Sberg is back.
And I met the manager!
Boulder City Hall.
When they saw the familiar face appearing at the door, the coworkers' association immediately rushed up excitedly and surrounded him.
Wait a moment!Don't ask me about the manuscript!Looking at the surging crowd, Spberg seemed to guess what they would say and immediately shouted, "I have something important to say!"
Hurry up!Stop talking nonsense, reaching out and hooking his shoulder, Lovett urged, "You said you are going to the northern suburbs, and now you have been there too, where is the story behind it?"How is the chapter of the Great Revolution written?
Now I want to say something more important than this!
Pushing away Lovett's hand, Sberger signaled everyone to be quiet, cleared his throat and said.
He asked me to try on his power armor, and that thing was really extraordinary... Even with my physique, wearing power armor can gain the power of a giant!
An electrician couldn't help but say.
Incredible…He really lets you wear it.
The other workers also jokingly.
I don't believe it!Your coat didn't stink him to death?
that is!
Bragging you!
Sberg didn't take everyone's jokes to heart, because he knew that it was true and that it was true.
Believe it or not, that gentleman is actually a very easy-going person and he doesn't care so much.Although his guard was a little scary, the young man kept staring at me, making me afraid to mention borrowing the bathroom... But these are not the key points.
Lovett swallowed.
What is the point?
Is there anything more outrageous than a canner who was invited by the Alliance manager to try on the power armor?
Everyone stared at Sberg intently, waiting for him to continue talking.
A happy smile appeared on Spberg's face, as if his dream had come true.
The Awakened One can defeat the power armor!This was told by the manager in person!He is both an awakened person and a power armor, and no one knows better than him!
There was a burst of marvelous voices coming from the crowd.
That title really bothered them for a long time.
Even because of that title, Boer's story has been ridiculed by illiterates in the militia regiment.
Although it was just a trivial matter, the controversy is finally over now.
Lovett clenched his fists excitedly: I just said that the title is not an exaggeration at all!Joy's bastard, I'll tell him clearly!
Seeing Lovett turn around excitedly and about to go out, Sberg quickly reached out and grabbed him.
Goodbye, this little thing is not worth it.
He doesn't like the people of the militia.
But the Revolution has ended, and what is needed most now is unity.
The coworker standing aside laughed and patted Sberg on the shoulder.
Don't look at Lovett, he and Joey have a good relationship.
Another coworker also said with a smile.
That's right!Joey is not that kind of stingy person. He is the few guy in the militia who is willing to tell the truth. Don’t write his ending too badly.
Joey?Is he in the book?Forget it... Sberg scratched his head, never remembering that there was this character in Boll's story.
But he planned to write about a centurion standing on the side of the people.
After all, during his time in prison, he did make the militia a little bit black, but in fact there were good people among the soldiers.
Whether those guys are on the side of the poor because they can't get their wages, can't grab them, or some other reason, this is a victory that all of them have won together.
This will never change.
Alisa stood on the edge of the crowd.
She held a letter in her hand, thinking about going over but couldn't squeeze in, so she could only try to stand on tiptoe and shake her arms.
Sperger soon noticed her, walked a way out of the crowd, came to her, and said with a smile.
Anything needed help?
Nodding vigorously, a rare tension rose on Alyssa's face.
That...is there a reply?
Hearing this sentence, Sberg scratched his head.
He came back empty-handed.
The alliance has declared their attitude and choices with actions, and this has outperformed everything for them, but he feels that the little girl in front of him is not just expecting.
But he still chose to tell the truth.
No……
Looking at Alyssa's lost eyes, Sberg thought for a while, sighed and continued.
Actually... I feel that gentleman feels a little guilty.
Alisa was stunned.
...Guilty?
Well, Sberg nodded, recalling the situation at that time, and said, after reading your letter, I noticed that there was a significant change in his expression...it was as if your choice was unexpected.
Those big men didn't always count everything, and he was convinced of this after meeting Mr. Fang Ming.
Even if you are as smart as that gentleman, you will have an ending that it cannot calculate.
And the administrator of the alliance, as he saw, was just an ordinary human, without three heads and six arms.
It’s just that many followers admire him, which gave him different meanings to his identity.
It is precisely because of this that he will carefully consider the impact of each choice and will regret unexpected mistakes.
Why?Didn't understand the truth, Alisa looked at him anxiously and asked, "Has I done something wrong?"
Sberg scratched the back of his head.
No, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. It would be better to say that you did it so well that it made him feel a little guilty.He may not have expected that a word from him would push a young man with passion to the edge of the cliff... How to say it?I feel like he wants to praise you for doing a great job, but he restrained it.
Sberg felt that the reason he could detect these was probably because he had the same feeling in his heart.
Especially when I saw the A finale in the screening room.
The coworkers carried his body forward towards the inner city, and then fell down in pieces, blood staining the entire street red... Even though he knew it was fake, he couldn't help but shed tears.
If there were no Survivor Daily, the later Coworkers' News, and the Awakening Bohr, which was born, there would probably be no workers who were passionate, and this jungle-like casino is likely to be still open.
He did not regret reading out the contents in the newspaper bravely, but he still felt a little scared when he remembered it, which was not contradictory.
If a word can turn a cowardly person into a warrior who is fearless of life and death, that letter may be regarded as an imperial edict by a group of people.
Even if Alisa doesn't have that idea, some speculators will have this idea.
As expected, the next city lord should be born in a co-worker association or militia regiment, or it may be a citizen.
But if the administrator wrote that letter, the fanatics might push a girl of sixteen or seventeen to a place she shouldn't have gone.
She has done enough.
Solving the current problem in Jushi City is not something that can be done by calling on everyone to grow vegetables in flower pots. Many people don’t have potted plants at all.
Ideals can bring nearly impossible miracles to the ground, but maintaining them requires a more realistic approach.
Otherwise it's another kind of hell...
Looking at the lost Alyssa, Spberg had an idea and spoke.
It is normal for you to not understand. In fact, I walked in front of the gates of hell and realized something... For example, when you meet someone you want to meet, you don’t have to wait until spring to do what you want to do.
Alisa was stunned.
Don't you have to wait until spring?
That's right, when I replied to my editor Miss Dolly, I said that I'll go to the league in spring, but in fact I should go there right away... You have a letter to that gentleman, right?Sberg looked at the envelope in Alyssa's hand and said with a smile, "It's better to bring it to him yourself." He happens to be in this settlement, and he will stay for about a few days."
It is not convenient for him to reply to you, but if you want to chat with him in person and in private, I think he will definitely not be stingy with just a few words of praise!
……
At the same time, the northern corridor of the River Valley Province, located on the plains adjacent to the Great Rift Valley, a huge and prosperous city-state.
This city with a population of millions is like an isolated island standing in the wilderness.
The red and blue light and images are so vivid that Ideal City.
However, it's just like it.
Whether it is size, population, productivity, or something at its core, this settlement called the Free State can be called the opposite of the ideal city.
The flood of prosthetic bodies and psychotropic drugs are everywhere in the streets and alleys. The cheap virtual dreams are like fragile dreams, healing people's trauma and satisfying all their fantasies.
Of course, there is not only depravity and desolation here, but also a good side.
Just like there is a free refrigerator here but requires two minutes of advertising, and there are also spotless flat apartments with floor-to-ceiling windows inside and outside.
No matter how poor or rich, anyone who is valuable to this settlement can live here no matter how much it is.
The puppets built by the Great Rift Valley built the settlement and formulated a series of rules to press them on its head.
People in the old era had high hopes for it, hoping that it would become the second production department, an ideal city that truly serves the wasteland and obeys the old era.
However, the planners who were high above have never asked what the survivors living there wanted to be.
The only power left by our ancestors to the people is to give ourselves a name.
So people decided to call this place Bugra.
Pugra is both their currency and the name of the Free State.
Because here, only Bugra can gain true freedom, and those who hold Bugra can be called living people.
Office of the President of the Flint Group.
Standing at the desk, Xavier said respectfully.
… Recently, a group of migrants from the South, who claimed to have been persecuted by the new authorities in the Rock City and applied for asylum to the Bugra authorities.
Sigma, sitting in an office chair, asked casually with her back to him.
What is their opinion?
As before, they planned to leave this trouble to the Great Rift Valley for deliberation... Xavier looked at the real emperor respectfully and asked cautiously, what about your opinion?
I think they did a great job.
Sigma suddenly laughed out loud and said in a teasing tone, just to let the old people in the Rift Valley see what they had raised.
certainly.
With the style of the Great Rift, we will definitely treat these shamed people with tolerance and let the Free State authorities regularly give them some alimony to spend the rest of their lives.
Sigma has heard of it.
To this day, the old man who lived the longest is still worried about the disintegration of the post-war reconstruction committee and the fact that various settlements have fled themselves.
He has no objection.
Since that old man is so nostalgic, let these bed bugs live.
Ugly also has ugly meaning.
Letting those maggots continue to live is the greatest humiliation against the Construction Committee.
Xavier looked at Sigma with admiration in his eyes.
You really expect things like a god, and the Stone City can't even survive this winter.
Most senior executives of the Flint Group believe that the Stone City can at least survive this winter, and the wave of early spring is the last straw that will break the camel's back.
After all, logically speaking, the alliance needs Stone City to share the pressure of the wave, and will definitely not watch Stone City collapse, or even help them delay the crisis.
If you think so, it means they don’t understand the alliance and the manager at all.
As expected, no matter where there are people who ignore objective conditions and copy them.
Sigma smiled faintly and said carelessly.
...The demise of the Giant Rock City is inevitable, and a large amount of resources are concentrated in the hands of a group of waste.They use a system that will not create any value at all to screen out the winner, and no single piece of the winner's property is obtained from actual production and operation.It's like sending a gun to the hands of a blind man and giving a cane to a strong man. It's a miracle that they can survive until now.
The Flint Group is completely different.
Only those who create value for the company can get promotion in the workplace, and things like blood are worthless here.
Even the children of senior executives of the company must be selected by the education system before they can work in specific positions and become the company's dog.
He himself is the best example.
He was nothing more than a slum thief when he replaced the previous president sitting at this desk.
What about the alliance?Xavier asked curiously, how far do you think those people can go.
Alliance is another matter, Sigma said lightly, they are another kind of legion, maybe they will go far, maybe they will disappear soon.
Xavier asked with a frown.
Do you think they are militaristic too?
Sigma curled her lips.
Is your understanding of the Legion merely militarism?Like slavery, enfeoffment, and cloning troops, they are just means to achieve their goals.The Willant people use racial narratives, while the Alliance uses another narrative.Their goals are clear, one unites all Willant people and the other unites all survivors, this is the difference in the fundamental route, and that's all.
If the Legion wins, an empire ruled by new humans will probably be born on the planet.
And if the league wins, a new People's League will probably be born.
If Rock wins...
That probability is so small that almost no one takes it seriously.
As for the Free State of Bugra.
In the future he designed for the Free State, they need to break free from the legacy of the Post-War Reconstruction Commission and then win over all the wasteland tourists who were abandoned by the Ideal City.
In fact, these two tasks have been carried out simultaneously by Hurtstone Group.
Whether it was the legion's expedition or the bone-chewing chaos, they injected a lot of fresh blood and wealth into the Free State under his feet. Most of the officers who could not return to Triumph City remained in the Free State, and the nobles who were driven away by the new authorities in the Big Rock City also ran over.
Eventually they will become an ideal city in another sense!
A wastelander can indulge in it without worrying about drowning by dreams!
At this time, a knock on the door came from the door.
Seeing Sigma's eyes signal, Xavier bowed slightly with tactfulness, pushed open the door and left the office.
A man in formal clothes passed by him, stood at Sigma's desk, and said in a deep voice.
There is new news over the Rock City.
Sigma looked at him eagerly.
That weapon was found?
The man hesitated and shook his head.
No……
Sigma was silent for a moment.
Where is Rhine?
The man said with his head down.
...Dead.
Sigma took a deep breath, got up from the office chair, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room.
His eyes passed the high building with neon lights, and he looked at the endless wilderness to the south, and only cursed after a long time.
Oh shit!
A big loss!
……
Garbage city.
There was silence in the circular parliamentary hall.
Just now, the news that the sudden change in the Rock City and the fact that it became the fifth settlement in the alliance finally came here.
When they learned that a large number of inner city residents were exiled, almost all the councillors had chills on their faces.
Although their name is MPs, they know very well what they are actually.
As one of the old survivor forces on the wasteland, the lighthouse that shines for a century and a half south of the valley province, the Rock City has largely acted as a role model.
Even if their method is not the best, it is indeed feasible to drive a history back on the wasteland.
Whether it is the earliest Honghe Town or the garbage city under their feet, it will be somewhat of a shadow of the giant rock city, imitating the rule model of the nobles in the inner city.
And now, from the exiled residents of the inner city of the Rock, they seemed to see their future.
Almost every member of the parliament became nervous and talked at the conference table.
I heard that the Giant Rock City was overthrown by a group of workers and militia, and a group of scavengers also joined in the fun...
But we can't shut down all the factories and drive away all the scavengers.
Maybe we should improve their treatment.
At least improve the treatment of soldiers!
Reserve a portion of the dinar or Cr. At least if our currency is over, we can still pay soldiers in foreign currency...
This sentence has been recognized by many people.
Many members of parliamentary senators couldn't help but nodded, and even the speaker, who was sitting in the first place, rarely made a statement early.
This is a good idea.
Not only the dinar and Cr, but also silver coins must also be included in one of the foreign exchange that needs to be reserved!
Otherwise, today of the Rock City will be their tomorrow!
This issue quickly entered the voting process and was quickly passed by high votes.
The garbage city will gradually increase its holdings of silver coins in a planned manner through trade until the reserves of silver coins are close to about 200 million.
At the same time, they also have to purchase silver coins issued by alliance banks to hedge the inflation of the silver coins themselves.
Although everyone knows that doing this is a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause, it is better than doing nothing.
Just pay the protection fee to this powerful neighbor.
What made all the members of the Garbage City shudder was that less than a year before the alliance was established, those toxic thoughts had already destroyed the towering embankment.
They couldn't help but think of the future.
If the alliance's philosophy is spread to the garbage city, how should they deal with it?
I heard that some wasteland tourists from Dawn City brought the Survivor Daily there, and some even followed suit and started to trade newspapers and told the story of Boer in the beer hall.
They can't snatch newspapers from people, right?
But if the survivors of the garbage city follow suit...
The more the members of the congressmen thought about it, the more scared they became. Finally, someone couldn't help it and raised his hand and suggested.
Otherwise, we will follow our neighbor, Red River Alliance and change the name to... How about the garbage alliance?
Before he could finish his speech, he was sprayed back by the councillor sitting not far away.
Are you crazy?!Do you think your life is long?
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he read it again, then he realized that he had patted his head and thought of something.
He said apologizing with a smile on his face, and withdrew his hand in shame under the staring of murderous gazes.
He admitted that the name was not good.
But other than that, he really couldn't think of any better and useful method...
The same scene is not only in the garbage city, but also in various settlements in the valley province.
Facing the collapsed huge stone building, some people saw the long night that was coming, and some people saw the dawn breaking through the darkness.
They are insignificant little people in the wasteland, including slaves from mines, wandering herders, and scavengers who are soaked in garbage dumps.
Most of them didn't know Boer's story.
But they knew that in a place called Qingquan City, there was a group of united survivors who defeated the evil dragons that enslaved them!
This devastated ruin finally ushered in a new light...
……
The main center of the Rock City.
Facing the ruins of the huge rock building, Melvin's weathered face was full of haggardness and depressedness.
Old Luca glanced at him.
Do you regret it?
What do I have to regret?Withdrew his gaze from the ruins, Melvin sighed softly and said, "It's a matter of time."
He knew very well.
What defeated them was neither more than 3 billion debt nor S coins that were hyped up to the sky, but the greed in their hearts.
But he had no choice.
He has used all the methods he can use.
Luca retracted her gaze from him and said to the elderly ruins in front of her.
The manager said you are a smart person and you were the first person to notice that this train must be braked.
Melvin smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly.
On the contrary, not only is I not a smart person, but I am hopelessly stupid, otherwise I would not have seen it clearly until the end...
In the end, the sins of their family will be washed by the fairy tale he left in his little daughter's heart...
This is also what shamed him the most.
But Luca didn't look at him, but just explained his purpose in concisely.
The administrator asked me to give you a task.
Melvin asked looking at him.
What task...
Luca continued.
Put your history into a book to objectively and in detail what happened in this settlement over the past two hundred years.His library needs such a book, and the Alliance's library will also need it.
Melvin said with a wry smile.
Is this a collectible habit?
He said this was one of his jobs. Luca glanced at the old man who was a few years younger than him and continued, if you really want to atone for the past, do this last thing seriously.Or do you think you can still do physical work at this age?
Melvin was slightly stunned.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a long time, he slowly nodded.
I will do this seriously.
Atonement...
Ah……
What a kind adult.
Melvin suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes.
He is right.
If you don't want to bring regrets and regrets into the coffin, this is the only thing you can do and have time to do
The last nail was completely nailed to this decaying coffin.
Looking at the gratitude behind the turbid pupils, Luca said nothing, but simply nodded and left with her back to the ruins of the huge stone building...
And I met the manager!
Boulder City Hall.
When they saw the familiar face appearing at the door, the coworkers' association immediately rushed up excitedly and surrounded him.
Wait a moment!Don't ask me about the manuscript!Looking at the surging crowd, Spberg seemed to guess what they would say and immediately shouted, "I have something important to say!"
Hurry up!Stop talking nonsense, reaching out and hooking his shoulder, Lovett urged, "You said you are going to the northern suburbs, and now you have been there too, where is the story behind it?"How is the chapter of the Great Revolution written?
Now I want to say something more important than this!
Pushing away Lovett's hand, Sberger signaled everyone to be quiet, cleared his throat and said.
He asked me to try on his power armor, and that thing was really extraordinary... Even with my physique, wearing power armor can gain the power of a giant!
An electrician couldn't help but say.
Incredible…He really lets you wear it.
The other workers also jokingly.
I don't believe it!Your coat didn't stink him to death?
that is!
Bragging you!
Sberg didn't take everyone's jokes to heart, because he knew that it was true and that it was true.
Believe it or not, that gentleman is actually a very easy-going person and he doesn't care so much.Although his guard was a little scary, the young man kept staring at me, making me afraid to mention borrowing the bathroom... But these are not the key points.
Lovett swallowed.
What is the point?
Is there anything more outrageous than a canner who was invited by the Alliance manager to try on the power armor?
Everyone stared at Sberg intently, waiting for him to continue talking.
A happy smile appeared on Spberg's face, as if his dream had come true.
The Awakened One can defeat the power armor!This was told by the manager in person!He is both an awakened person and a power armor, and no one knows better than him!
There was a burst of marvelous voices coming from the crowd.
That title really bothered them for a long time.
Even because of that title, Boer's story has been ridiculed by illiterates in the militia regiment.
Although it was just a trivial matter, the controversy is finally over now.
Lovett clenched his fists excitedly: I just said that the title is not an exaggeration at all!Joy's bastard, I'll tell him clearly!
Seeing Lovett turn around excitedly and about to go out, Sberg quickly reached out and grabbed him.
Goodbye, this little thing is not worth it.
He doesn't like the people of the militia.
But the Revolution has ended, and what is needed most now is unity.
The coworker standing aside laughed and patted Sberg on the shoulder.
Don't look at Lovett, he and Joey have a good relationship.
Another coworker also said with a smile.
That's right!Joey is not that kind of stingy person. He is the few guy in the militia who is willing to tell the truth. Don’t write his ending too badly.
Joey?Is he in the book?Forget it... Sberg scratched his head, never remembering that there was this character in Boll's story.
But he planned to write about a centurion standing on the side of the people.
After all, during his time in prison, he did make the militia a little bit black, but in fact there were good people among the soldiers.
Whether those guys are on the side of the poor because they can't get their wages, can't grab them, or some other reason, this is a victory that all of them have won together.
This will never change.
Alisa stood on the edge of the crowd.
She held a letter in her hand, thinking about going over but couldn't squeeze in, so she could only try to stand on tiptoe and shake her arms.
Sperger soon noticed her, walked a way out of the crowd, came to her, and said with a smile.
Anything needed help?
Nodding vigorously, a rare tension rose on Alyssa's face.
That...is there a reply?
Hearing this sentence, Sberg scratched his head.
He came back empty-handed.
The alliance has declared their attitude and choices with actions, and this has outperformed everything for them, but he feels that the little girl in front of him is not just expecting.
But he still chose to tell the truth.
No……
Looking at Alyssa's lost eyes, Sberg thought for a while, sighed and continued.
Actually... I feel that gentleman feels a little guilty.
Alisa was stunned.
...Guilty?
Well, Sberg nodded, recalling the situation at that time, and said, after reading your letter, I noticed that there was a significant change in his expression...it was as if your choice was unexpected.
Those big men didn't always count everything, and he was convinced of this after meeting Mr. Fang Ming.
Even if you are as smart as that gentleman, you will have an ending that it cannot calculate.
And the administrator of the alliance, as he saw, was just an ordinary human, without three heads and six arms.
It’s just that many followers admire him, which gave him different meanings to his identity.
It is precisely because of this that he will carefully consider the impact of each choice and will regret unexpected mistakes.
Why?Didn't understand the truth, Alisa looked at him anxiously and asked, "Has I done something wrong?"
Sberg scratched the back of his head.
No, it has nothing to do with right or wrong. It would be better to say that you did it so well that it made him feel a little guilty.He may not have expected that a word from him would push a young man with passion to the edge of the cliff... How to say it?I feel like he wants to praise you for doing a great job, but he restrained it.
Sberg felt that the reason he could detect these was probably because he had the same feeling in his heart.
Especially when I saw the A finale in the screening room.
The coworkers carried his body forward towards the inner city, and then fell down in pieces, blood staining the entire street red... Even though he knew it was fake, he couldn't help but shed tears.
If there were no Survivor Daily, the later Coworkers' News, and the Awakening Bohr, which was born, there would probably be no workers who were passionate, and this jungle-like casino is likely to be still open.
He did not regret reading out the contents in the newspaper bravely, but he still felt a little scared when he remembered it, which was not contradictory.
If a word can turn a cowardly person into a warrior who is fearless of life and death, that letter may be regarded as an imperial edict by a group of people.
Even if Alisa doesn't have that idea, some speculators will have this idea.
As expected, the next city lord should be born in a co-worker association or militia regiment, or it may be a citizen.
But if the administrator wrote that letter, the fanatics might push a girl of sixteen or seventeen to a place she shouldn't have gone.
She has done enough.
Solving the current problem in Jushi City is not something that can be done by calling on everyone to grow vegetables in flower pots. Many people don’t have potted plants at all.
Ideals can bring nearly impossible miracles to the ground, but maintaining them requires a more realistic approach.
Otherwise it's another kind of hell...
Looking at the lost Alyssa, Spberg had an idea and spoke.
It is normal for you to not understand. In fact, I walked in front of the gates of hell and realized something... For example, when you meet someone you want to meet, you don’t have to wait until spring to do what you want to do.
Alisa was stunned.
Don't you have to wait until spring?
That's right, when I replied to my editor Miss Dolly, I said that I'll go to the league in spring, but in fact I should go there right away... You have a letter to that gentleman, right?Sberg looked at the envelope in Alyssa's hand and said with a smile, "It's better to bring it to him yourself." He happens to be in this settlement, and he will stay for about a few days."
It is not convenient for him to reply to you, but if you want to chat with him in person and in private, I think he will definitely not be stingy with just a few words of praise!
……
At the same time, the northern corridor of the River Valley Province, located on the plains adjacent to the Great Rift Valley, a huge and prosperous city-state.
This city with a population of millions is like an isolated island standing in the wilderness.
The red and blue light and images are so vivid that Ideal City.
However, it's just like it.
Whether it is size, population, productivity, or something at its core, this settlement called the Free State can be called the opposite of the ideal city.
The flood of prosthetic bodies and psychotropic drugs are everywhere in the streets and alleys. The cheap virtual dreams are like fragile dreams, healing people's trauma and satisfying all their fantasies.
Of course, there is not only depravity and desolation here, but also a good side.
Just like there is a free refrigerator here but requires two minutes of advertising, and there are also spotless flat apartments with floor-to-ceiling windows inside and outside.
No matter how poor or rich, anyone who is valuable to this settlement can live here no matter how much it is.
The puppets built by the Great Rift Valley built the settlement and formulated a series of rules to press them on its head.
People in the old era had high hopes for it, hoping that it would become the second production department, an ideal city that truly serves the wasteland and obeys the old era.
However, the planners who were high above have never asked what the survivors living there wanted to be.
The only power left by our ancestors to the people is to give ourselves a name.
So people decided to call this place Bugra.
Pugra is both their currency and the name of the Free State.
Because here, only Bugra can gain true freedom, and those who hold Bugra can be called living people.
Office of the President of the Flint Group.
Standing at the desk, Xavier said respectfully.
… Recently, a group of migrants from the South, who claimed to have been persecuted by the new authorities in the Rock City and applied for asylum to the Bugra authorities.
Sigma, sitting in an office chair, asked casually with her back to him.
What is their opinion?
As before, they planned to leave this trouble to the Great Rift Valley for deliberation... Xavier looked at the real emperor respectfully and asked cautiously, what about your opinion?
I think they did a great job.
Sigma suddenly laughed out loud and said in a teasing tone, just to let the old people in the Rift Valley see what they had raised.
certainly.
With the style of the Great Rift, we will definitely treat these shamed people with tolerance and let the Free State authorities regularly give them some alimony to spend the rest of their lives.
Sigma has heard of it.
To this day, the old man who lived the longest is still worried about the disintegration of the post-war reconstruction committee and the fact that various settlements have fled themselves.
He has no objection.
Since that old man is so nostalgic, let these bed bugs live.
Ugly also has ugly meaning.
Letting those maggots continue to live is the greatest humiliation against the Construction Committee.
Xavier looked at Sigma with admiration in his eyes.
You really expect things like a god, and the Stone City can't even survive this winter.
Most senior executives of the Flint Group believe that the Stone City can at least survive this winter, and the wave of early spring is the last straw that will break the camel's back.
After all, logically speaking, the alliance needs Stone City to share the pressure of the wave, and will definitely not watch Stone City collapse, or even help them delay the crisis.
If you think so, it means they don’t understand the alliance and the manager at all.
As expected, no matter where there are people who ignore objective conditions and copy them.
Sigma smiled faintly and said carelessly.
...The demise of the Giant Rock City is inevitable, and a large amount of resources are concentrated in the hands of a group of waste.They use a system that will not create any value at all to screen out the winner, and no single piece of the winner's property is obtained from actual production and operation.It's like sending a gun to the hands of a blind man and giving a cane to a strong man. It's a miracle that they can survive until now.
The Flint Group is completely different.
Only those who create value for the company can get promotion in the workplace, and things like blood are worthless here.
Even the children of senior executives of the company must be selected by the education system before they can work in specific positions and become the company's dog.
He himself is the best example.
He was nothing more than a slum thief when he replaced the previous president sitting at this desk.
What about the alliance?Xavier asked curiously, how far do you think those people can go.
Alliance is another matter, Sigma said lightly, they are another kind of legion, maybe they will go far, maybe they will disappear soon.
Xavier asked with a frown.
Do you think they are militaristic too?
Sigma curled her lips.
Is your understanding of the Legion merely militarism?Like slavery, enfeoffment, and cloning troops, they are just means to achieve their goals.The Willant people use racial narratives, while the Alliance uses another narrative.Their goals are clear, one unites all Willant people and the other unites all survivors, this is the difference in the fundamental route, and that's all.
If the Legion wins, an empire ruled by new humans will probably be born on the planet.
And if the league wins, a new People's League will probably be born.
If Rock wins...
That probability is so small that almost no one takes it seriously.
As for the Free State of Bugra.
In the future he designed for the Free State, they need to break free from the legacy of the Post-War Reconstruction Commission and then win over all the wasteland tourists who were abandoned by the Ideal City.
In fact, these two tasks have been carried out simultaneously by Hurtstone Group.
Whether it was the legion's expedition or the bone-chewing chaos, they injected a lot of fresh blood and wealth into the Free State under his feet. Most of the officers who could not return to Triumph City remained in the Free State, and the nobles who were driven away by the new authorities in the Big Rock City also ran over.
Eventually they will become an ideal city in another sense!
A wastelander can indulge in it without worrying about drowning by dreams!
At this time, a knock on the door came from the door.
Seeing Sigma's eyes signal, Xavier bowed slightly with tactfulness, pushed open the door and left the office.
A man in formal clothes passed by him, stood at Sigma's desk, and said in a deep voice.
There is new news over the Rock City.
Sigma looked at him eagerly.
That weapon was found?
The man hesitated and shook his head.
No……
Sigma was silent for a moment.
Where is Rhine?
The man said with his head down.
...Dead.
Sigma took a deep breath, got up from the office chair, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the room.
His eyes passed the high building with neon lights, and he looked at the endless wilderness to the south, and only cursed after a long time.
Oh shit!
A big loss!
……
Garbage city.
There was silence in the circular parliamentary hall.
Just now, the news that the sudden change in the Rock City and the fact that it became the fifth settlement in the alliance finally came here.
When they learned that a large number of inner city residents were exiled, almost all the councillors had chills on their faces.
Although their name is MPs, they know very well what they are actually.
As one of the old survivor forces on the wasteland, the lighthouse that shines for a century and a half south of the valley province, the Rock City has largely acted as a role model.
Even if their method is not the best, it is indeed feasible to drive a history back on the wasteland.
Whether it is the earliest Honghe Town or the garbage city under their feet, it will be somewhat of a shadow of the giant rock city, imitating the rule model of the nobles in the inner city.
And now, from the exiled residents of the inner city of the Rock, they seemed to see their future.
Almost every member of the parliament became nervous and talked at the conference table.
I heard that the Giant Rock City was overthrown by a group of workers and militia, and a group of scavengers also joined in the fun...
But we can't shut down all the factories and drive away all the scavengers.
Maybe we should improve their treatment.
At least improve the treatment of soldiers!
Reserve a portion of the dinar or Cr. At least if our currency is over, we can still pay soldiers in foreign currency...
This sentence has been recognized by many people.
Many members of parliamentary senators couldn't help but nodded, and even the speaker, who was sitting in the first place, rarely made a statement early.
This is a good idea.
Not only the dinar and Cr, but also silver coins must also be included in one of the foreign exchange that needs to be reserved!
Otherwise, today of the Rock City will be their tomorrow!
This issue quickly entered the voting process and was quickly passed by high votes.
The garbage city will gradually increase its holdings of silver coins in a planned manner through trade until the reserves of silver coins are close to about 200 million.
At the same time, they also have to purchase silver coins issued by alliance banks to hedge the inflation of the silver coins themselves.
Although everyone knows that doing this is a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause, it is better than doing nothing.
Just pay the protection fee to this powerful neighbor.
What made all the members of the Garbage City shudder was that less than a year before the alliance was established, those toxic thoughts had already destroyed the towering embankment.
They couldn't help but think of the future.
If the alliance's philosophy is spread to the garbage city, how should they deal with it?
I heard that some wasteland tourists from Dawn City brought the Survivor Daily there, and some even followed suit and started to trade newspapers and told the story of Boer in the beer hall.
They can't snatch newspapers from people, right?
But if the survivors of the garbage city follow suit...
The more the members of the congressmen thought about it, the more scared they became. Finally, someone couldn't help it and raised his hand and suggested.
Otherwise, we will follow our neighbor, Red River Alliance and change the name to... How about the garbage alliance?
Before he could finish his speech, he was sprayed back by the councillor sitting not far away.
Are you crazy?!Do you think your life is long?
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he read it again, then he realized that he had patted his head and thought of something.
He said apologizing with a smile on his face, and withdrew his hand in shame under the staring of murderous gazes.
He admitted that the name was not good.
But other than that, he really couldn't think of any better and useful method...
The same scene is not only in the garbage city, but also in various settlements in the valley province.
Facing the collapsed huge stone building, some people saw the long night that was coming, and some people saw the dawn breaking through the darkness.
They are insignificant little people in the wasteland, including slaves from mines, wandering herders, and scavengers who are soaked in garbage dumps.
Most of them didn't know Boer's story.
But they knew that in a place called Qingquan City, there was a group of united survivors who defeated the evil dragons that enslaved them!
This devastated ruin finally ushered in a new light...
……
The main center of the Rock City.
Facing the ruins of the huge rock building, Melvin's weathered face was full of haggardness and depressedness.
Old Luca glanced at him.
Do you regret it?
What do I have to regret?Withdrew his gaze from the ruins, Melvin sighed softly and said, "It's a matter of time."
He knew very well.
What defeated them was neither more than 3 billion debt nor S coins that were hyped up to the sky, but the greed in their hearts.
But he had no choice.
He has used all the methods he can use.
Luca retracted her gaze from him and said to the elderly ruins in front of her.
The manager said you are a smart person and you were the first person to notice that this train must be braked.
Melvin smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly.
On the contrary, not only is I not a smart person, but I am hopelessly stupid, otherwise I would not have seen it clearly until the end...
In the end, the sins of their family will be washed by the fairy tale he left in his little daughter's heart...
This is also what shamed him the most.
But Luca didn't look at him, but just explained his purpose in concisely.
The administrator asked me to give you a task.
Melvin asked looking at him.
What task...
Luca continued.
Put your history into a book to objectively and in detail what happened in this settlement over the past two hundred years.His library needs such a book, and the Alliance's library will also need it.
Melvin said with a wry smile.
Is this a collectible habit?
He said this was one of his jobs. Luca glanced at the old man who was a few years younger than him and continued, if you really want to atone for the past, do this last thing seriously.Or do you think you can still do physical work at this age?
Melvin was slightly stunned.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a long time, he slowly nodded.
I will do this seriously.
Atonement...
Ah……
What a kind adult.
Melvin suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes.
He is right.
If you don't want to bring regrets and regrets into the coffin, this is the only thing you can do and have time to do
The last nail was completely nailed to this decaying coffin.
Looking at the gratitude behind the turbid pupils, Luca said nothing, but simply nodded and left with her back to the ruins of the huge stone building...
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