina brought back from the desert seemed to be thinking about something new with tomatoes and scrambled eggs. Hakuan Cuisine

Only one night remains for Wali’s triumphal celebration

The dawn and silence are as always.

Lü Bei, who had just left Zhang Heika's house, had not returned to the shelter. The second son went to the farmland east of the city, looking at the land that had been reclaimed and thinking.

Seeing me staring at the distance for a long time, Jiang Xin, who was following me, asked loudly.

"Little man...is there nothing here?"

Lu Bei said casually.

"Yes."

Hal scratched his head and said politely.

"Look, you've been looking over here...you thought there was nothing wrong here."

"Well...there's really no problem."

Lu Bei thought for a moment and then said.

"You are thinking that you can treat us badly."

The food crisis is a top priority and can be completely handed over to the tributary countries. Those cultivated lands are precious resources. Maybe I should use part of the tax revenue to subsidize these people who stay outside the fields to work. Concerns about food prices next year.

Thinking of that, Lu Bei got a headache again.

How will I feel in the future? A wave of my little hand is not a string of numbers.

Before the scale of the alliance came down, I immediately felt that it was difficult to maintain the smooth operation of a large settlement.

There is too little room to spend...

And one of my thoughts is that it is no longer just a job for a few people, but a group of families who are eagerly waiting for it.

If I make mistakes in love, no one will go hungry.

There is no method that works when there are many people, but that’s how effective it is when there are fewer people. However, less is less and less is more, which is too difficult to grasp.

Looking at the manager beside him who fell into Shen Zhong, Jiang Xin fell in love for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak.

"Manager villain..."

Bei looked at the guys on the side.

"What's wrong?"