...Oh, another big fish has taken the bait.
A small villa by Linghu Lake.
He glanced at the beating lines and numbers on the trading machine, sat at the table and looked at the square length of the newspaper, and raised his lips.
Just now, someone injected five million chips into the market.
Although he bought it with small orders, he could tell at a glance that those small orders were all made by the same person.
In order to facilitate these gamblers to play zero-sum games and reduce the friction loss of chips, they did not even set the transaction fee.
And the guy who had known him for less than a month did not disappoint his expectations. A total of 1,000 people on the S-coin trading platform have entered the market.
If his guess is correct, these thousand people covered at least half of the nobles and their relatives in the inner city, and 80% of these people bought them without even reading the electronic contract.
With the help of the nobles, this easy-to-participate drum-and-flower game will soon be transmitted to the next level of the rich Queen of Night Bar like a chain reaction, bringing part of the dancers on the stage and the mercenaries and merchants wandering on the stage.
These people are definitely a high-income group in Giant Rock City. The chips in their pockets can reach four digits, or even five, six or seven digits!
As for bank staff, city hall salesmen, tailor shop boutique designers... Although these middle-income groups do not have enough wealth and have deposits of five figures, their desire for wealth is the most amazing.
It’s a pity that there is really not much oil and water to squeeze in the Rock City, otherwise the final outcome would be very exciting.
As a developer of the trading system, he can see the trump card in the hands of everyone on the table, and he doesn't even need to stare at their trading behavior to guess.
But to be honest, it's not interesting to make money from these people.
After all, it is well known that bullying fools is immoral.
Wow, how many newspapers did you subscribe to?There was a movement from the entrance, and Dolly, holding a stack of newspapers, walked in from outside.
I ordered everything I could. I got up and took the stack of newspapers from her hands. Fang Chang smiled and said, "Isn't this supporting Miss Searcher's career."
I am a reporter!Dolly stared at him curiously and blinked, and, what the hell is the search officer?I thought it was the guard of the alliance, but I asked everyone, they said they had never heard of it.
When Fang Chang heard this, his face turned green and almost choked to death by spitting. He coughed twice in a hurry.
cough!You, stop asking around!I'll tell you later...
Help!
He doesn't want to die of society!
Seeing some big bad guy looking at him pleadingly, Dolly raised the corners of her lips proudly, but she didn't plan to just spare him.
Retract the hook!She stretched out her little finger.
Pull... pull hook.Fang Chang also stretched out his hand in a mess, but when he thought about explaining it clearly to her, he couldn't help but blush.
How to explain this thing?
You can't mention the other world's matters...
No, it’s too dirty to make the movie...Moreover, the data transmission must be reviewed, and A Guang will definitely see it!
Is this kind of thing really going to be so formal?
And need to pull the hook...
However, Dolly was still as easy to coax as ever, and was not curious about why he blushed. After pulling the hook, she sat on the opposite side of the dining table with satisfaction and enjoyed breakfast happily.
Fang Chang also picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, cooling down his uneasy mood. Then he turned his eyes to the tall stack of newspapers beside the table, shifting his attention to it.
Speaking of which, the Survivor Daily recently added a series of sub-issues.
Including Workers' Newspaper, Agricultural Newspaper, Fashion Weekly, etc.
The outflow industry of Giant Rock City has injected fresh blood into the alliance, and Survivor Daily is just a microcosm and is also the easiest to see intuition.
The greatest wealth left by the prosperity era is not a black box, but a couplet.
Even though there are all kinds of names on the wasteland, some are called tables, stools, wrenches, and hammers, and some are called Li Lei and Han Meimei, everyone speaks the same language, but the pronunciation is slightly different, so cultural exchanges and ideological dissemination are not as many obstacles as the real world.
It is precisely because of this that the effects of industrial transfer and population siphon will be amplified. This should have been a slow and lasting process, but now it is as crazy as free fall.
But he wouldn't sympathize with those people.
Arrogance is the greatest original sin.
Those nobles were not only arrogant, but also greedy. The money printing machine that should have served more than 500,000 people became cash machines with a few VIPs. They obviously had no foreign exchange reserves and wanted to play debt games with the alliance.
Who will you cut if you don’t cut?
I'm afraid their ancestors did not expect that the bargaining chips that were invented by survivors in the wasteland would be moved around like toys by their descendants.
As long as the nobles of the Stone City do not earn so much local currency, they can also allocate some silver coins or silver coins to the alliance while leveraging chips. It is difficult for the alliance to cut their leeks. The trade link will truly tie the two sides together and become partners with the loss of their lips and teeth.
But this is also a hindsight.
The manager saw through the essence of these guys at the beginning, so he did not let go of the issue of free exchange of silver coins and chips from beginning to end. The Rock City Bank may have gradually noticed the danger, but it was actually too late to realize it.
In fact, kind managers have given them a chance.
Until the end, these gamblers had the opportunity to step on the brake and stop.
As long as Melvin can hold down inflation within five years, let the alliance go through the early stages of development, open up the free exchange of chips and silver coins, and the bubbles piled up in the huge walls can naturally squeeze out.
If the alliance wants to become bigger and stronger, it will definitely not play any trick of breach of contract. It is not the alliance's turn to judge their private morals. That is the business of the residents of the Stone City.
However, the gamblers wanted to win too much and wanted to be the only winner, so they played this game that they could have been playing forever into a stadium that distinguishes both the best and the life and death.
If it is a ring, there must be someone who will die.
This is a war, and it has begun.
But it is different from hot wars.
Often when most people come to their senses, it has ended silently. Only when people look back will they gradually realize what they have lost in this war.
Unfortunately, there are still too few financial tools in this game, otherwise shorting chips can make a lot of money.
In this way, he is not only financially free in reality, but also in the game...
By the way, what is this thing?
Noting the trader on the table, Dolly reached out to pick it up curiously, staring at it for a while but couldn't understand it, muttering in a low voice, you've been staring at it since the morning.
Without any concealment, Fang Chang, who had recovered his usual calmness, smiled and said softly.
A bad guy’s tool for crimes, don’t touch a good boy.
...A tool for committing crimes?
Um.
Looking at Dolly who was confused, Fang Chang continued to tease.
For example... there is a clearance button there. If you press it, a few people will die in the inner city not far from here.
Want to try it?
Although this will not be able to maximize the benefits and his chips in the inner city bank will be frozen, he actually doesn't care much about those false things.
Originally, that plan was just to verify the guess in his mind.
It’s okay to make a beautiful woman smile.
But Dolly couldn't laugh, but was shocked by his words and quickly put the dangerous thing back on the table.
True or fake... This is so terrible?Looking at Fang Changyun's light smile, Dolly's eyes gradually showed suspicion and raised her eyebrows.
She always felt that this guy was teasing her again.
Of course it is true, and conservatively estimated... there are probably more than a few who died.
He reached out and rubbed his green hair. Fang Chang looked at the doubtful eyes and said with a gentle smile.
I haven't forgotten what those bad guys did. They dare to bully my gentle, cute and kind Miss Dolly. Of course, I have to let them pay a little for their rudeness.
……Alas!It's so stingy!
Dolly jumped to the side with a blushing face.
Although she said so, she still couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart.
She decided to turn the article on her own, and he still remembers...
Seeing that the look didn't seem to be joking, Dolly hesitated and whispered.
Actually, I don’t hate those people so much anymore, so don’t deliberately take revenge on them, I won’t go back anyway... But then again, you actually hold such a grudge.
It’s not about holding a grudge, it’s called… He doesn’t know how to say rustic love words. Fang Chang thought for a while, then smiled and continued, “I remember everything about you.”
The routine that can be rolled in reality works unexpectedly on the wasteland.
Dolly's cheeks turned red, she hurriedly picked up the file bag on the chair and rushed towards the door like a frightened little animal.
Me, I I I went to work!
Looking at the entrance of the entrance, Fang Chang couldn't help but smile and his eyes turned to the newspaper in his hand again.
When he saw the recent report on the Rock City situation, he shook his head and complained to himself.
These days... there are too many fools, and there are not enough liars.
The editor of the Economic News newspaper compiled a joke to tease the neighbors. The alliance's merchants went to restaurants in Jushi City to eat, and found that people were paying for the bill with paper, so they were shocked and asked about your bargaining chips?
The waiter proudly told him that it is popular to pay with IOUs now, and then took out a string of zero receipts.
The alliance's merchants couldn't find so many chips even after they turned their pockets, so they had an idea, pulled off the napkin and wrote a string of longer zeros, and bought the entire restaurant.
This is obviously a submission made by the player.
Moreover, most of the players who work on missions in the Rock City are looking for players from the league to cast.
However, it also reflected from the side what was happening in the Rock City. What's even more fun was that when they were most alert, they stabbed themselves and buried their heads in the sand as ostrich.
Some residents of the Rock City believed in Mr. House's tone and believed that the nobles must have a solution. Not only did they have a real research institute in the inner city, but there was also a think tank of the division. However, during the discussion, everyone would close the door and whisper, so that they would not be listened to by the hyenas on the wasteland.
After laughing, Fang Chang became a little serious.
One problem that cannot be ignored is that the league does not have a complete "Financial Law", but it only makes some similar provisions in the player manual that other games have, restricting players from using illegal means to defraud ill-gotten money from the league's NPCs or other players.
However, the scale of the game is getting bigger and bigger now, both the number of players and the number of NPCs are increasing sharply. It is possible that a few black sheep will be involved in, allowing the league to repeat the mistakes of Big Rock City.
He loved this group more than anyone else. After all, the first brick here was burned by him and everyone, and the land was covered with their blood.
He has to do something for the common good of all.
A little moved in my heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of my long mouth.
Speaking of which… Beta05 version just updates ‘public affairs’.
I'll draft a proposal on the Financial Law later...
……
Time passed day by day, and December soon came.
There is at least one thing Mr. House did not lie. This winter is indeed not as cold as in previous years. Many people were frozen to death at this time last year, but this year I have never heard of anyone dead in my family.
The benefits of the cannery have improved, which is a good sign, indicating that some survivors in the outer city have also become rich.
For example, the tutor Melvin hired for his youngest daughter has recently worn leather shoes of the Claw of Death.
Since the discovery that the Alliance gave each survivor force who went to celebrate and congratulate, the inner city nobles' pursuit of the chakra of death suddenly became less strong.
possible……
Only the ideal city is worthy of being the eternal god in their hearts.
Sberg couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Perhaps his novels must also keep pace with the times and replace the material of the leader's leather shoes from the claws of death to something else to show the identity of this big man.
What about the scalp of mutants?
He has insufficient imagination.
Apart from the bizarre and diverse evolutions, I really can't imagine that there is anything more terrifying and large enough species on the wasteland than the Claw of Death.
Anyway, everything seems to be getting better slowly.
Speller felt more comfort in his heart, and perhaps this favor would be favored by him one day in the future.
The only thing that made him a little sad was that Mr. Yue Weijia wanted to fool them with IOUs again, which made everyone angry. Even Kent scolded the shameless businessman, which was simply not a way out.
Later something happened. Someone secretly removed the silk from the slicer. The others were bad enough and silently pretended not to see it. This caused their assembly line to scrap the cans on the entire line, making their boss Weijia's nose pissed.
Of course the bad guy was caught out, and it was said that someone exposed him.
But no matter what, thanks to him, Weijia was a little careful about their attitude towards them and did not deduct the interest from last month, although she only gave some unsold nutritional cream...
Sberg was a little frustrated.
He had fantasized that the boss would give them the canned food that was dried up, but what he didn't expect was that his boss would rather dump those things in front of them than give them a share, and would also let someone urinate on the precious food.
On that day, Mr. House's broadcast added an advertisement for good taste. Food processing factory would rather destroy defective products than let a bad canned food flow to the market.
Fortunately, there are only one bad things that affect your mood. After all, there are more good things than bad things.
To hear the story of Boer, the awakened man, more and more workers gathered at the entrance of the walnut beer hall.
And not only came from Mr. Weijia's factory, but also from steel mills, sawmills, and engineers from weapon assembly stations... It turns out that those really educated good people also love to listen to their stories and express sympathy for their experiences.
The engineer was not tall, and his left eye was an electronic eye produced by Jishi Military Industry. He was a generous person and occasionally invited everyone to have a drink... although it was just a inferior water-dip beer.
One day he was drunk and yelled. When the Shishi Military Industry dared to fool him with IOUs one day, he would not be angry. He vowed to stuff some more gunpowder into every shell and add some sticky syrup.
That's not a joke.
Sberg stopped reading the story at that time and immediately covered his mouth, hoping that he would not do stupid things. The wave of early spring is not a joke.
At most, a few poor people will freeze to death in the cold winter.
When the warm winter comes, the spring next year is like hell...
Very good.
After listening to him reading the contents of the Workers' newspaper, a young man showed an envious expression on his face and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
If only we had managers too.
He saw through it.
Those profiteers will not consciously take out the things in their pockets to them unless someone points them at them with a gun and forces them to change.
Hearing the young man's muttering, Sberg couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth.
Everyone here has heard him read the reply from the editor-in-chief of the Survivor Daily. The manager not only invited him to visit the alliance, but also promised him to try on the power armor.
What an approachable adult.
The wave next year is over, let's go there together. I heard that the raiders in the north are almost killed by those blue coats.
Hearing this, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and started talking in a low voice.
But I heard that they only give silver coins, not chips...
What does this matter?I heard that the dancers in the Queen of Night’s bar all have cashiers!
that is!A man with a beard cursed and said, "No matter what he gives, it's better than an IOU!"
Some people also showed worried expressions.
But what about the wave of the year after tomorrow?Come back to hide?
The old fitter nodded and said nervously.
I heard that the waves would sweep across the wasteland, and no grass would grow wherever they pass...
If it weren't for life, no one would be willing to leave the huge wall. After all, when you come back, you have to give 1 to 2 chips to see the mood of the old man at the door.
If they were not afraid of alien species and plunderers outside, they would have been mercenaries long ago and would not stay in the factory to work honestly.
All those who stayed are honest people.
It has been for generations.
Speller also had the same concern, so he mentioned in his reply that he had to save some travel expenses before going over.
The twenty or thirty kilometers of road was difficult to walk, and there were some dangers hidden in the concrete ruins. He had never seen those mutated hyenas who ate raw meat and drank blood, but he had seen President Melvin bring a large bodyguard next to him when he was on a visit.
But at this time, the engineer who always invited them to drink laughed.
Come on, you definitely didn’t read the newspaper!I remember an issue of Survivor Daily mentioned that those chewingers are fruit entities of mutant slime mold, and that mutant slime mold has a self-limiting thing.Anyway, they can't expand after they expand to a certain scale. The wave in the suburbs is probably not as exaggerated as in the urban areas. Otherwise, how did the survivors in the northern suburbs survive?They didn't jump out of the cement crack.
Everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and Sberg also showed a surprised expression.
This is indeed his blind spot in knowledge.
He has always been eyeing the Workers' Newspaper and treats it as his own, so he forgot that there are also Survivor Daily and Mercenary Newspaper, which will share some common sense and experience on the wasteland.
Obviously, the engineer of Jushi Military Industry, who is the reader of the main issue of "Survivor Daily", happened to have read that issue.
The surprised expression turned into excitement, and Sberg clenched his fists excitedly and said to the crowded workers at the entrance of the beer hall.
Very good!Since the wasteland is actually not that scary, let’s go and have a look when the spring comes to the beginning of next year!
Sure enough, there are so many people!
As long as there is someone who is willing to tell everyone what they know, united workers will become more and more knowledgeable, and knowledge is power.
However, at this moment, a group of ferocious guards walked not far away. Spberg's face changed slightly when he saw those people.
The man in charge was Phyllis, the head of the industrial area guard, and followed him was the security captain Alec, and his old friend Kent.
What are you doing here?Want to rebel?Phyllis roared and used a stick to drive away the drunkards surrounding the door of the tavern.
Sberg looked at the tavern owner Don, who shook his head pale.
Not what I called...
Before he could finish his words, Kent suddenly rushed out first, grabbed Sberg's collar like a hero, and looked excitedly at the security captain Alec.
That's this guy!He is making noise here every day!Read his disgusting... what Boer's story.
Sberg suddenly became angry, and he plucked up the courage and glared at him and cursed.
I chant mine at your doorstep?What's wrong with you?
Unexpectedly, this coward dared to talk back to him. Kent was about to spit at him, but when the workers around him looked at him silently, his heart trembled.
Just... it's in a way!Awakening, how can the awakened one win the power armor?Aren't you talking nonsense about harming people?childish!Vulgar!However, there was really no ink in his stomach, and he couldn't explain the big truth, so he could only read Mr. House again and then looked at Alec with help.
He swears.
If the illegitimate son of the city lord was caught in the city, he would definitely not have any objection and would even hit the wall excitedly... However, the bad thing is that these dogs are broken. Why do you have to write about these poor people who love to read? You can't write them according to the routine they like?
Kent was so angry that his teeth hurt.
Alec was not interested in the barking of several wild dogs, whether it was Kent or Sberg, in his eyes the same.
It's just a pity bug that is incompetent.
He will go to the Queen of Night Bar to support his boss and boss's mistress. His drinking capacity is an indispensable pastime at the party. At this moment, he just wants to finish this matter quickly, so he looked at Phyllis beside him and said softly.
These people gathered together every day and shouted loudly, but it was possible that our assembly line would fail that day, which was the bad water they discussed.
Dear Captain of the Guard, you take care of it.
Phyllis looked down on the security captain of a mere factory, but Alec's boss is Weijia, and Weijia's boss is the famous Sid.
That adult is amazing.
However, he is not good at arresting people for no reason, otherwise he will easily be thrown into the poor as abandoned children by big men to vent his anger.
So his little eyes searched for a while, and he caught a glimpse of the newspaper on the wine table. He immediately felt as if he had discovered some treasure, and his surprise voice disappeared and he shouted loudly.
What is that?
Don't wait for someone to answer.
Phyllis walked forward with great strides, holding the newspaper in his hand and spreading it, his gloomy and arrogant gaze scanning the surroundings.
It seemed as if there was a sword in my hand.
Workers' report!The City Hall explicitly prohibits this thing!
This is not the same as before!The engineer on the side couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but defend himself. This was a sub-issue of the Alliance's Survivor Daily, and the two were completely different!
Haha, the Alliance's Ah... is more sinful!Phyllis jokingly glanced at the pale Sberger, his face gradually getting colder.
Take this traitor away!
Several guards stepped forward, yelled Sberger's struggle and punched him, and then took him away from the beer hall door in full view.
Alec threw Kent a 25-degree bargaining chip as a reward, then waved his hand and left here with a few thugs who helped the field.
Kent grabbed the chips excitedly.
He nodded and thanked Alec's back, then looked at the back of Sberg who was taken away and cursed happily.
Well caught!Damn traitor!
The sound was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.
Because he is the only voice.
Kent couldn't help but panic, instinctively hid the chips in his hand, looked at the eyes of both of them nervously, and took a step back.
What are you... looking at me?I...I'm for your own good too!You don't want to lose your job because of that despicable villain
Stop being hypocritical.
An angry voice interrupted him.
A young man walked out of the crowd and stared at him intently.
If you are given a chance, you can lie on the ground and lick Master Melvin's shoes, or even be willing to taste his family's feces.You actually have the nerve to say it is for our own good. You obviously want us to die, but you have taken care of all the work alone.
Kent's eyes widened.
You, how dare you call Mr. Melvin by the name!
The young man looked at him coldly.
Yes, I said, now I want to say it again, go and call your Master Melvin to teach us a lesson. It would be better to capture us all in and accompany Sberg. Anyway, the weather is so cold, and it is not much better outside than inside. I happened to go there to listen to him continue to tell stories.But it's a pity. I guess that master will not pay attention to you. After all, the dog only licks its own owner, and your tongue is much dirty than a dog.
Kent cursed angrily.
You're dirty!You, your whole family is in ruins!
The bearded man looked at him and shrugged uninterestingly.
Admit it openly, you just admire the whip in Master Stephen's hand. You don't care about Rudy, Kathy, and why Bill lost his job. You have never loved anyone here, and you want to hold the whip yourself.
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Hello, my friend, he has never heard of the story of Boer the Awakening, and he must be confused by the names you said!
The voice was quickly responded, and a smile.
Haha, he doesn't know what Mr. Stephen's whip is for!
That's OK, but we all know who this guy is!
They have a common language.
Kent's eyes widened, his eyes almost protruding.
You are talking nonsense!Me, I
He really hadn't read that newspaper.
It was precisely because of this that he felt a little panicked.This feeling seemed to be excluded from the team, and the only one I was left in place.
That damn Sberg...
He dared to write himself into his novel!
Kent didn't know that Spberg had never written his name, nor did he have a character like him in his book, but people seemed to know him, just like he was very familiar with him... it was like they wrote his name in it for the annoying ghost.
The crowd began to move.
Those people seemed to know what to do next, and even if no one told them, they made up their minds.
Thinking they were going to beat themselves together, Kent stepped back, his face getting more and more scared.
The young man who stood up first suddenly glanced at him with sympathy and raised his right hand.
Kent subconsciously raised his arm to parry, but the young man neither beat him nor robbed the chips from him, but he just patted his shoulder.
Admit it, you actually don’t love Mr. Melvin, nor Mr. Weijia, and of course you have never loved any of us... You only have yourself in your eyes. How can the words "benefiting for us" appear in your mouth?You wish we all died. You dreamed of riding on all of us to shit, but it was a pity that it was difficult for you. You were born in the mouse hole. 25 chips couldn't make you become the best. You had to be a mouse in a nest with us.
People passed by him one after another and patted him on the shoulder at the same time.
We won't blame you.
Come on Kent.
You are good.
Take the big guys to reward your pocket money and buy candy, and you can still buy it now, hahahaha.
Kent retreated in fear, his shoulders were dipped in motor oil, flour, and some colorful things...that came from one hand, and those people were like possessed.
While protecting the chips in his hand, he looked at the people who were heading in opposite directions with him and shouted in panic.
What are you going to do?Stop quickly!Are you... crazy?
What to do?
The young man stopped, looked back at Kent, and said mockingly at the coward who wanted to shrink into a ball.
Of course, it's about doing what Boer should do!
That guy won't leave the troubled coworkers alone!
He told us to unite!
……
Something big happened!
Dawn City.
In the Alliance Building and the Manager's Office, the hurried steps interrupted Chu Guang's thoughts, making him stop the pen in his hand.
Standing at the door was the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs he appointed, a young man named Cheng Yan, who was the same group of young talents as Sun Rui of the Ministry of Finance.
Originally, Shuyu was a more suitable candidate for this position, but the alliance needed to place the best diplomats in the ideal city. No one was more suitable to speak on behalf of the alliance at the Supreme Council than the young man who was calm in the face of change.
Both are directly responsible for themselves, and Shuyu himself has no objection, and he is willing to do anything for the alliance.
Like Lu Bei, they are the most loyal young men in the alliance.
What's the matter?Don't worry, take a breath first and talk slowly.Without blaming him for his recklessness, Chu Guang looked at him seriously and said.
It's the Big Rock City!Something happened in the Giant Rock City!Cheng Yan swallowed and continued in a hurry, saying that our embassy sent a message saying that workers in the industrial area surrounded the guard station and demanded that the arrested workers be released or they were arrested together.
Chu Guang asked with a frown.
What happened later?
Cheng Yan said with a wry smile.
Later their prison was full...
There was a silence in the office for a while.
Chu Guang felt mixed feelings in his heart and sighed.
Is someone dead?
No...but a lot of injuries, and because the guards of the Rock City found our newspaper and the letters written by our editors to them at the home of the arrested person, and there were still a hundred bargaining chips. The Rock City authorities suspected that we were the ones we did.Cheng Yan looked at Chu Guang carefully. Our editor-in-chief mentioned you in the letter... I want to confirm, is it true?
I asked him to mention it.
So that's it, then I understand!
Cheng Yan nodded immediately, with a clear expression on his face.
If it is the plan of the manager, then it will be fine.
He had no doubt that the manager was correct, and the only thing he was worried about was that the editor-in-chief of Survivor Daily was whispered.
Chu Guang could guess at the expression on his face. This guy was absolutely thinking wrongly, so he couldn't help laughing.
This matter cannot be said to have nothing to do with us, but it is definitely not what you think.One hundred chips buy a person who can't even be in prison... Even if I tell them, this is what I did, will they believe it themselves?
Cheng Yan smiled bitterly and said: This... I don't know, but it's not that serious. I feel that they don't plan to make this big deal, but just warn us not to try to make small moves to get in the way.
Chu Guang: Then?
Cheng Yan shook his head.
there is none left.
None?
Chu Guang couldn't help but stutter.
Seeing that you were so anxious, I thought he had locked up our embassy.
In that case, he would respect those nobles as a man.
Like that guy, Yad, who dared to take a gun to the alliance's residence to ask for an explanation, turned a blind eye and looked up at the guy with admiration.
There is a reason why the people of the Honey Badger Kingdom are willing to support that guy.
But when Chu Guang thought of this, he was puzzled. Logically speaking, the people in the River Valley Province were strong and the most important thing was the wasteland tourists who were fierce in fighting. Why did he reach the landlord's level, from old leeches to old Brown, one of them was weaker than the other.
Cheng Yan coughed dryly and said.
That shouldn't be true. They may also be worried that you won't pay back the money, and you won't do it because of a small thing...
This is not a trivial matter. As the fuse that triggered the crisis, it is already very serious.
Chu Guang sighed, glanced at the draft paper on the table, and crossed out the ones he had just written, because those gentle measures would definitely not be useful.
To be honest, he had been safe after the celebration, and there were even signs of economic recovery in the Rock City. He was a little relieved and thought that he could have survived the wave of spring coming next year, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
He didn't want to guess the conspiracy behind it.
Not everything must have a meticulous reason, and history itself advances through countless coincidences.
Maybe the cause of the incident was that some guy who smoked and didn't step on the cigarette butt happened to throw the cigarette butt into the garbage can stuffed with gunpowder.
Chu Guang suddenly remembered something.
Speaking of which, why did those workers suddenly surround the guards?
When Cheng Yan was stunned when he heard the manager suddenly ask, frown and thought for a moment before saying.
I heard from the embassy in charge over there that... it seemed that he was the owner of a food processing factory. He bribed the guards there and arrested the person who would read newspapers in his colleagues every day.
Chu Guang: ...
Good guy.
Is it true?!
After roughly clarifying the cause and effect relationship between things, Chu Guang's mood was quite complicated.
He installed the accelerator for Giant Rock City, and he stepped on the first accelerator, but he did not expect that this would get out of control from the beginning.
His players were all helping talents, so they immediately went up and fucked. The NPCs in the league couldn't help but follow them up and finished the fight.
But the men in the inner city didn't think it was fast enough, so they not only fucked themselves a few times, but even welded the car door to death. Behind this, it was probably not just the alliance, but also other forces were also adding fuel to the fire.
Melvin is probably the most sober person and one of the few good people who are willing to benefit the residents of the city, at least compared to his shareholders.
But it was too late to stop him, so he could only use the method he gave him to drink poison to quench his thirst.Ironically, the first one to step on the accelerator has now become the one who wants to step on the brakes the most.
Hopefully at least survive this winter... Chu Guang pressed his eyebrows and sighed, otherwise the wave of spring would be a big problem.
Cheng Yan was slightly stunned.
Because of work needs, he had conducted serious investigations, and with the help of the embassy, he collected some history that the nobles of the Rock City themselves might not take seriously.
In less than two centuries of history, similar things have actually happened, and in the end they were settled by those men.
Otherwise, the city lord there would have been a replacement.
As expected, it should be the same this time...
He murmured in a low voice.
Not that serious...
A small villa by Linghu Lake.
He glanced at the beating lines and numbers on the trading machine, sat at the table and looked at the square length of the newspaper, and raised his lips.
Just now, someone injected five million chips into the market.
Although he bought it with small orders, he could tell at a glance that those small orders were all made by the same person.
In order to facilitate these gamblers to play zero-sum games and reduce the friction loss of chips, they did not even set the transaction fee.
And the guy who had known him for less than a month did not disappoint his expectations. A total of 1,000 people on the S-coin trading platform have entered the market.
If his guess is correct, these thousand people covered at least half of the nobles and their relatives in the inner city, and 80% of these people bought them without even reading the electronic contract.
With the help of the nobles, this easy-to-participate drum-and-flower game will soon be transmitted to the next level of the rich Queen of Night Bar like a chain reaction, bringing part of the dancers on the stage and the mercenaries and merchants wandering on the stage.
These people are definitely a high-income group in Giant Rock City. The chips in their pockets can reach four digits, or even five, six or seven digits!
As for bank staff, city hall salesmen, tailor shop boutique designers... Although these middle-income groups do not have enough wealth and have deposits of five figures, their desire for wealth is the most amazing.
It’s a pity that there is really not much oil and water to squeeze in the Rock City, otherwise the final outcome would be very exciting.
As a developer of the trading system, he can see the trump card in the hands of everyone on the table, and he doesn't even need to stare at their trading behavior to guess.
But to be honest, it's not interesting to make money from these people.
After all, it is well known that bullying fools is immoral.
Wow, how many newspapers did you subscribe to?There was a movement from the entrance, and Dolly, holding a stack of newspapers, walked in from outside.
I ordered everything I could. I got up and took the stack of newspapers from her hands. Fang Chang smiled and said, "Isn't this supporting Miss Searcher's career."
I am a reporter!Dolly stared at him curiously and blinked, and, what the hell is the search officer?I thought it was the guard of the alliance, but I asked everyone, they said they had never heard of it.
When Fang Chang heard this, his face turned green and almost choked to death by spitting. He coughed twice in a hurry.
cough!You, stop asking around!I'll tell you later...
Help!
He doesn't want to die of society!
Seeing some big bad guy looking at him pleadingly, Dolly raised the corners of her lips proudly, but she didn't plan to just spare him.
Retract the hook!She stretched out her little finger.
Pull... pull hook.Fang Chang also stretched out his hand in a mess, but when he thought about explaining it clearly to her, he couldn't help but blush.
How to explain this thing?
You can't mention the other world's matters...
No, it’s too dirty to make the movie...Moreover, the data transmission must be reviewed, and A Guang will definitely see it!
Is this kind of thing really going to be so formal?
And need to pull the hook...
However, Dolly was still as easy to coax as ever, and was not curious about why he blushed. After pulling the hook, she sat on the opposite side of the dining table with satisfaction and enjoyed breakfast happily.
Fang Chang also picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, cooling down his uneasy mood. Then he turned his eyes to the tall stack of newspapers beside the table, shifting his attention to it.
Speaking of which, the Survivor Daily recently added a series of sub-issues.
Including Workers' Newspaper, Agricultural Newspaper, Fashion Weekly, etc.
The outflow industry of Giant Rock City has injected fresh blood into the alliance, and Survivor Daily is just a microcosm and is also the easiest to see intuition.
The greatest wealth left by the prosperity era is not a black box, but a couplet.
Even though there are all kinds of names on the wasteland, some are called tables, stools, wrenches, and hammers, and some are called Li Lei and Han Meimei, everyone speaks the same language, but the pronunciation is slightly different, so cultural exchanges and ideological dissemination are not as many obstacles as the real world.
It is precisely because of this that the effects of industrial transfer and population siphon will be amplified. This should have been a slow and lasting process, but now it is as crazy as free fall.
But he wouldn't sympathize with those people.
Arrogance is the greatest original sin.
Those nobles were not only arrogant, but also greedy. The money printing machine that should have served more than 500,000 people became cash machines with a few VIPs. They obviously had no foreign exchange reserves and wanted to play debt games with the alliance.
Who will you cut if you don’t cut?
I'm afraid their ancestors did not expect that the bargaining chips that were invented by survivors in the wasteland would be moved around like toys by their descendants.
As long as the nobles of the Stone City do not earn so much local currency, they can also allocate some silver coins or silver coins to the alliance while leveraging chips. It is difficult for the alliance to cut their leeks. The trade link will truly tie the two sides together and become partners with the loss of their lips and teeth.
But this is also a hindsight.
The manager saw through the essence of these guys at the beginning, so he did not let go of the issue of free exchange of silver coins and chips from beginning to end. The Rock City Bank may have gradually noticed the danger, but it was actually too late to realize it.
In fact, kind managers have given them a chance.
Until the end, these gamblers had the opportunity to step on the brake and stop.
As long as Melvin can hold down inflation within five years, let the alliance go through the early stages of development, open up the free exchange of chips and silver coins, and the bubbles piled up in the huge walls can naturally squeeze out.
If the alliance wants to become bigger and stronger, it will definitely not play any trick of breach of contract. It is not the alliance's turn to judge their private morals. That is the business of the residents of the Stone City.
However, the gamblers wanted to win too much and wanted to be the only winner, so they played this game that they could have been playing forever into a stadium that distinguishes both the best and the life and death.
If it is a ring, there must be someone who will die.
This is a war, and it has begun.
But it is different from hot wars.
Often when most people come to their senses, it has ended silently. Only when people look back will they gradually realize what they have lost in this war.
Unfortunately, there are still too few financial tools in this game, otherwise shorting chips can make a lot of money.
In this way, he is not only financially free in reality, but also in the game...
By the way, what is this thing?
Noting the trader on the table, Dolly reached out to pick it up curiously, staring at it for a while but couldn't understand it, muttering in a low voice, you've been staring at it since the morning.
Without any concealment, Fang Chang, who had recovered his usual calmness, smiled and said softly.
A bad guy’s tool for crimes, don’t touch a good boy.
...A tool for committing crimes?
Um.
Looking at Dolly who was confused, Fang Chang continued to tease.
For example... there is a clearance button there. If you press it, a few people will die in the inner city not far from here.
Want to try it?
Although this will not be able to maximize the benefits and his chips in the inner city bank will be frozen, he actually doesn't care much about those false things.
Originally, that plan was just to verify the guess in his mind.
It’s okay to make a beautiful woman smile.
But Dolly couldn't laugh, but was shocked by his words and quickly put the dangerous thing back on the table.
True or fake... This is so terrible?Looking at Fang Changyun's light smile, Dolly's eyes gradually showed suspicion and raised her eyebrows.
She always felt that this guy was teasing her again.
Of course it is true, and conservatively estimated... there are probably more than a few who died.
He reached out and rubbed his green hair. Fang Chang looked at the doubtful eyes and said with a gentle smile.
I haven't forgotten what those bad guys did. They dare to bully my gentle, cute and kind Miss Dolly. Of course, I have to let them pay a little for their rudeness.
……Alas!It's so stingy!
Dolly jumped to the side with a blushing face.
Although she said so, she still couldn't help but feel sweet in her heart.
She decided to turn the article on her own, and he still remembers...
Seeing that the look didn't seem to be joking, Dolly hesitated and whispered.
Actually, I don’t hate those people so much anymore, so don’t deliberately take revenge on them, I won’t go back anyway... But then again, you actually hold such a grudge.
It’s not about holding a grudge, it’s called… He doesn’t know how to say rustic love words. Fang Chang thought for a while, then smiled and continued, “I remember everything about you.”
The routine that can be rolled in reality works unexpectedly on the wasteland.
Dolly's cheeks turned red, she hurriedly picked up the file bag on the chair and rushed towards the door like a frightened little animal.
Me, I I I went to work!
Looking at the entrance of the entrance, Fang Chang couldn't help but smile and his eyes turned to the newspaper in his hand again.
When he saw the recent report on the Rock City situation, he shook his head and complained to himself.
These days... there are too many fools, and there are not enough liars.
The editor of the Economic News newspaper compiled a joke to tease the neighbors. The alliance's merchants went to restaurants in Jushi City to eat, and found that people were paying for the bill with paper, so they were shocked and asked about your bargaining chips?
The waiter proudly told him that it is popular to pay with IOUs now, and then took out a string of zero receipts.
The alliance's merchants couldn't find so many chips even after they turned their pockets, so they had an idea, pulled off the napkin and wrote a string of longer zeros, and bought the entire restaurant.
This is obviously a submission made by the player.
Moreover, most of the players who work on missions in the Rock City are looking for players from the league to cast.
However, it also reflected from the side what was happening in the Rock City. What's even more fun was that when they were most alert, they stabbed themselves and buried their heads in the sand as ostrich.
Some residents of the Rock City believed in Mr. House's tone and believed that the nobles must have a solution. Not only did they have a real research institute in the inner city, but there was also a think tank of the division. However, during the discussion, everyone would close the door and whisper, so that they would not be listened to by the hyenas on the wasteland.
After laughing, Fang Chang became a little serious.
One problem that cannot be ignored is that the league does not have a complete "Financial Law", but it only makes some similar provisions in the player manual that other games have, restricting players from using illegal means to defraud ill-gotten money from the league's NPCs or other players.
However, the scale of the game is getting bigger and bigger now, both the number of players and the number of NPCs are increasing sharply. It is possible that a few black sheep will be involved in, allowing the league to repeat the mistakes of Big Rock City.
He loved this group more than anyone else. After all, the first brick here was burned by him and everyone, and the land was covered with their blood.
He has to do something for the common good of all.
A little moved in my heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of my long mouth.
Speaking of which… Beta05 version just updates ‘public affairs’.
I'll draft a proposal on the Financial Law later...
……
Time passed day by day, and December soon came.
There is at least one thing Mr. House did not lie. This winter is indeed not as cold as in previous years. Many people were frozen to death at this time last year, but this year I have never heard of anyone dead in my family.
The benefits of the cannery have improved, which is a good sign, indicating that some survivors in the outer city have also become rich.
For example, the tutor Melvin hired for his youngest daughter has recently worn leather shoes of the Claw of Death.
Since the discovery that the Alliance gave each survivor force who went to celebrate and congratulate, the inner city nobles' pursuit of the chakra of death suddenly became less strong.
possible……
Only the ideal city is worthy of being the eternal god in their hearts.
Sberg couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Perhaps his novels must also keep pace with the times and replace the material of the leader's leather shoes from the claws of death to something else to show the identity of this big man.
What about the scalp of mutants?
He has insufficient imagination.
Apart from the bizarre and diverse evolutions, I really can't imagine that there is anything more terrifying and large enough species on the wasteland than the Claw of Death.
Anyway, everything seems to be getting better slowly.
Speller felt more comfort in his heart, and perhaps this favor would be favored by him one day in the future.
The only thing that made him a little sad was that Mr. Yue Weijia wanted to fool them with IOUs again, which made everyone angry. Even Kent scolded the shameless businessman, which was simply not a way out.
Later something happened. Someone secretly removed the silk from the slicer. The others were bad enough and silently pretended not to see it. This caused their assembly line to scrap the cans on the entire line, making their boss Weijia's nose pissed.
Of course the bad guy was caught out, and it was said that someone exposed him.
But no matter what, thanks to him, Weijia was a little careful about their attitude towards them and did not deduct the interest from last month, although she only gave some unsold nutritional cream...
Sberg was a little frustrated.
He had fantasized that the boss would give them the canned food that was dried up, but what he didn't expect was that his boss would rather dump those things in front of them than give them a share, and would also let someone urinate on the precious food.
On that day, Mr. House's broadcast added an advertisement for good taste. Food processing factory would rather destroy defective products than let a bad canned food flow to the market.
Fortunately, there are only one bad things that affect your mood. After all, there are more good things than bad things.
To hear the story of Boer, the awakened man, more and more workers gathered at the entrance of the walnut beer hall.
And not only came from Mr. Weijia's factory, but also from steel mills, sawmills, and engineers from weapon assembly stations... It turns out that those really educated good people also love to listen to their stories and express sympathy for their experiences.
The engineer was not tall, and his left eye was an electronic eye produced by Jishi Military Industry. He was a generous person and occasionally invited everyone to have a drink... although it was just a inferior water-dip beer.
One day he was drunk and yelled. When the Shishi Military Industry dared to fool him with IOUs one day, he would not be angry. He vowed to stuff some more gunpowder into every shell and add some sticky syrup.
That's not a joke.
Sberg stopped reading the story at that time and immediately covered his mouth, hoping that he would not do stupid things. The wave of early spring is not a joke.
At most, a few poor people will freeze to death in the cold winter.
When the warm winter comes, the spring next year is like hell...
Very good.
After listening to him reading the contents of the Workers' newspaper, a young man showed an envious expression on his face and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.
If only we had managers too.
He saw through it.
Those profiteers will not consciously take out the things in their pockets to them unless someone points them at them with a gun and forces them to change.
Hearing the young man's muttering, Sberg couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth.
Everyone here has heard him read the reply from the editor-in-chief of the Survivor Daily. The manager not only invited him to visit the alliance, but also promised him to try on the power armor.
What an approachable adult.
The wave next year is over, let's go there together. I heard that the raiders in the north are almost killed by those blue coats.
Hearing this, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and started talking in a low voice.
But I heard that they only give silver coins, not chips...
What does this matter?I heard that the dancers in the Queen of Night’s bar all have cashiers!
that is!A man with a beard cursed and said, "No matter what he gives, it's better than an IOU!"
Some people also showed worried expressions.
But what about the wave of the year after tomorrow?Come back to hide?
The old fitter nodded and said nervously.
I heard that the waves would sweep across the wasteland, and no grass would grow wherever they pass...
If it weren't for life, no one would be willing to leave the huge wall. After all, when you come back, you have to give 1 to 2 chips to see the mood of the old man at the door.
If they were not afraid of alien species and plunderers outside, they would have been mercenaries long ago and would not stay in the factory to work honestly.
All those who stayed are honest people.
It has been for generations.
Speller also had the same concern, so he mentioned in his reply that he had to save some travel expenses before going over.
The twenty or thirty kilometers of road was difficult to walk, and there were some dangers hidden in the concrete ruins. He had never seen those mutated hyenas who ate raw meat and drank blood, but he had seen President Melvin bring a large bodyguard next to him when he was on a visit.
But at this time, the engineer who always invited them to drink laughed.
Come on, you definitely didn’t read the newspaper!I remember an issue of Survivor Daily mentioned that those chewingers are fruit entities of mutant slime mold, and that mutant slime mold has a self-limiting thing.Anyway, they can't expand after they expand to a certain scale. The wave in the suburbs is probably not as exaggerated as in the urban areas. Otherwise, how did the survivors in the northern suburbs survive?They didn't jump out of the cement crack.
Everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and Sberg also showed a surprised expression.
This is indeed his blind spot in knowledge.
He has always been eyeing the Workers' Newspaper and treats it as his own, so he forgot that there are also Survivor Daily and Mercenary Newspaper, which will share some common sense and experience on the wasteland.
Obviously, the engineer of Jushi Military Industry, who is the reader of the main issue of "Survivor Daily", happened to have read that issue.
The surprised expression turned into excitement, and Sberg clenched his fists excitedly and said to the crowded workers at the entrance of the beer hall.
Very good!Since the wasteland is actually not that scary, let’s go and have a look when the spring comes to the beginning of next year!
Sure enough, there are so many people!
As long as there is someone who is willing to tell everyone what they know, united workers will become more and more knowledgeable, and knowledge is power.
However, at this moment, a group of ferocious guards walked not far away. Spberg's face changed slightly when he saw those people.
The man in charge was Phyllis, the head of the industrial area guard, and followed him was the security captain Alec, and his old friend Kent.
What are you doing here?Want to rebel?Phyllis roared and used a stick to drive away the drunkards surrounding the door of the tavern.
Sberg looked at the tavern owner Don, who shook his head pale.
Not what I called...
Before he could finish his words, Kent suddenly rushed out first, grabbed Sberg's collar like a hero, and looked excitedly at the security captain Alec.
That's this guy!He is making noise here every day!Read his disgusting... what Boer's story.
Sberg suddenly became angry, and he plucked up the courage and glared at him and cursed.
I chant mine at your doorstep?What's wrong with you?
Unexpectedly, this coward dared to talk back to him. Kent was about to spit at him, but when the workers around him looked at him silently, his heart trembled.
Just... it's in a way!Awakening, how can the awakened one win the power armor?Aren't you talking nonsense about harming people?childish!Vulgar!However, there was really no ink in his stomach, and he couldn't explain the big truth, so he could only read Mr. House again and then looked at Alec with help.
He swears.
If the illegitimate son of the city lord was caught in the city, he would definitely not have any objection and would even hit the wall excitedly... However, the bad thing is that these dogs are broken. Why do you have to write about these poor people who love to read? You can't write them according to the routine they like?
Kent was so angry that his teeth hurt.
Alec was not interested in the barking of several wild dogs, whether it was Kent or Sberg, in his eyes the same.
It's just a pity bug that is incompetent.
He will go to the Queen of Night Bar to support his boss and boss's mistress. His drinking capacity is an indispensable pastime at the party. At this moment, he just wants to finish this matter quickly, so he looked at Phyllis beside him and said softly.
These people gathered together every day and shouted loudly, but it was possible that our assembly line would fail that day, which was the bad water they discussed.
Dear Captain of the Guard, you take care of it.
Phyllis looked down on the security captain of a mere factory, but Alec's boss is Weijia, and Weijia's boss is the famous Sid.
That adult is amazing.
However, he is not good at arresting people for no reason, otherwise he will easily be thrown into the poor as abandoned children by big men to vent his anger.
So his little eyes searched for a while, and he caught a glimpse of the newspaper on the wine table. He immediately felt as if he had discovered some treasure, and his surprise voice disappeared and he shouted loudly.
What is that?
Don't wait for someone to answer.
Phyllis walked forward with great strides, holding the newspaper in his hand and spreading it, his gloomy and arrogant gaze scanning the surroundings.
It seemed as if there was a sword in my hand.
Workers' report!The City Hall explicitly prohibits this thing!
This is not the same as before!The engineer on the side couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but defend himself. This was a sub-issue of the Alliance's Survivor Daily, and the two were completely different!
Haha, the Alliance's Ah... is more sinful!Phyllis jokingly glanced at the pale Sberger, his face gradually getting colder.
Take this traitor away!
Several guards stepped forward, yelled Sberger's struggle and punched him, and then took him away from the beer hall door in full view.
Alec threw Kent a 25-degree bargaining chip as a reward, then waved his hand and left here with a few thugs who helped the field.
Kent grabbed the chips excitedly.
He nodded and thanked Alec's back, then looked at the back of Sberg who was taken away and cursed happily.
Well caught!Damn traitor!
The sound was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.
Because he is the only voice.
Kent couldn't help but panic, instinctively hid the chips in his hand, looked at the eyes of both of them nervously, and took a step back.
What are you... looking at me?I...I'm for your own good too!You don't want to lose your job because of that despicable villain
Stop being hypocritical.
An angry voice interrupted him.
A young man walked out of the crowd and stared at him intently.
If you are given a chance, you can lie on the ground and lick Master Melvin's shoes, or even be willing to taste his family's feces.You actually have the nerve to say it is for our own good. You obviously want us to die, but you have taken care of all the work alone.
Kent's eyes widened.
You, how dare you call Mr. Melvin by the name!
The young man looked at him coldly.
Yes, I said, now I want to say it again, go and call your Master Melvin to teach us a lesson. It would be better to capture us all in and accompany Sberg. Anyway, the weather is so cold, and it is not much better outside than inside. I happened to go there to listen to him continue to tell stories.But it's a pity. I guess that master will not pay attention to you. After all, the dog only licks its own owner, and your tongue is much dirty than a dog.
Kent cursed angrily.
You're dirty!You, your whole family is in ruins!
The bearded man looked at him and shrugged uninterestingly.
Admit it openly, you just admire the whip in Master Stephen's hand. You don't care about Rudy, Kathy, and why Bill lost his job. You have never loved anyone here, and you want to hold the whip yourself.
Someone shouted in the crowd.
Hello, my friend, he has never heard of the story of Boer the Awakening, and he must be confused by the names you said!
The voice was quickly responded, and a smile.
Haha, he doesn't know what Mr. Stephen's whip is for!
That's OK, but we all know who this guy is!
They have a common language.
Kent's eyes widened, his eyes almost protruding.
You are talking nonsense!Me, I
He really hadn't read that newspaper.
It was precisely because of this that he felt a little panicked.This feeling seemed to be excluded from the team, and the only one I was left in place.
That damn Sberg...
He dared to write himself into his novel!
Kent didn't know that Spberg had never written his name, nor did he have a character like him in his book, but people seemed to know him, just like he was very familiar with him... it was like they wrote his name in it for the annoying ghost.
The crowd began to move.
Those people seemed to know what to do next, and even if no one told them, they made up their minds.
Thinking they were going to beat themselves together, Kent stepped back, his face getting more and more scared.
The young man who stood up first suddenly glanced at him with sympathy and raised his right hand.
Kent subconsciously raised his arm to parry, but the young man neither beat him nor robbed the chips from him, but he just patted his shoulder.
Admit it, you actually don’t love Mr. Melvin, nor Mr. Weijia, and of course you have never loved any of us... You only have yourself in your eyes. How can the words "benefiting for us" appear in your mouth?You wish we all died. You dreamed of riding on all of us to shit, but it was a pity that it was difficult for you. You were born in the mouse hole. 25 chips couldn't make you become the best. You had to be a mouse in a nest with us.
People passed by him one after another and patted him on the shoulder at the same time.
We won't blame you.
Come on Kent.
You are good.
Take the big guys to reward your pocket money and buy candy, and you can still buy it now, hahahaha.
Kent retreated in fear, his shoulders were dipped in motor oil, flour, and some colorful things...that came from one hand, and those people were like possessed.
While protecting the chips in his hand, he looked at the people who were heading in opposite directions with him and shouted in panic.
What are you going to do?Stop quickly!Are you... crazy?
What to do?
The young man stopped, looked back at Kent, and said mockingly at the coward who wanted to shrink into a ball.
Of course, it's about doing what Boer should do!
That guy won't leave the troubled coworkers alone!
He told us to unite!
……
Something big happened!
Dawn City.
In the Alliance Building and the Manager's Office, the hurried steps interrupted Chu Guang's thoughts, making him stop the pen in his hand.
Standing at the door was the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs he appointed, a young man named Cheng Yan, who was the same group of young talents as Sun Rui of the Ministry of Finance.
Originally, Shuyu was a more suitable candidate for this position, but the alliance needed to place the best diplomats in the ideal city. No one was more suitable to speak on behalf of the alliance at the Supreme Council than the young man who was calm in the face of change.
Both are directly responsible for themselves, and Shuyu himself has no objection, and he is willing to do anything for the alliance.
Like Lu Bei, they are the most loyal young men in the alliance.
What's the matter?Don't worry, take a breath first and talk slowly.Without blaming him for his recklessness, Chu Guang looked at him seriously and said.
It's the Big Rock City!Something happened in the Giant Rock City!Cheng Yan swallowed and continued in a hurry, saying that our embassy sent a message saying that workers in the industrial area surrounded the guard station and demanded that the arrested workers be released or they were arrested together.
Chu Guang asked with a frown.
What happened later?
Cheng Yan said with a wry smile.
Later their prison was full...
There was a silence in the office for a while.
Chu Guang felt mixed feelings in his heart and sighed.
Is someone dead?
No...but a lot of injuries, and because the guards of the Rock City found our newspaper and the letters written by our editors to them at the home of the arrested person, and there were still a hundred bargaining chips. The Rock City authorities suspected that we were the ones we did.Cheng Yan looked at Chu Guang carefully. Our editor-in-chief mentioned you in the letter... I want to confirm, is it true?
I asked him to mention it.
So that's it, then I understand!
Cheng Yan nodded immediately, with a clear expression on his face.
If it is the plan of the manager, then it will be fine.
He had no doubt that the manager was correct, and the only thing he was worried about was that the editor-in-chief of Survivor Daily was whispered.
Chu Guang could guess at the expression on his face. This guy was absolutely thinking wrongly, so he couldn't help laughing.
This matter cannot be said to have nothing to do with us, but it is definitely not what you think.One hundred chips buy a person who can't even be in prison... Even if I tell them, this is what I did, will they believe it themselves?
Cheng Yan smiled bitterly and said: This... I don't know, but it's not that serious. I feel that they don't plan to make this big deal, but just warn us not to try to make small moves to get in the way.
Chu Guang: Then?
Cheng Yan shook his head.
there is none left.
None?
Chu Guang couldn't help but stutter.
Seeing that you were so anxious, I thought he had locked up our embassy.
In that case, he would respect those nobles as a man.
Like that guy, Yad, who dared to take a gun to the alliance's residence to ask for an explanation, turned a blind eye and looked up at the guy with admiration.
There is a reason why the people of the Honey Badger Kingdom are willing to support that guy.
But when Chu Guang thought of this, he was puzzled. Logically speaking, the people in the River Valley Province were strong and the most important thing was the wasteland tourists who were fierce in fighting. Why did he reach the landlord's level, from old leeches to old Brown, one of them was weaker than the other.
Cheng Yan coughed dryly and said.
That shouldn't be true. They may also be worried that you won't pay back the money, and you won't do it because of a small thing...
This is not a trivial matter. As the fuse that triggered the crisis, it is already very serious.
Chu Guang sighed, glanced at the draft paper on the table, and crossed out the ones he had just written, because those gentle measures would definitely not be useful.
To be honest, he had been safe after the celebration, and there were even signs of economic recovery in the Rock City. He was a little relieved and thought that he could have survived the wave of spring coming next year, but he didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
He didn't want to guess the conspiracy behind it.
Not everything must have a meticulous reason, and history itself advances through countless coincidences.
Maybe the cause of the incident was that some guy who smoked and didn't step on the cigarette butt happened to throw the cigarette butt into the garbage can stuffed with gunpowder.
Chu Guang suddenly remembered something.
Speaking of which, why did those workers suddenly surround the guards?
When Cheng Yan was stunned when he heard the manager suddenly ask, frown and thought for a moment before saying.
I heard from the embassy in charge over there that... it seemed that he was the owner of a food processing factory. He bribed the guards there and arrested the person who would read newspapers in his colleagues every day.
Chu Guang: ...
Good guy.
Is it true?!
After roughly clarifying the cause and effect relationship between things, Chu Guang's mood was quite complicated.
He installed the accelerator for Giant Rock City, and he stepped on the first accelerator, but he did not expect that this would get out of control from the beginning.
His players were all helping talents, so they immediately went up and fucked. The NPCs in the league couldn't help but follow them up and finished the fight.
But the men in the inner city didn't think it was fast enough, so they not only fucked themselves a few times, but even welded the car door to death. Behind this, it was probably not just the alliance, but also other forces were also adding fuel to the fire.
Melvin is probably the most sober person and one of the few good people who are willing to benefit the residents of the city, at least compared to his shareholders.
But it was too late to stop him, so he could only use the method he gave him to drink poison to quench his thirst.Ironically, the first one to step on the accelerator has now become the one who wants to step on the brakes the most.
Hopefully at least survive this winter... Chu Guang pressed his eyebrows and sighed, otherwise the wave of spring would be a big problem.
Cheng Yan was slightly stunned.
Because of work needs, he had conducted serious investigations, and with the help of the embassy, he collected some history that the nobles of the Rock City themselves might not take seriously.
In less than two centuries of history, similar things have actually happened, and in the end they were settled by those men.
Otherwise, the city lord there would have been a replacement.
As expected, it should be the same this time...
He murmured in a low voice.
Not that serious...
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