The caravans in Honghe Town came earlier than planned.
After hearing the news of the destruction of the Blood Hand clan, these merchants only took two and a half days to march to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
The longer the time is delayed, the colder the weather is, and the probability of captives surviving will also decrease.They need to transport these prisoners back to Honghe Town before they freeze to death and sell them to the right buyer.
If more than half of the time I died on the way back, I wouldn't make much money on this trip...
Faced with the heavy snow all over the sky, the dusty caravan arrived at the entrance of the abandoned tire factory.
The team behind him stopped and a man wearing a cotton coat and a semi-automatic rifle hung on his chest walked out.
He looked up at Chu Guang and Haien standing on the door and said in a loud voice.
I am an employee of the Horseshoe Store, and all the goods you want are here!
Hayn's bodyguard named Wen was also in the caravan.
However, his identity did not allow him to interrupt here, so he just stood next to the yak carrying supplies, cleared the bullet nest of the revolver and passed the boring time.
Hold on.
Chu Guang made a gesture and then looked at the player beside him.
The players who had been waiting for the plot could not wait to see the manager's eyes and immediately turned the winch and opened the wooden village gate.
As the door opened, a group of plunder prisoners walked out of the dungeon dejectedly under the custody of four players.
Be honest!
Don't be too slow!
In fact, these plunderers did not procrastinate, but the players just wanted to shout something, otherwise they always felt that something was missing.
Due to the language barrier, the plunder captives could not understand what these blue jackets were saying. They could only feel it from the shaking muzzle, probably urging them to move forward.
Looking at the yak team at the entrance of the village and the horseshoe-shaped badge, many veterans of the raider had guessed their ending, and their faces were filled with despair.
There were only a few young raiders who were not old, looking confused, not knowing where they would be taken and what would happen.
The players holding the rifle whispered.
Some of them died in battle just a few days ago and are now alive.
Makabazi: There are a few prisoners here that look quite familiar.
Debt Big Eye: Hey, who killed you?
Makabazi: The ghost knows that the sky is so dark and the bullets are flying. I don’t feel that they are the black hand on the opposite side.Damn it!I was angry just thinking about it, why did I die?
Debt-in-Law: OK, you’ll be fine, it’s done with just one word, and no one dislikes you.I'm going to make up for it by my teammates, do you think I won't check the gun hole afterwards?
Makabazi: You have to be good, don’t talk about this anymore... You say, where will these plunderers be sent?
Debt Big Eye: It seems that the manager is planning to sell them to Honghe Town.
Makabazi: Honghe Town?
Debt Big Eye: There is Ah in the official website settings, haven’t you watched it?It is a town below Qingquan City, which looks like a few dozen kilometers.There were many pre-war landfills there, and slaves sold there would be sent to mines and mine until they died.
Tsk, it's so miserable... Makabazi's eyes turned and suddenly had a whim. But then again, if I sell myself over and then commit suicide, wouldn't I beg for free?
Hearing this slutty operation, he was shocked.
Damn, are you putting this card bug?
Although the crimes they committed were enough to hang themselves on the gallows ten times, Chu Guang still retained their basic human rights, allowing them to retain their clothes and shoes, eat the unknown meat in the warehouse, and simply bandage them with a small amount of plundered bandages.
The reason for doing this is not due to pity.
It was purely because of the worry that these people would die too much, which affected his income.
These people's good days are still coming.
30?The leading man counted the number of prisoners and looked at Chu Guang and asked, "Why is one missing?"
Maybe it's frozen to death.
Chu Guang, who came down from the village gate, looked back as if nothing had happened and happened to see a player dragging a broken body out of the dungeon.
Seeing that the numbers met, the leading man nodded, and said nothing, but just called the guard behind him to help unload the goods.
Complete the transaction early, and they can go home early.
……
According to the agreement between Chu Guang and Haien, each prisoner exchanges goods of equivalent value according to the standard of twenty kilograms of coarse salt.
One of the 31 prisoners died, counting 30, totaling 600 kilograms of coarse salt.
Here, coarse salt is a specialty of Honghe Town and is also a general equivalent for transactions between the two parties.
It was useless for Chu Guang to need so much coarse salt, so except for 200 kilograms of coarse salt, the other 400 kilograms of coarse salt were replaced with some specialties from Honghe Town.
This includes 30 revolver rifles, eight boxes of more than 4,000 handmade bullets rolled from copper leather, a large number of copper ingots, zinc ingots, chromium ingots, and potassium permanganate and other strong oxidants.
The former meets the defense needs of the outposts, while the latter is the raw material to drive the industrialization of the outposts.
In addition, there are some hardware parts used in processing machinery, as well as some mechanical parts such as gears and transmission shafts, which are mainly prepared for the owner of the weapon store.
Although several small players with specialized metallurgy can also make it by hand, the problem of steelmaking has not been solved yet, and the strength of the material has always been a flaw.
The quality of the tool that is sharpened by hand is hard to describe. It is okay to deal with it. In actual use, the wear and loss of the tool is surprisingly high, and it even needs to be replaced once every few days.
So many times Chu Guang suspected that Xia Yan did it deliberately for the sake of laziness.
Although Honghe Town’s industrial capacity is not as good as Jushicheng, there is no problem in producing some processing tools, and the quality is quite reasonable.
This time, Chu Guang bought a few more sets, and it should be no problem to use them until the beginning of the next spring.
In order to transport these goods, the Horseshoe Trading Company mobilized a total of ten mutant yaks and also equipped 8 gunmen with revolver rifles as guards.
Looking at the unloading people, Chu Guang glanced at Haien next to him and said.
Speaking of which, the man said he was an employee of the Horseshoe Trading Company.Are they your colleagues?
Hayn explained with a giggle.
Although we are all employees of Horseshoe Firm, employees like me may be slightly different from those you understand.Simply put, our relationship with the business is more like cooperation than hiring.The caravan guards and yaks you see are all property of the business, and the goods are bought by us employees themselves.
Chu Guang's heart moved.
Bought from a business?
Hayn glanced at Chu Guang in surprise, as if he was surprised that he knew, and nodded and said.
That’s right, our goods are purchased uniformly from the merchants, and the sellers are basically customers of the merchants... Except this time.We will reconcile every transaction, deduct the cost of purchasing goods and hiring guards, and we also need to distribute 60% of the profits to the merchant bank.
This sounds a bit like a franchisee system.
Purchase, logistics and even customer relationships are all based on the headquarters, while merchants like Xiang Haien are like franchisees.
In this way, even if the transaction is lost, the horseshoe merchants do not have to take any risks, and the losses are entirely owned by the franchisees.
If the transaction makes a profit, the business bank will draw 60% of the profits.
No, even if you lose, it will make a profit for the business.
After all, all franchisees are getting goods from the merchants, and it is definitely impossible for the merchants to sell these goods to franchisees at the cost price. Some of the profits are definitely intercepted.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh.
These natives are still the ones who are good at cutting leeks.
Compared with them, I am simply too kind!
However, I can learn from this trading model in the future.
For example, it is used in business running systems.
……
Goodbye, my friend, I hope I can have a happy deal with you next spring!
The delivery of the goods was finally completed, and Hayn stood beside the caravan with his two bodyguards, taking off his hat and paying tribute to Chu Guang.
Chu Guang smiled faintly and waved his hand.
Bon Voyage.
Hayn said with a hearty smile.
Hahaha, we are afraid we will have to walk against the wind for a while!Let's take a step first, I wish you good luck!
The group began to set off.
At this time, Chu Guang noticed that the female mercenary who was following Hayn suddenly turned around and looked at him with resentment.
The sight was just in touch, but the female mercenary was not ashamed. She even threw a kiss from him carelessly and left a lip-shaped sentence, "We will see you again."
Then, she disappeared into the vast snow mist with the caravan.
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't remember the name of this person, and he was even more confused about her last behavior.
Is it called...Wendy?
Or is it called Helen?
After all, he only heard the merchant named Hain say once. Who would pay attention to the name of a mercenary next to a merchant?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about such irrelevant issues.
Chu Guang shook his head and asked the player to load the supplies exchanged by the slaves onto the cart and prepare to drag them back to the warehouse of the outpost.
However, although Chu Guang himself didn't care, he couldn't resist the gossip enthusiasm of the players around him.Especially when I saw the last blowing kiss, a group of people instantly thought to go to the Mariana Trench.
I'm gia!That look has a story!
I saw it!That blowing kiss!
Do you think the manager will have something happened to that woman?
Not so?They only stayed for a few days in total.
It's been a few days too!
Damn, what should the owner of the weapon store do?
Big news!A one million-word short story that the manager and the caravan mercenary cannot tell!
Wow, it’s not simple!Absolutely not simple!It looks like a yellow-haired book!
If you understand, let the Mole draw a book when you go back!
Tsk.
These people are really.
When I saw the white arms, I thought of my thighs.
Chu Guang's eyebrows twitched, and finally restrained the urge to complain and maintained the reserve that an NPC should have.
He coughed, and in a commanding tone, he urged the players who stopped to gossip and forgot their business to continue working.
Move quickly!
While the snow at noon is not as heavy as before, we have to drag all the goods back!
Under Chu Guang's urging, the players finally stopped being slow and loaded the packaged goods onto the wooden truck.
Even though they still chattered, they never stopped from beginning to end.
Finally packed up the things and the group prepared to set off.
Looking at the village gate behind him, the construction site boy and brick who were on duty took a step forward and asked Chu Guang for instructions.
Dear Manager, what should I do with this stronghold?Do you still need to keep guarding?
There was nothing in the base point. He was wondering if he could reward the task in advance if he didn't need it.
Chu Guang thought for a few seconds and ordered.
The village gate burned.
The rest is left to the alien species.
This stronghold is too far from the players' resurrection point, and it has no strategic value in geographical location, so it is even more necessary to keep it.
Besides, just standing inside, Chu Guang felt that his SAN value was falling.
I really can't figure out how these plunderers lived here with peace of mind.
The construction site boy and brick nodded excitedly and said with the order.
yes!
Destruction is much more interesting than cutting down a tree!
……
Chu Guang can trust the players' plundering ability.
That was like a digging three feet into the ground. Not to mention that they didn't even let go of the chips hidden in the corner of the cabinet. They were a little more ruthless and even moved the cabinet back.
There is almost nothing left in the entire Blood Hand clan's stronghold.
And those leftovers are either inconvenient to take away or they have no value for recycling.
For example, the air-dried meat in the warehouse.
It is obvious that a considerable portion of these meats are not taken from normal prey.
After air-drying, it is difficult to distinguish which prey meat is and which are similar meat from appearance.
Out of mental cleanliness, Chu Guang simply didn't want it.
Some of them were thrown to the plunderers and prisoners in the dungeon for a while, and the remaining piles were simply hung on the hanging beams of the tire factory warehouse.
Just think of feeding rats and cockroaches.
As for potatoes like wool potatoes, full grains, and a vegetable that looks very similar to cabbage, Chu Guang asked someone to transport them back and collect them.
These are all good things.
Especially those vegetables, which look like three to four thousand kilograms in total, are mixed with grains and meat, which is enough to eat for a long time, and can balance the nutrition of cloned bodies.
As expected, these foods were probably obtained by the plunderers from Brown Farm to fight the autumn wind.
In addition to food, there are also some furs such as hyena skin, deer skin, wild boar skin and even bear skin, which are counted as 230 pieces.
It is unlikely that all of these furs are from Bet Street.
There are only one hundred families on Bet Street. Even if they pump the bone marrow of the old leech, they may not be able to collect all these tributes.
Chu Guang speculated that there must be a considerable part of it, which was tributed from other nearby survivors.
These plunderers spent the entire fall so they all had the stolen goods they collected, and before they could enjoy them, they all took advantage of their new owners.
Chu Guang naturally had no intention of returning them.
Rules on wasteland.
Whoever picks it up will belong to him.
A raging fire broke out in the village gate, and Mars, which were blown away by the north wind, kept floating towards the main building.
Looking at the fire in front of you and thinking about the contents of the two diaries, Chu Guang felt a little subtle emotion in his heart.
Pull out the silver snake revolver inserted between his waist and fired a shot into the sky.
Bang!
The gunshot echoed on the snow-covered streets, drowned in the wind and snow, and confessed the dead souls who died here.
Swipe off the white smoke floating on the barrel.
Chu Guang inserted the revolver back into the gun bag made by Teng Teng, turned around and looked at the waiting players, and walked in front of them.
go home!
After hearing the news of the destruction of the Blood Hand clan, these merchants only took two and a half days to march to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
The longer the time is delayed, the colder the weather is, and the probability of captives surviving will also decrease.They need to transport these prisoners back to Honghe Town before they freeze to death and sell them to the right buyer.
If more than half of the time I died on the way back, I wouldn't make much money on this trip...
Faced with the heavy snow all over the sky, the dusty caravan arrived at the entrance of the abandoned tire factory.
The team behind him stopped and a man wearing a cotton coat and a semi-automatic rifle hung on his chest walked out.
He looked up at Chu Guang and Haien standing on the door and said in a loud voice.
I am an employee of the Horseshoe Store, and all the goods you want are here!
Hayn's bodyguard named Wen was also in the caravan.
However, his identity did not allow him to interrupt here, so he just stood next to the yak carrying supplies, cleared the bullet nest of the revolver and passed the boring time.
Hold on.
Chu Guang made a gesture and then looked at the player beside him.
The players who had been waiting for the plot could not wait to see the manager's eyes and immediately turned the winch and opened the wooden village gate.
As the door opened, a group of plunder prisoners walked out of the dungeon dejectedly under the custody of four players.
Be honest!
Don't be too slow!
In fact, these plunderers did not procrastinate, but the players just wanted to shout something, otherwise they always felt that something was missing.
Due to the language barrier, the plunder captives could not understand what these blue jackets were saying. They could only feel it from the shaking muzzle, probably urging them to move forward.
Looking at the yak team at the entrance of the village and the horseshoe-shaped badge, many veterans of the raider had guessed their ending, and their faces were filled with despair.
There were only a few young raiders who were not old, looking confused, not knowing where they would be taken and what would happen.
The players holding the rifle whispered.
Some of them died in battle just a few days ago and are now alive.
Makabazi: There are a few prisoners here that look quite familiar.
Debt Big Eye: Hey, who killed you?
Makabazi: The ghost knows that the sky is so dark and the bullets are flying. I don’t feel that they are the black hand on the opposite side.Damn it!I was angry just thinking about it, why did I die?
Debt-in-Law: OK, you’ll be fine, it’s done with just one word, and no one dislikes you.I'm going to make up for it by my teammates, do you think I won't check the gun hole afterwards?
Makabazi: You have to be good, don’t talk about this anymore... You say, where will these plunderers be sent?
Debt Big Eye: It seems that the manager is planning to sell them to Honghe Town.
Makabazi: Honghe Town?
Debt Big Eye: There is Ah in the official website settings, haven’t you watched it?It is a town below Qingquan City, which looks like a few dozen kilometers.There were many pre-war landfills there, and slaves sold there would be sent to mines and mine until they died.
Tsk, it's so miserable... Makabazi's eyes turned and suddenly had a whim. But then again, if I sell myself over and then commit suicide, wouldn't I beg for free?
Hearing this slutty operation, he was shocked.
Damn, are you putting this card bug?
Although the crimes they committed were enough to hang themselves on the gallows ten times, Chu Guang still retained their basic human rights, allowing them to retain their clothes and shoes, eat the unknown meat in the warehouse, and simply bandage them with a small amount of plundered bandages.
The reason for doing this is not due to pity.
It was purely because of the worry that these people would die too much, which affected his income.
These people's good days are still coming.
30?The leading man counted the number of prisoners and looked at Chu Guang and asked, "Why is one missing?"
Maybe it's frozen to death.
Chu Guang, who came down from the village gate, looked back as if nothing had happened and happened to see a player dragging a broken body out of the dungeon.
Seeing that the numbers met, the leading man nodded, and said nothing, but just called the guard behind him to help unload the goods.
Complete the transaction early, and they can go home early.
……
According to the agreement between Chu Guang and Haien, each prisoner exchanges goods of equivalent value according to the standard of twenty kilograms of coarse salt.
One of the 31 prisoners died, counting 30, totaling 600 kilograms of coarse salt.
Here, coarse salt is a specialty of Honghe Town and is also a general equivalent for transactions between the two parties.
It was useless for Chu Guang to need so much coarse salt, so except for 200 kilograms of coarse salt, the other 400 kilograms of coarse salt were replaced with some specialties from Honghe Town.
This includes 30 revolver rifles, eight boxes of more than 4,000 handmade bullets rolled from copper leather, a large number of copper ingots, zinc ingots, chromium ingots, and potassium permanganate and other strong oxidants.
The former meets the defense needs of the outposts, while the latter is the raw material to drive the industrialization of the outposts.
In addition, there are some hardware parts used in processing machinery, as well as some mechanical parts such as gears and transmission shafts, which are mainly prepared for the owner of the weapon store.
Although several small players with specialized metallurgy can also make it by hand, the problem of steelmaking has not been solved yet, and the strength of the material has always been a flaw.
The quality of the tool that is sharpened by hand is hard to describe. It is okay to deal with it. In actual use, the wear and loss of the tool is surprisingly high, and it even needs to be replaced once every few days.
So many times Chu Guang suspected that Xia Yan did it deliberately for the sake of laziness.
Although Honghe Town’s industrial capacity is not as good as Jushicheng, there is no problem in producing some processing tools, and the quality is quite reasonable.
This time, Chu Guang bought a few more sets, and it should be no problem to use them until the beginning of the next spring.
In order to transport these goods, the Horseshoe Trading Company mobilized a total of ten mutant yaks and also equipped 8 gunmen with revolver rifles as guards.
Looking at the unloading people, Chu Guang glanced at Haien next to him and said.
Speaking of which, the man said he was an employee of the Horseshoe Trading Company.Are they your colleagues?
Hayn explained with a giggle.
Although we are all employees of Horseshoe Firm, employees like me may be slightly different from those you understand.Simply put, our relationship with the business is more like cooperation than hiring.The caravan guards and yaks you see are all property of the business, and the goods are bought by us employees themselves.
Chu Guang's heart moved.
Bought from a business?
Hayn glanced at Chu Guang in surprise, as if he was surprised that he knew, and nodded and said.
That’s right, our goods are purchased uniformly from the merchants, and the sellers are basically customers of the merchants... Except this time.We will reconcile every transaction, deduct the cost of purchasing goods and hiring guards, and we also need to distribute 60% of the profits to the merchant bank.
This sounds a bit like a franchisee system.
Purchase, logistics and even customer relationships are all based on the headquarters, while merchants like Xiang Haien are like franchisees.
In this way, even if the transaction is lost, the horseshoe merchants do not have to take any risks, and the losses are entirely owned by the franchisees.
If the transaction makes a profit, the business bank will draw 60% of the profits.
No, even if you lose, it will make a profit for the business.
After all, all franchisees are getting goods from the merchants, and it is definitely impossible for the merchants to sell these goods to franchisees at the cost price. Some of the profits are definitely intercepted.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh.
These natives are still the ones who are good at cutting leeks.
Compared with them, I am simply too kind!
However, I can learn from this trading model in the future.
For example, it is used in business running systems.
……
Goodbye, my friend, I hope I can have a happy deal with you next spring!
The delivery of the goods was finally completed, and Hayn stood beside the caravan with his two bodyguards, taking off his hat and paying tribute to Chu Guang.
Chu Guang smiled faintly and waved his hand.
Bon Voyage.
Hayn said with a hearty smile.
Hahaha, we are afraid we will have to walk against the wind for a while!Let's take a step first, I wish you good luck!
The group began to set off.
At this time, Chu Guang noticed that the female mercenary who was following Hayn suddenly turned around and looked at him with resentment.
The sight was just in touch, but the female mercenary was not ashamed. She even threw a kiss from him carelessly and left a lip-shaped sentence, "We will see you again."
Then, she disappeared into the vast snow mist with the caravan.
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, frowned and thought for a while, but he didn't remember the name of this person, and he was even more confused about her last behavior.
Is it called...Wendy?
Or is it called Helen?
After all, he only heard the merchant named Hain say once. Who would pay attention to the name of a mercenary next to a merchant?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about such irrelevant issues.
Chu Guang shook his head and asked the player to load the supplies exchanged by the slaves onto the cart and prepare to drag them back to the warehouse of the outpost.
However, although Chu Guang himself didn't care, he couldn't resist the gossip enthusiasm of the players around him.Especially when I saw the last blowing kiss, a group of people instantly thought to go to the Mariana Trench.
I'm gia!That look has a story!
I saw it!That blowing kiss!
Do you think the manager will have something happened to that woman?
Not so?They only stayed for a few days in total.
It's been a few days too!
Damn, what should the owner of the weapon store do?
Big news!A one million-word short story that the manager and the caravan mercenary cannot tell!
Wow, it’s not simple!Absolutely not simple!It looks like a yellow-haired book!
If you understand, let the Mole draw a book when you go back!
Tsk.
These people are really.
When I saw the white arms, I thought of my thighs.
Chu Guang's eyebrows twitched, and finally restrained the urge to complain and maintained the reserve that an NPC should have.
He coughed, and in a commanding tone, he urged the players who stopped to gossip and forgot their business to continue working.
Move quickly!
While the snow at noon is not as heavy as before, we have to drag all the goods back!
Under Chu Guang's urging, the players finally stopped being slow and loaded the packaged goods onto the wooden truck.
Even though they still chattered, they never stopped from beginning to end.
Finally packed up the things and the group prepared to set off.
Looking at the village gate behind him, the construction site boy and brick who were on duty took a step forward and asked Chu Guang for instructions.
Dear Manager, what should I do with this stronghold?Do you still need to keep guarding?
There was nothing in the base point. He was wondering if he could reward the task in advance if he didn't need it.
Chu Guang thought for a few seconds and ordered.
The village gate burned.
The rest is left to the alien species.
This stronghold is too far from the players' resurrection point, and it has no strategic value in geographical location, so it is even more necessary to keep it.
Besides, just standing inside, Chu Guang felt that his SAN value was falling.
I really can't figure out how these plunderers lived here with peace of mind.
The construction site boy and brick nodded excitedly and said with the order.
yes!
Destruction is much more interesting than cutting down a tree!
……
Chu Guang can trust the players' plundering ability.
That was like a digging three feet into the ground. Not to mention that they didn't even let go of the chips hidden in the corner of the cabinet. They were a little more ruthless and even moved the cabinet back.
There is almost nothing left in the entire Blood Hand clan's stronghold.
And those leftovers are either inconvenient to take away or they have no value for recycling.
For example, the air-dried meat in the warehouse.
It is obvious that a considerable portion of these meats are not taken from normal prey.
After air-drying, it is difficult to distinguish which prey meat is and which are similar meat from appearance.
Out of mental cleanliness, Chu Guang simply didn't want it.
Some of them were thrown to the plunderers and prisoners in the dungeon for a while, and the remaining piles were simply hung on the hanging beams of the tire factory warehouse.
Just think of feeding rats and cockroaches.
As for potatoes like wool potatoes, full grains, and a vegetable that looks very similar to cabbage, Chu Guang asked someone to transport them back and collect them.
These are all good things.
Especially those vegetables, which look like three to four thousand kilograms in total, are mixed with grains and meat, which is enough to eat for a long time, and can balance the nutrition of cloned bodies.
As expected, these foods were probably obtained by the plunderers from Brown Farm to fight the autumn wind.
In addition to food, there are also some furs such as hyena skin, deer skin, wild boar skin and even bear skin, which are counted as 230 pieces.
It is unlikely that all of these furs are from Bet Street.
There are only one hundred families on Bet Street. Even if they pump the bone marrow of the old leech, they may not be able to collect all these tributes.
Chu Guang speculated that there must be a considerable part of it, which was tributed from other nearby survivors.
These plunderers spent the entire fall so they all had the stolen goods they collected, and before they could enjoy them, they all took advantage of their new owners.
Chu Guang naturally had no intention of returning them.
Rules on wasteland.
Whoever picks it up will belong to him.
A raging fire broke out in the village gate, and Mars, which were blown away by the north wind, kept floating towards the main building.
Looking at the fire in front of you and thinking about the contents of the two diaries, Chu Guang felt a little subtle emotion in his heart.
Pull out the silver snake revolver inserted between his waist and fired a shot into the sky.
Bang!
The gunshot echoed on the snow-covered streets, drowned in the wind and snow, and confessed the dead souls who died here.
Swipe off the white smoke floating on the barrel.
Chu Guang inserted the revolver back into the gun bag made by Teng Teng, turned around and looked at the waiting players, and walked in front of them.
go home!
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