Chapter 525 I'll consider giving myself a few days off

The Queen of Night Bar.

Recently, business hours are getting earlier and earlier, especially for those VIP customers who are generous, it is open all-weather.

But to the guests a little disappointed, the recent works of devil silk weaving seem to have disappeared from the bar, replaced by all nylon imitations.

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

After all, humans are not animals. Apart from that little thing, they still have some spiritual pursuits.

And the artwork woven from indestructible devil silk can make the originally vulgar dance posture less vulgar.

What else can arouse people's desire to conquer than rejection?

People complain that the thing is too strong, but instead they are more willing to spend money on it.

However, Luo Bo, the owner of the Queen of Night Bar, did a very determined job in banning the devil's silk artwork.

Even if he is the first person to taste the sweetness.

The sub-issue of the Survivor Daily teased his girl and didn't care about her face, either he or they did not care about her face, but only about chips. But that guy dared to tease the nobles in the inner city by the way, and he simply didn't want to live!

He doesn't want to be splattered on his body...

At this moment, the private room that best demonstrates its identity.

Several young men with greasy heads and pink faces were leaning on the soft sofa, hugging a group of untidy beauties.

From the belts they threw aside at random, we can see that they are worth a lot of money, but the skin of the Claw of Death.

And he is still a dead claw of age.

Intoxicated in the gentle land that was embracing front, back, left and right, Kissus narrowed his eyes comfortably, and after a boring trembling, he smacked his lips and smiled.

Or happy rock city.

There, he had to solve the problem by himself every time, and he didn't have to move here, and he knew everything with one look.

And extremely docile and considerate...

The young man sitting opposite him asked curiously.

Don’t there be many bionic people in Ideal City?

His name is Kumit, and he is Sid's son.

As for Sid, he is a famous noble in the inner city. Whether it is Weijia Commercial Bank or Jushi City Bank, he has his shares, and the chips are just a number for a person like him.

Logically speaking, his father's status is higher than that of Kissie's father, and Kissie should be his follower. However, Kumit admires the guy in front of him and is willing to lower his status and let him sit in the position of his elder brother.

Because this guy always has countless tricks, and every time they feel bored, he can take them and his group to make new things.

But they did play it a bit too much that time five years ago.

The girl is about the same age as his sister, and it's a pity that he can come up with that idea.

After the incident was exposed, the old man who was not open-minded refused to take their bargaining chips and insisted on them with tears in his eyes, asking them to be responsible... But how could he be responsible?

Did they choose someone to draw lots and marry the girl home?Then their father will not only make his nose crooked, but will also beat them to death!

There was no way, they could only let the family disappear.

It’s a pity that this matter was not handled well, and the fire accidentally lit up the surrounding houses, causing the city defense chief to be furious.

It was precisely because of that incident that Jixiu was stuffed to the outside merchants by his father, bringing him to the distant ideal city to avoid the limelight.

And they were criticized by their families and fined for several days of confinement and reflection.

Kumitt thought he would never see this good brother again, but he didn't expect that the company suddenly opened a flight to Qingquan City.

And his good brother did not disappoint him, and he immediately came back to reunite with them.

Kissus curled his lips disdainfully.

How can bionic people understand people better than people... And can you make some progress? I've been thinking about that little thing every day after so long, vulgar!

Kumitt said with a hippie smile.

We don’t have other entertainment, you are elegant, tell me what interesting ways to play the East Coast.

Others also started to cheer.

that is!

You're talking about Ah.

The friends were looking forward to this good friend who had returned from afar, hoping that he could talk more about the East Coast.

Although most of their fathers are superior people in the inner city, not everyone has the opportunity to send their children to the ideal city.

Three thousand kilometers are too far.

The power in their hands is less valuable the farther away from the Rock City.

Unless they are the most trusted and powerful enough businessmen, no one dares to entrust their own flesh and blood to them.

In the wasteland outside the huge wall, it only takes a small accident to send people away, especially in places where chips are not circulated, life is thinner than paper.

And to be honest, even if they have the opportunity to go to Ideal City, they actually don’t want to stay there for a few years.

But that doesn't prevent them from hearing stories from those who have been there.

Moreover, the personal experience of good guys is no longer as reliable as those businessmen who don’t know whether they have been to...

Enjoying the eyes of the stars lying on the moon, Ji Xiu's eyes unconsciously felt a little superior, and he spoke slowly.

Ideal City... is actually not as good as you think.

Kumit looked at him disbelief.

But it's better than the Rock City, right?

You thought too much, Kissus shook his head, there were a lot of rules and regulations there, everything could not be done or what could be done, all of which were clearly written, without any room for flexibility.

Actually, maybe there are.

However, his level is not yet at the level that it can make the Council live in, so naturally he doesn't know where it can be.

Kumit continued to ask with a disbelief expression.

Where are the nobles in the inner city there?They should have lived a better life, right?

Ji Xiu said indifferently.

That's for sure, but in my opinion those people have no vision, and can even be said to be short-sighted.Maybe the real big shots will be different. I heard that they do things more secretly and conservatively... But apart from that, it is actually no different from us.It is precisely because of this that life there is full of boredom, otherwise why would they run out of the city?

For him, it was not a wasteland in another sense, a spiritual wasteland.

He could only live in a doghouse of 40 square meters, with his neural connection equipment and the garbage on the end point cloud in the air... That is the most cost-effective and trouble-free entertainment method. At least he doesn't have to worry about inexplicable violations, being locked up and forced to watch movies, or being thrown out by the guards.

The rules there are so complex that you can imagine how inefficient it is, which is unimaginable in the Stone City.

Enjoying the admiration of the locals, Kissie ate a bite of the grapes fed by the beauty and lazily commented on his hometown.

But by the way...there are quite changes here. In the past, it took at least two days to travel from here to the northern suburbs, but now it is not enough to use it for a day.

Kumitt said with a smile.

Indeed, the group of nosy guys in the northern suburbs fight with plunderers every day, and almost all the plunderers in the north hide south.

Another fat man also said excitedly.

I also heard that there has been a large-scale construction there recently, and the roads under the elevated roads left the city have been renovated!

Some tall man's eyes lit up and said.

I know!My father invested a lot of money!

Kissie curled her lips.

How much money can you make by selling those steel cement?... Are you not interested in real money-making transactions?

Kumitt's eyes lit up.

Do you have a way?

It's more than just a way.

Jixiu smiled mysteriously, looked at a group of good buddies with hot eyes, waved to them, and signaled them to get closer.

He cleared his throat and pressed his voice down.

...I have a project that can make a lot of money here.

There is nothing to do, you can earn by lying down!

……

A mansion in Shuguang City.

Liszt, who was sitting in the study, played with the black room card in his hand, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and yawned boredly.

He began to feel a little bored.

For this black card, he spent a lot of money to clear the relationship, spending at least several million yuan. Finally, with the help of several nobles, he invited a poor nobleman out with a large amount of resettlement fee, and replaced it as a new noble in the inner city.

There, the dignity and elegance of the nobles are more important than anything else, but the identity of the nobles themselves is not so mysterious.

As long as you have a single room in the Giant Stone Building, no matter how small it is, you can be considered a member of the inner city nobles and enjoy the right to vote for major decisions.

As for how to own it, it depends on whether you can be a human being. This is not something that is clearly marked and circulated on the market.

Most nobles would not really live in that huge stone building, and the number on the door card symbolized more of status and power.

In addition to the Giant Stone Building that belonged to the pre-war war, there is another circle of buildings that were built later, which can be regarded as the scope of the inner city.

The living conditions in those places will be much better.

In addition, if a nobleman lives in a small room on the door card every day, it basically means that he is not far from bankruptcy.

People will assume that he intends to sell the power in his hands at a good price at the end, and will help him find a dealer with it very considerately.

For example, the nobleman who was replaced by him is an example.

The guy lives on the bottom floor of the building, has no children, nor has hesitation skills. He is like a fat pig raised in captivity, looking forward to selling the door card in his hand at a good price that neither offends himself nor his neighbors, and then takes the chips to go outside and start over.

If the entire Rock City is compared to a large casino, then buying a door card with gambling funds will undoubtedly mean going ashore.

It is precisely because of this that he took out the huge sum of money at all costs.

Not only because of this identity, other nobles in the inner city could not use means other than the rules to mess with him, but also because he had ambition that was far beyond ordinary people, he planned to rely on his outstanding business acumen and action to change the Stone City and even the entire river valley province and build a huge business empire!

If he could enter the core power circle of Stone City and make some like-minded partners, his plan would be much smoother.

However, shortly after entering the circle, he was soon disappointed.

There are no like-minded partners there, not even a slightly more capable person.

Those guys are like a group of inbreeding pigs.

There is no wisdom that people should have in their minds, or they have already used all their brains to internal friction between each other.

Even the slave owner knew that shovels were faster than digging soil by hand, and occasionally bought some generators and tractors for burning firewood from merchants like him to update the production equipment. However, those pigs who were tricked and wanted to remove all the nails of the cattle and horses' hooves and eat them, and praised them as credit.

How could such a thing be better than the old mayor of Bate Street and the farmer of Brown Farm?

Liszt thought about it for several nights but couldn't figure it out.

In the end, only one conclusion can be drawn

They do have a good dad.

Those survivors who have the courage to stand outside the shelter, facing the radiant dust and the cold winter are indeed heroes.

Not only did they withstand the despair of falling from utopia into the abyss, they even did what they should have done in advance for the descendants of the wine bag.

This is also the least supposed.

They created a fairy tale-like world for the children, so that in the eyes of the nobles two hundred years later, the wasteland was over.

Actually, it is correct to understand this way.

Didn't their wasteland end long ago?

At this time, a knock on the door outside the study room, and his most capable subordinate Han Long pushed open the door and walked in from outside.

Sir, the administrator is here.

Liszt threw the black card aside and immediately looked at him and said.

Invite him in.

yes.Han Long nodded slightly, his electronic prosthetic eyes swung left and right, and turned around and walked out of Liszt's study.

Not long after, Chu Guang pushed open the door and walked in from outside with a smile.

Your house is really big.

He didn't bring a guard and was still wearing the power armor. Liszt had long been accustomed to this, and even replaced all his sofas with iron cores for fear that there was no place to entertain him.

You should live in a bigger one. I happen to have a new house that I can't live in for the time being.

The environment in the shelter is pretty good.

But I think your residents are happy about building beautiful houses?Lister smiled and persuaded, "The shelter is too crowded after all. Even if you don't care, you can't blame the future manager's wife and the future heirs of the alliance."

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

We have known each other for so long, don’t you understand me?

Lister was silent for a moment, sighed softly, completely dispelled the unrealistic idea, and leaned back on the chair.

To be honest, the longer I know you, the less I know you… I even feel scared when I’m in front of you occasionally.

Did I do something that scares you?

No.

Seeing him not speaking, Chu Guang vaguely guessed something, then smiled and said with a point of view.

Brown, the old man is still running his farm, he accepts our transformation, frees the slaves in his family, disarms the armed forces, and the past is written off, and we allow him to continue living on his land as a coalition citizen.And the person who did this was Luca, the lord of Dawn City, who was almost executed by him.You see, we can even forgive our enemies, and you have never done anything that I am sorry for us, so what should I worry about?

Liszt shook his head.

The mismatch between money and status is a natural original sin. At least I can buy aristocrats in the inner city, or even become aristocrats... But here, I have no way to become a resident of a refuge, nor can I understand your operating logic, nor do I understand what you want to do sometimes.In any case, I just hope that when you need money, you can give me a chance to take the initiative to hand it over.

Chu Guang couldn't help but say.

Why can't you change your mind a little?The alliance is an alliance. We use our own rules. We are different from any survivor's settlement... Look at Bach, he is almost no longer a human being. Is it a pleasure to live here every day?

Liszt said helplessly.

He is a resident of Ideal City, and some people are taking care of him when he is doing great things... and I can't see his face.

Chu Guang sighed and said.

I have said many times that identity does not matter in the league. Even if he becomes unrecognizable to his father, as long as he agrees with us, we will unite him.

Liszt said with a wry smile.

I hope you keep your promise as always... So, what do you want me to do for you this time?

Seeing that Liszt had guessed that his visit was coming with purpose, Chu Guang stopped going around and leaned back on the chair and said with a gaze.

I plan to issue something called bonds.

What is that?

A financial tool that can not only solve our capital problems, but also solve the problem of investment difficulties for the nobles in the inner city.

Liszt coughed.

If you are short of money, just tell me and I will lend it to you.

Chu Guang said with a smile.

It’s not that I’m short of money, it’s that the league is short of money, and it’s always short of money. There are a lot of chips needed here, so how much can you lend me?One hundred million?

Liszt said with a numb scalp.

That... is indeed a bit difficult.

He didn't expect the manager to have such a big appetite.

Chu Guang spread his hands.

Yes?This is not a cake that one person can eat. We need a lot of chips to buy products from Jishi City to increase our market size. Now the pockets of the nobles in the inner city happen to be full of chips, so why not use the money they can't use for the time being and do some money that can make money?

Liszt touched his chin with interest and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This sounds interesting...

Chu Guang smiled and continued step by step.

We can give five-year and ten-year bonds, with the total issuance quotas of one billion and two billion respectively. The purchase of chips and the redemption of chips is very fair, and the most important thing is safety!The face rate is 3% and 4% respectively.Take ten-year bonds as an example. A bond with 100 chips can get interest in 4 chips every year, and the principal of 100 chips can be obtained at one time in the tenth year.

Liszt's eyes flashed slightly, and he keenly noticed his intentions.

This is equivalent to splitting the debt... Now it is not only banks that can invest, but some large and medium-sized chambers of commerce and even individuals can participate.

Chu Guang said with a smile.

That's right!We even provide physical coupons and supporting electronic bookkeeping services... Those who hold our bonds can even buy and sell freely on our trading platform.In this way, even if someone is in a hurry to use the money, he can cash out the debt in his hand and only needs to pay a small handling fee.

What a pity, it seems that Liszt didn't see what his real intention was, but he instinctively felt that he would not be kind to this.

Then why don't you go to Melvin?After staring at Chu Guang for a while, Liszt couldn't help asking, "I'm a factory, not this one."

Chu Guang shook his head.

Melvin is an old fox. He wants to get something from me, but he will definitely not allow me to use the borrowed money to repay my previous debt. Starting from the 200 million chip loan, each loan from us and the Stone Bank stipulates how the loan should be used, and the money must be stored in the Stone Bank account and is regulated by them.

He paused, and he continued.

So I need two issuance channels, issuing bonds with bargaining prices.However, I guarantee that the bonds issued through the two channels will exercise the same rights.It's just that one is issued by the Alliance Central Bank itself, and the other is issued through the bank of Giant Rock City.

I treat you as my own person, so I plan to let you do the distribution channel of the alliance.

Liszt stared at Chu Guang blankly, but he didn't expect that he would tell himself about all the things he used to repay his previous debts with the borrowed money.

He asked cautiously, swallowing.

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

Chu Guang glanced at him strangely.

If I don’t plan to pay back the money, why do I need so much effort?

Lister was silent for a while and said, gritting his teeth.

I'll give it a try.

He must listen carefully to the opinions of the league.

no way.

Who wants him to make his fortune through the alliance?

If it weren't for Liszt's factory, he would never be a noble in the inner city in his entire life. Not to mention asking himself to help make money, he would have to think of a way to kill someone.

Go and try it!

Chu Guang stood up from the sofa, walked to the door of the study, suddenly stopped, looked back at Liszt, and smiled and encouraged him.

Try your best to try. The business opportunities of the alliance are written in the newspaper, and I will try my best to cooperate with you.Believe me, if this happens, both the Alliance and the Rock City will thank you. It doesn’t matter if it really doesn’t work. I’ll look for someone else.

Liszt said respectfully.

I will do my best.

The door of the study room was closed.

Listening to the sound of footsteps walking away, Liszt leaned back on the chair and pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

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

Normal people will be scared away by this number, right?

The respected manager really gave him a problem.

However, at this moment, Liszt's gaze suddenly fell on the black card on the table, and a trace of enlightenment suddenly surged in his heart.

He held the black card in his hand and started playing with it. Liszt's eyes became more and more excited, and he muttered a few words softly.

Maybe it's not difficult to do it...

……

Just when Liszt ordered his men to pack up and prepare to return to the Stone City, something big and small happened in the Stone City.

Some days ago, the whole of Rock City was so popular that it almost made Mr. House unemployed. After all, something happened to the Survivor Daily.

At this moment, a seal was posted at the door of the newspaper, and several guards standing in front of the door pushed away the idle people around to watch the fun.

Get away!

If you don’t want to cause trouble for yourself, don’t join in the fun!

Hearing the stern tone, people who didn't want to cause trouble all dispersed.

There was only one man who didn't leave and couldn't help but shout.

We are customers waiting for the new issue... not to join in the fun!

He is the owner of a walnut tavern, the one that runs next to the industrial area, and his name is Tang.

Usually, workers who get off work would come to him to pick up cigarettes and smoke, and by the way, they would find literate people to read the free newspaper.

Although he didn't like the poor guys who were frowning, they were almost his only customer, and when they saw that they were happy, they still couldn't help but buy a beer, or even buy a newspaper to take it home for souvenirs.

Even for the sake of that beer, he felt that he should say something for them.

However, after hearing this, the two guards looked at each other, laughed and kicked away the country bumpkin who came out of nowhere, and laughed and laughed at him as he rolled and crawled up from the ground.

Get out!

There is no such thing anymore!

Meanwhile, the upstairs office.

When Hal heard the decree issued by the City Hall, he felt his eyes dark and almost passed away.He stared at the guards who read the orders to him, wishing he could kill the man with his eyes.

However, the authority of the royal family is useless here. The soldiers of the Rock City do not care about the prince in the desert. This thing can at most save him from a fist.

Discontinued publication?!Why?Hal roared with a swift spitting star.

The guard looked at him sarcastically.

The city hall thinks you are spreading false news, and who wants you to ignore serious business all day.

Hal blushed in anger, holding the "Playboy" sub-print in his hand, his fingers kept shaking, and finally he only said one sentence.

But this is just a joke!It's not even the news you mentioned!

The joke is probably that a guy wearing the claw skin of the death from head to toe tried to prove to his friends that he was brave, so he brags that his outfit was peeled off the claw of the death with his own hands.

However, his friends obviously did not believe it, so in order to prove his courage, he did not dare to take a step forward in the huge wall, and he could only pounce on the woman Fengchen aside, but was exposed by the indestructible devil silk that he was actually a mentally retarded...

This was originally a joke that had two soft and widespread implants, and even had the brand name on it. However, perhaps his wording was too realistic that he accidentally offended a noble master who had really done this place.

The guard's answer indeed proved his guess.

Yes, however, the residents of an inner city found it not funny and offended.Of course, you and I know that he is definitely not the person in the joke, he just kindly thinks that this is not good.

What about the Workers' News??We haven't posted news about rich people on it for a long time, and it once helped a noble lady find her lost cat!

The guard asked back.

So why don't you continue to publish those things?You were pretty good before, and you could do something for the men.However, those serialized stories are too exaggerated. How could the awakened ones with bare hands have worn the power armor? It is even more nonsense to buy black cards from the inner city. What do you think of the identity given by the city lord as?I have never heard of any mercenary who has such ability. Why are you harming others?

Hal tried to argue.

We can remove this part of the content!

Mr. Duroon's opinion is not good.

What about House?He is no more nonsense than me!Once you have heard his radio, you will know that what I wrote is not even a joke!

Hal blushed. The one he didn't want to mention was the idiot who was full of nonsense, but now he has to use him as an example.

When it comes to bragging, he is not one ten thousandth of that guy, at least he can't blow the black into white.

However, the guard was indifferent to his explanation and said impatiently.

He has a license, by the way, he will have to need such a certificate in the future. I don’t know much about the details, so you can find out for yourself.

Hal looked at him pleadingly.

Then I'll apply now!Please don't drive me away.

The guard shrugged indifferently.

This is your freedom, but you have to clean up the things here first. We will seal the place tomorrow. If you don’t take it away, we will default to throwing away garbage.

If this guy wasn't the prince of the Lion Kingdom, he wouldn't bother to talk so much nonsense with this guy, so he would be honest with just one gun.

The guard threw down his last sentence and turned around and walked away with his brothers, leaving only Hal standing in dismay.

He felt like a clown.

The alliance defeated the invincible legion, and he followed him up for a long time, but just the day before the victory celebration, his half-year efforts were taken away by one sentence.

Looking at the employees who dared not speak, Hal, who was in a daze, spoke slowly.

Do you understand... This feeling is like I put a flower on cow dung, and they just want to compare themselves to cow dung.Is there only cow dung left in their shallow cognition?

In the joke, I just wrote a guy wearing the claws of death to entertain everyone, and they insisted that it was offending the noble master in the inner city.Because people need to manicure, and horses also need to manicure, so is human equal to horses?What kind of bullshit logic is this?

One employee whispered.

…Indeed, the residents of the Union would also wear dead claw skin clothes, and they like you more than Mr. House.

Another slightly younger employee couldn't help asking.

This is obviously a misunderstanding... Can you appeal?

The older editor shook his head.

Disaster.

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

boss……

What should we do?

Hal said with annoyance.

Don't ask me if you don't know!You were watching the fun just now, but didn't say a word for me, but now you came to ask me what to do!How do I know what to do?

He originally planned to make a column on the league's celebration and a series of recent drastic actions, and worked overtime to drive out the plan, but suddenly such bad news came.

Looking at the helpless employees, Hal suddenly felt as if he had been exhausted from his whole body and sighed long.

...I will pay you your salary, and we will go our own way in the future.

Maybe, I am really not suitable for this job.

The employees all showed reluctance.

And the older editor said immediately.

Can it be settled in silver coins?

Hal was slightly stunned.

silver?

The few people standing next to the old editor nodded at the same time and whispered one after another.

We used to be Mr. House's employees... He quit at the beginning because of disagreement, so he would definitely not ask us to go back.

And I have also written articles that mock him...

We are planning to try our luck in the league. Isn’t there a Survivor Daily?We should be needed.

That's right!And now you can get two silver coins with one chip, but in Giant Rock City, you can’t even buy a piece of bread with one chip!

The alliance is not good either...

But I heard that you can buy a kilogram of corn with 09 silver coins there!The excess nutritional cream can even be fed to pigs!

Listening to the employees' talk, Hal's originally frustrated mood suddenly felt much more relieved.

The wasteland is so big, there are many places to go.

Speaking of which, the purpose of opening this newspaper was actually to find a job to support him, and then complete the trial assigned by his father to him and his brothers and brothers to bring a valuable treasure back from the wasteland.

But slowly, he became in love with the newspaper and completely forgot his father's instructions.

In fact, he felt increasingly that it didn't matter if he didn't fight for the throne. That thing was a burden, and drinking and writing poetry were what he loved to do.

After he left, he didn't know how Mr. House would report on the league's celebration, but he didn't care if he completely let go of everything here.

Just do whatever you want.

It's just a settlement.

He should be the cloud in the sky, write poems to those who are worthy of it, and sing to those who are worthy of it.

He said it.

We must open the Survivor Daily all over the wasteland!His employees have not given up on this profession yet, so how could he be depressed at this time?

Then let’s go together, it’s safer to have more people!

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Especially the old editor, asked in disbelief.

Are you going to leave with us?

What are you saying? I was not a survivor here. I said that I came from a place covered by the sunset... Although I gave up so easily and did not disappoint the expectations of the manager, I would sincerely apologize to him.

Hal smiled again on his face, coughing softly, and continued.

If you like me as a boss, you can continue to follow me after you arrive in the league... The survivors in the desert do not have their newspapers. They should know what happens every day in this wasteland, and we can go there and start over!Be bigger and stronger and create new glory!

Although, it's much poorer there than here.

At this moment, Miss Dolly didn't know that she had been unemployed, and was eager to pull Fang Chang around the streets of Shuguang City to obtain materials for the already ruined celebration column.

Aphne from the Honey Badger Kingdom was sitting by the window of the embassy attic, looking at the setting sun gradually falling to her hometown, feeling nervous about whether the gifts to be given can represent the wishes of the royal family and the people of the kingdom.

The mosquito implanted with the Xiaoyu brand symbiosis was once again stuck in the iron can he made, and was accidentally shot down by the passing crows, and passed it to the forum and laughed hard. It was considered avenge for a long time ago.

The young man pulled Makabazi and went up the mountain to catch tigers to fish by the lake. The spring commander and other brothers from the Storm Corps were in the lobby of the hotel in the highway town, and they took turns to drink Zhang Hai, the owner of the ramen restaurant who was bragging for thousands of cups. Lisa was laughing and crying and advised them to drink less, wanting to inquire about the pangolins, but she was embarrassed to speak.

The strong wind and the doomsday lone wolf ran to Xizhou City to figure out the reactor again, and Ye Shi took his old sister to level up nearby for a long time.

Lao Bai and the female researcher from the college went to the forest in the east district of Qingquan City. She was very curious about the spiritual interferometer there. Yirena brought back a lot of magical ingredients from the desert, and seemed to be thinking about a brand new dark dish with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The last night is left before the celebration of triumphal.

Dawn City is as lively as ever.

Chu Guang, who had just come out of Liszt's house, did not return to the shelter, but went to the farmland east of the city, looking at the cultivated land and thinking about his thoughts.

Seeing him staring in the distance for a long time, Lu Bei, who was following him, asked in a low voice.

Adult...Is there anything over there?

Chu Guang said casually.

No.

Lu Bei scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

I saw you kept looking over there...I thought there was something wrong there.

Well... there is something wrong with it.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and spoke.

I was thinking, and I couldn't treat them badly.

Food security is the top priority and cannot be given to the vassal states completely. These arable land is a valuable resource. Perhaps he should take out a portion of the tax and subsidize those who stay in the fields to work to dispel their concerns about food prices next year.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang had another headache.

He didn't feel anything before, and he waved his big hand and made a string of numbers.

After the alliance increased in size, he immediately felt how difficult it was to maintain a large settlement to operate smoothly.

There are so many places to spend money...

And his thoughts no longer determine the jobs of a few people, but a group of families that are looking forward to.

If he makes a mistake, someone will starve.

Some methods work when there are fewer people, but they are not as effective when there are more people.However, it is too difficult to grasp how much it is, and how much it is.

Looking at the manager beside him who was in deep thought, Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Administrator...

Chu Guang looked at the young man beside him.

What's wrong?

Lu Bei looked at him seriously and said.

I think you should take a break appropriately... It has been three days since I came back from the front line, but I haven't had a day off.

Chu Guang was slightly stunned, then smiled and patted his shoulder.

You boy don’t have to worry about me. I know when to rest.

...I just hope you can pay more attention to your body, Lu Bei whispered, this is not my suggestion, I feel... everyone hopes so.

Looking at the young man's caring eyes, Chu Guang nodded with a smile.

I would consider giving myself a few days off.