This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 530: Dad, lend me some money!

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"Dad, lend me some money!"

A mansion in the inner city.

As soon as Sid rushed home in a hurry, he met his son's expectant gaze, and an expression of interest immediately appeared on his face.

Hey.

The sun is really shining in the west.

In the past, this **** always asked for money. Why did he suddenly use the word "borrow" today?

He doesn't care how his son spends money outside. His family fortune can't be lost just by spending money. As long as his son pays attention to it when sleeping with girls, he doesn't suddenly bring him a wild grandson back one day.

Who has never been young?

He also loved to play when he was young, but he became a little more restrained after he got married. After all, his wife's family status is not low, so they still have to worry about each other's face.

"How much?"

"Ten million!"

As soon as he heard the number ten million, Sid immediately frowned.

What is the concept of ten million?

Based on wages, more than 500,000 people in Boulder City would have to work hard for two or three weeks! And even if calculated in terms of output value, those horses and cows would have to work hard for at least a whole day!

Although chips are numbers to him, they are not waste paper after all. There is no doubt that this is not a small amount of money. Even if he can get it, he cannot allow his son to be so wasteful.

"Go to the housekeeper and get 200,000 to spend first. If it's not enough, ask me for it."

Seeing that his father had misunderstood him, Kumit suddenly became anxious, stamped his foot and said.

"Dad! I'm really in need! If you don't believe me, I can write an IOU!"

Sid said, glaring at him.

"Did you get into any trouble again? Please tell me the truth and don't make up your own mind again!"

Kumit smiled.

"No, what's the trouble? Am I that kind of person? Dad, to tell you the truth, I found an opportunity to make money!"

Opportunities to make money?

Sid almost laughed.

Others don't understand his son, but he understands it too well. This guy can't keep money at all.

Putting her hand on his shoulder, Sid said patiently.

"You kid, sometimes you are a little naive. Don't be fooled by others. Tell your dad, which **** fell in love with you?"

Kumit opened his father's hand dumbfounded.

"What! I told you about the opportunity to make a fortune! You know about that Ji Xiu, right? He's back from Ideal City!"

"Kisiu? You mean... Malvern's second son?" It took Sid some time to remember the name of that bastard.

To be honest, he didn't have a very good impression of the boy. He was too reckless and, to put it more seriously, thoughtless!

You can obviously hire two desperadoes to deal with the family, but you have to be smart and set fire to it, and do it yourself like a pig. It is simply too ignorant.

Fortunately, that boy had a smart father who sent him out of the city immediately. He first dealt with the militia and then found a scapegoat to calm down the anger of the residents in the outer city, thus settling the matter. .

They can indeed not take the rules on the surface seriously, but there is still a set of unwritten rules that they must abide by.

If you really don’t follow any rules, then you are not a predator?

If it weren't for the sake of that boy's father, Sid would never agree to his son hanging around with that guy every day.

Of course, considering that Jixiu has stayed in Ideal City for five years, maybe with the help of the old fox in Malvern, he has established his own basic base in the local area, and it is still worth investing to save face.

He planned to find an opportunity to send his youngest son there, and establish a relationship in advance so that he could be taken care of when he got there. After getting a large amount of Cr, he also wanted to go there to relax for two days and experience another kind of luxurious life.

Thinking of this, Sid had some concerns in his mind and said softly.

"...Go to the steward to get two million chips."

Kumi's face suddenly fell in disappointment.

"Huh? Only two million..."

"You are too young," Sid angrily slapped the ungrateful boy on the back of the head, "You have never been a master, so you don't know how hard it is to make money! Take two million and spend it. Don’t write a special IOU. Just give me a written note. After you lose money, go to Ideal City to study! Now the opportunity is so good, the flight can be direct, at least you can learn something for me and come back!"

Kumit pursed his lips.

Honestly, he didn't think it was hard to make money.

His good buddy is the son of the president of Boulder City Bank. The son of the big boss Weijia is his lackey. Making money is not a matter of time for him.

Moreover, Ji Xiu has made a very detailed plan. They have a detailed and complete plan that can drive the price of S coins to the sky!

But time is money, so two million is two million.

When he turns these two million into four million, or even forty million, or four hundred million... I believe this idiot dad will be impressed by him!

While Kumit was dreaming of getting rich, Sid had already gone to his wife Bonnie's place.

Pushing open the door and walking into the dressing room, he hugged the woman who was sitting in front of the dressing table with the maid combing her hair.

Although she is already in her forties or fifties, due to good maintenance and bionic technology, she looks almost the same as when she was young, except for some faint lines at the corners of her eyes.

If he were a wasteland visitor, he would probably be buried in the ground by the time he reaches her age.

"What are you so happy about?" Bonnie's cheeks were slightly red. She glanced at the maid next to her and motioned for her to go out first and close the door.

Sid didn't care if there was anyone next to him. Anyway, he had never tasted the taste of that girl, so he kissed his wife with a smile.

"Honey, we are going to get rich!"

Bonnie scolded.

"Get rich? Aren't we already rich?"

"There will be more money!" Sid sat on the sofa nearby and proudly told the whole story about the agreement he and Liszt had reached on the bond.

Liszt agreed to give him half of the cake at the "original price" and gave him professional advice, proposing that he allocate half to long and short debt.

He subscribed for 500 million short-term bonds and 1 billion long-term bonds... Although at first he planned to subscribe for all the latter for 1.5 billion, after all, buying 100 chips at the issue price of 85 sounded more attractive, but Considering that he also had to let Liszt earn some money, he nodded happily and agreed.

The issue price is 85. In other words, he can buy a debt of 1 billion chips with only 850 million chips, and the alliance will pay him 40 million chips in interest every year!

Of course, what he is worried about is not the interest on the 40 million chips per year. Only the poor will count on the interest provided by the bank.

He will use a suitable price, such as 1.3 billion or 1.4 billion, to split a total of 1.5 billion in debt and sell it to the chambers of commerce and factory owners in Boulder City.

After all, if he eats meat, he deserves a sip of broth from them.

The factories and chambers of commerce that have made money from the alliance now have a lot of money and will definitely be interested in this value-added transaction.

They will drink this soup.

And you must drink it!

Thinking of this, Sid couldn't help but feel proud of his genius scheming.

This one in and one out is 100 million!

He could earn the money that would have taken him two and a half years to earn by earning interest, and he could earn it in an instant just by moving his fingers.

An honest man like Liszt, who goes to the factory to do business, knows nothing about the real "power"!

"I always feel that something is wrong. Why would Liszt give you this kind of money-making opportunity? Is he a new aristocrat?" After listening to her husband's words, Bonnie still vaguely felt that something was wrong.

To put it bluntly, she doesn't trust the Wastelanders.

Even if the Wastelanders relied on money to become a noble in the inner city, their blood was still filled with filth and original sin.

Sid was not surprised at all by his wife's concerns. It was impossible for a vase like hers to come into contact with the darkness outside. Looking out of his own window, he could not see even an inch of wasteland.

But he knew it very well.

He knows better than anyone how desperate the wastelanders are outside and how long they long for life in the inner city. For that black card, they can humble themselves into the dust, take off their dignity and heart and throw it into the frying pan.

"Yes, he is a new noble, and I even got his black card for him, but the real core power of the inner city still has nothing to do with him. I can get half of the nobles to vote with me, but He also has to think about the worldly wisdom and ask me which side to stand on when voting so as not to offend anyone inexplicably. If he wants to gain a foothold in the inner city, he must rely on us, our family, and this building. Tangled blood vessels! You can understand that he is our family dog."

Looking at her husband's confident eyes, Bonnie felt a little more relaxed and put her hand on his shoulder.

"This family depends on you alone, so don't be too tired."

She doesn't understand those complicated things.

Her father protected her very well, but she could still guess the people outside by looking at the occasional sadness on the maid's face, the bitterness in her expression when writing letters to her sweetheart, and the fear when facing herself. It was actually not a good time.

Holding his arms around his wife's waist, Sid said confidently.

"Don't worry, your husband is not fighting alone. We are a group of people - a group of descendants of noble people who created a new world on the ruins of nothing. And our opponents are just a few frozen brains. The broken gophers, and the wastelanders who picked up trash and ate their stomachs."

"They don't understand what real strategy is. We saw them all, and they don't even know how many cards we have."

"We can't lose!"

……

"Hahaha! Those stupid pigs! You don't know how wonderful the expression on that idiot's face was when I told that idiot Sid that he could buy 100 debts with 90 chips! It turns out that an elegant and decent man can really transform from a human into a pig in just one second!"

A certain mansion in Dawn City,

Liszt had a proud and wanton smile on his face.

He described to Chu Guang vividly how he tricked the greedy fat pig into the cage he made during the banquet, and lured it step by step to put the rope around his neck.

Chu Guang listened with a smile on his face and clapped gently.

"Wonderful."

"You are overly complimentary!"

Suppressing the frivolous smile on his face, Liszt nodded slightly and continued respectfully, "No matter how wonderful my performance is, I am just an actor on the stage and cannot compare to you who designed the entire stage for me."

"Don't be so modest! There's no benefit in flattering me," Chu Guang smiled and continued, "Have you brought anything with you?"

"Here."

Liszt clapped his hands gently.

Soon, his confidant Han Long opened the door and walked in from the study carrying two large suitcases.

At the signal of his boss Lister, he placed the suitcase flat on the empty table on the side of the study and opened the lock.

I saw black and white chips with crown patterns lying in the suitcase, and the face value of these chips was 10,000.

Liszt looked at Chu Guang and said respectfully.

"Please take a look."

Chu Guang glanced at Lu Bei standing next to him.

"Go and count them."

"Yes!"

Lu Bei nodded neatly and walked towards the two suitcases.

Although Chu Guang knew that Liszt must have counted the chips over and over again and would never dare to lie to him, letting Lu Bei go through the motions would reassure him.

As for Lu Bei, he was as meticulous as ever about the tasks he assigned and counted them one by one seriously.

Looking at the young man who was concentrating on counting money, Liszt's expression relaxed a little and he looked at Chu Guang sitting on the sofa with a smile.

"According to your instructions, I transferred more than half of the bonds to a famous noble in Boulder City. As expected, he will sell these bonds to the factory in Boulder City."

If the result of the last round of inflation was that the social wealth of Boulder City was concentrated in the hands of the powerful aristocrats and the businessmen who controlled the means of production, then this round of inflation caused by subprime debt will Let the businessmen who control the means of production also begin to taste the "sweet bitter fruit".

Those businessmen are the most cunning.

They greedily enjoy the comfortable water of a hot spring, but will be the first to become alert when the water is so hot that it burns their buttocks.

So when necessary, they will pull nobles who are not very smart but strong enough to face external threats together.

So if you want to harvest them, you have to put more effort into it. First, sell the meat-cutting knives to the nobles in the inner city, and lend their hands to do this time-consuming and laborious work.

A total of three billion in debt is just the beginning.

Neither Liszt nor Chu Guang promised Boulder City that this was the last amount of money they would borrow from Boulder City, and that they would not use new debt to repay old debts.

"Actually, there is one thing I don't quite understand." Liszt suddenly asked.

"What happened?"

"The alliance has an account in Boulder City, right?" Liszt looked at Chu Guang doubtfully and asked, "Anyway, the chips have to be brought to Boulder City for trading, so why not just transfer the money directly? But it must be in cash? ”

Chu Guang smiled and said casually.

"Because this money is not used to buy things, it is fishing bait. In this game, we can only guarantee our own credit, and it is difficult for others to say, so I need some off-site cash. to fulfill our promise."

Chu Guang looked at the suitcase on the table.

According to his instructions, Lister asked Sid to pay a "deposit" of 20 million chips in advance, and it was a cash transaction, and then sent someone to deliver the chips to the alliance.

No one dared to ask Sid what he was doing with the money, and the 20 million was stuck in a moderate amount, so Boulder City Bank would not be aware of the news in advance.

Half of the two million is to pay the debt of Boulder City Bank, and the other half is to show Malvern, telling that guy that the alliance has even prepared the principal and interest for next year.

So don’t think about using debt to blackmail the alliance into giving in!

Malvern is a smart man. He will definitely realize that making too much money in local currency is equivalent to drinking a lot of bubbles. He will definitely use debt to put pressure on the alliance, either by proposing to liberalize the free circulation of chips and silver coins, or by asking the alliance to help He found a new home for the excess bubble.

Whether it is allowing chips to cross the bridge and exchange them for Cr, or allowing chips to price the food of the Lion Kingdom and the mineral resources of Xizhou City, these are all means that can achieve the goal.

But Chu Guang couldn't let the cunning fox escape smoothly, and even planned to use this opportunity to get them into deeper trouble.

Malvern would never have dreamed that his major shareholder was so impatient that he could not wait to repay the principal and interest for the alliance at the end of the year, stabbing himself without knowing it.

Liszt nodded in understanding.

"What about the remaining money? It's not easy to get 830 million chips in cash. This is not a small sum. The Bank of Boulder City will definitely keep an eye on this money. Even if Sid withdraws the cash first, I'm afraid it won't be possible. Too easy."

Chu Guang smiled and said: "No need to bring it out, why do I need so much waste paper? We will use the money to buy some things, part of which will be used to repurchase discounted debt, and part of which will be used to purchase production materials. I may need your help sometimes."

Liszt asked with interest.

"What to buy?"

Chu Guang did not reveal it to him, but said it concisely.

“You can use this money to buy things that cannot be bought with the 510 million mid-term and long-term loans given to us by Boulder City Bank. Our Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Economy have made a list, which has just been discussed , I can tell you that this thing exists, but I won’t tell you its content in advance.”

Because this is unfair to other competitors.

Liszt plans to sell Boulder City at a good price, and Chu Guang will let him get the benefits he deserves, but only the agreed part.

The future plan of the alliance is another matter.

Liszt immediately understood what Chu Guang meant, then stopped asking further questions, smiled relaxedly, and changed the subject of this dangerous topic without leaving any trace.

"Okay, let me know when you need me... But having said that, you are so efficient. We reached a consensus in just one meeting. Who can the noble men in the inner city eat one more bite of this trivial matter?" We have been arguing about this matter for a week, but when we should be more cautious, we are so quick."

"That's their business."

Looking at Lu Bei who nodded to him, Chu Guang smiled, stood up from the sofa, and shook hands with Liszt, who also stood up.

"But I guarantee that they all have a share, and they will not miss a bite."

Significantly holding the solid and powerful steel back, Liszt also smiled and responded respectfully.

"It's an honor to serve you!"

……

While the top executives of Boulder City and the alliance were scheming with each other, the three-day celebration had come to an end.

After tonight, everyone’s lives will have to return to their daily routine and start going to work again.

But not many people felt sorry.

On the contrary, I am full of expectations for tomorrow.

Because starting from tomorrow, they will only have to work eight hours, the boss will not only not deduct their wages, but also give them more salary. Because the league requires their bosses to cooperate. If they don't cooperate, they will pack up their things and go to the neighbors.

Compared to a market with rapid growth and unlimited potential, what is the increase in labor expenses?

Smart people can do this math problem.

On the other side, with the help of Fang Chang, Dolly has completed her column.

However, just when she was excitedly planning to tell her boss Hal the good news, she discovered that his boss was coming from Boulder City.

Moreover, he was accompanied by a large group of employees, carrying their luggage in disgrace, looking like they had been kicked out.

The doorstep of my home on the edge of Linghu Lake.

After hearing Hal’s explanation, Dolly’s eyes widened.

"The newspaper has been disbanded?!"

Hal looked at Dolly with a guilty look on her face and said softly.

"...I am not disbanding."

"I know...but why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Dolly clenched her fists angrily.

In order to write that column, she spent almost the entire celebration looking around on the streets of Dawn City, and did not even enjoy the celebration.

After she finished everything, her useless president told her that her job was gone? !

Hal shrank his neck and said guiltily.

"I thought I would come here anyway, so I wanted to tell you face to face... By the way, your arm is healed? Congratulations, it suits you very well."

The distraught Dolly pressed her eyebrows, but he did not change the subject. She was still brooding over the closure of the newspaper.

"But...but...isn't the newspaper invested by the alliance?"

Hal sighed and looked at Dolly who was trying to make a final struggle and said.

"Yes, but it is impossible for the alliance's embassy to put pressure on Boulder City for our newspaper. This is their internal matter. The alliance does not want to make a fuss about this matter... Of course, due to the alliance's face, Boulder City also Don’t make it difficult for us, let us take everything away. Except for the windows and doors, which I can’t take away, I packed up everything I could take away, including your desk.”

Dolly looked at him blankly.

"Then...what are you going to do next?"

Hal's expression was slightly complicated, and he looked at the setting sun in the west.

"I plan to take my colleagues to Luoxia Province to start a new survivor daily there and expand the business from the Lion Kingdom. Of course... If you don't want to go so far, you can also start in Dawn City , there is also "Survivor Daily" here, I talked to the editor-in-chief here, they welcome us."

He has read the "Daily Survivor" in Dawn City, but it is not as interesting as the one he ran in Boulder City. After all, it takes some skill to argue with Mr. House.

Most of the literate people in the league will find a unit with better conditions. However, the profitability of newspapers is limited, and editorial positions usually do not offer high salaries. Therefore, most of what they write is in vernacular and less Some humor.

However, we can still look forward to their future.

After all, the price of advertising will increase with the growth of the economic scale, and good times here will always come to those who do things seriously.

"Daily Survivor" originated in Boulder City.

But their mission is over.

After explaining what was going to happen next, Hal did not dare to stay and enjoy the meal. He carefully said sorry again and left.

Looking at Dolly who came back from the entrance looking lost, Fang Chang gently patted her shoulder and comforted her.

"It's okay..."

"But that was a press release that was hard to write..." Dolly's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt unspeakable grievance in her heart.

She believes that the alliance’s method has a lot to learn from. If the working environment of the workers is improved and the residents of Boulder City are made rich, more new things will spontaneously flow into Boulder City, and because Everyone's strange ideas become more abundant. Even if we can't return to the good old days of prosperity, we can still make everyone's lives a little better than they were yesterday.

She doesn't like the aristocratic men in the inner city. Having worked as an intelligence dealer, she knows better than anyone how ugly and dirty those people are.

But if it can make the lives of the people in Boulder City better, she is willing to put aside her petty hatred and publish the good things she saw in the alliance in the newspaper, even if some of them are just one-sided or even naive ideas.

Some people imagine, some improve, and some try, three people can always do more than one person can do, and no one can come up with a perfect solution from the beginning.

What she never expected was that just when she was planning to do these things, "Daily Survivor" was forced to close its doors.

An insult more vicious than sarcasm and ridicule is complete indifference.

"Don't you think it's ironic?" Fang Chang coughed lightly and couldn't help but joke, "The big bad wolf with a bad taste was treated as a guest, but the smart prosecutor lady lost her beloved Work - Hey, are you a cat?!"

Before he could finish his words, Dolly had already pounced on him and bit him with his teeth.

"You are still teasing me!"

Looking at the tears filling his eyes, Fang Chang suddenly felt a little distressed, although the player did not feel pain.

He reached out his hand, hugged her gently, and touched her head.

"Sorry."

"You didn't do anything bad, you don't need to apologize!"

With tears in her eyes, Dolly sniffed stubbornly, her voice so low and hoarse that it made people feel distressed, "You had already guessed that it would turn out like this...right?"

Fang Chang sighed softly.

"If I say I didn't expect it, it would be a lie, but it did surprise me so quickly."

Dolly looked at him with heartbreaking eyes.

"But why! Why do they want to..."

"The reason behind it may not be as complicated as you think. It may just be that a noble picked one up from a civilian newsstand on a whim one day. They usually don't like to read that stuff, just like they don't usually Go try watered down beer, but once you take a sip, they frown...so it's not your fault, there's no need to feel bad for someone who doesn't deserve it."

Not wanting to make Dolly too sad, Fang Chang continued to comfort her.

"Also, even if we put aside the matter of the newspaper, it is still quite happy for me to look around on the streets of Dawn City with you, poking around to find out the 'secret recipe' for the rise of the alliance."

This kind of simple happiness is not so easy to obtain in the information age.

In reality, it is so easy for him to know something. He only needs to move his fingers or make a few phone calls to find out.

"...But our efforts are meaningless," Dolly lowered her head, "My column...will not be published."

"How could it be? Didn't I say that even lying side by side with you on the lawn and counting the stars is full of meaning? Besides, we have done so many things these days. The meaning of it should not depend on whether we have done it or not. It’s up to the person to decide the matter.”

Looking at those confused eyes, Fang Chang shook her little hand.

"How about trying to contribute to the Alliance's "Daily Survivor"?"

"We care about what they don't care about, and we don't think it is so important about what they care about. I believe that the editor-in-chief of "Daily Survivor" will be moved by your meticulous investigation. We need your eyes to discover what is hidden among us. 'Naked fruit', and other hidden dangers that we have not discovered yet."

The confused colors gradually regained their radiance.

Happy to see her cheer up again, Fang Chang smiled softly and made a harmless joke in a very soft voice.

"...It would be a pity to just give up."

"I'm still waiting for the gentle and kind Miss Dolly to make money to support me."

……

After coming out of Liszt's home, Chu Guang ordered Lu Bei to take the brothers of the Guards Regiment to send the chips to the Ministry of Finance, while he went to Linghu North Street where the players gathered, intending to take a look at him What new things did the little players do?

And just as he was passing by the community built by players, he happened to meet Hal who had just come out of Fang Chang's house.

Before he could think of how to explain, Hal originally wanted to hide away, but saw that Chu Guang had already seen him, so he had no choice but to step forward and say hello. Before Chu Guang asked, He told the whole story in detail.

With his head lowered and not daring to look into the manager's eyes, Hal apologized in a low voice.

"Sorry...I failed to live up to your expectations and made the newspaper useless."

Looking at his trembling look, Chu Guang happened to be in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Have I told you what my expectations are?"

Hal was stunned for a moment, confusion appearing in his eyes.

Not thinking about it, he scratched his head.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. I just asked you to do this thing. I didn't stipulate how you must make it. But now it seems that this investment has achieved unexpected results. Your choice and decision It made me feel like it was worth every penny."

Looking at this confused young man, Chu Guang said with a smile.

"It's a good idea to open a newspaper office in Luoxia Province. Just do whatever you want. Remember to say hello to your father for me when you go back. By the way, have you eaten?"

Hal came to his senses, his stomach growled, he blushed and shook his head.

"No..."

"Let's just go together."

When Hal heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was flattered and quickly waved away.

"Then, why is that so embarrassing?"

Chu Guang laughed, patted his shoulder and joked.

"What's the point of being embarrassed? Wasn't it me who invited you to the first meal you had in Qingquan City? I didn't see you at that time. I'm so embarrassed."

Hal coughed dryly.

"That's different...that's hungry."

And how can it be compared with now!

The alliance has grown into a towering tree, and even his father has to respect the managers of the alliance.

Not to mention him.

"Just treat it as a farewell before leaving! When you go to the desert, remember to tell the people there what I look like, and stop imagining based on that painting." Looking at Hal, who was still embarrassed, Chu Guang smiled and urged, "Let's go, go drink, don't grind!"

It would be disrespectful to refuse any more.

Hal nodded dumbfounded and was pulled to the barbecue stall by Chu Guang.

Many shelter residents are here.

They were not too surprised by the arrival of the manager. Most people were still busy with their own affairs, and only some idle people came up to say hello.

However, Hal could see that the glib titles they made up did not really regard this adult as an unattainable existence, nor did they have any sarcastic or sarcastic meaning. They just hoped that through this behavior Art caught his attention.

Is there any benefit to this?

In fact, they know in their hearts that managers will not favor them because of their "flattering", right?

Hal didn't know what they wanted to do, he just observed the shelter residents curiously. For him who had been staying in Boulder City, everything here was full of novelty.

After nightfall, the crowd became even louder and even melodious music was played.

People here seem to be celebrating the last night of the celebration.

They knead cracked-claw crabmeat with flour and sprinkle with spices to make patties, and they bring the table together to share victory drinks and stories of adventure.

They never seem to tire.

Don't take the wasteland seriously at all.

The aroma of oil is more intoxicating than the foam of beer, and what makes people unable to take their eyes away is the rising bonfire and the dancing in front of the bonfire.

The manager who brought him here has long gone.

Hal, who accidentally drank too much, stared at the increasingly hazy world in front of him in confusion, and softly hummed his newly composed limerick——

“It’s great to have lanterns and colorful decorations, and the hyenas also join in the fun, greedily grabbing into the oil pan, crying and laughing.”

Just wait and see.

Those arrogant guys.

When he thought that after going to the desert, he could no longer appreciate the mournful expressions of those arrogant men, Hal suddenly felt reluctant to leave this place...

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