There is a species called sandworm in Luoxia Province. When it stands up, it is as tall as a building. It can kill a kid with one bite. Its combat power is amazing.
In front of that guy, let alone the awakened, even the power armor can be crushed.
At that time, a widely circulated saying on the forum was that the fierce destructive power of sandworms would destroy all infrastructure outside the river bank. If the problem of sandworm infestation is not solved, it would be useless for the alliance to build more roads and railways in Luoxia Province.
It is precisely because of this that many players further speculated that in order to ensure the smooth progress of construction, the alliance would issue a large-scale task of exterminating sandworms in the form of limited-time activities. Some high-level players even deduced a series of tactics for this special species of sandworms.
However, to the surprise of many people, the limited-time event did not appear.
And the sandworms that they originally expected to have a major impact on the direction of the war did not even appear in the vision of the front-line troops and logistics troops.
This is certainly not because the sandworms are afraid of the alliance. After all, it is too idealistic to expect animals to think so much. The real reason is that the alliance's transportation route from the camping site of the front-line troops to the logistics troops perfectly avoids all the areas where sandworms are active.
Then the question is, the areas where sandworms are active will not be written on the map by themselves. Even the most experienced merchants dare not assert that they know the location of every sandworm nest in the desert. How did the alliance headquarters do it?
This is a long story.
At that time, in order to ensure that the highway and railway leading to the Lion Kingdom could be smoothly started, Chu Guang specially sent the Guards Corps to investigate in nearby villages and ask merchants who often traveled the trade route in Luoxia Province.
After some investigation, it was found that although the sandworms are strong in combat, their reproductive ability is actually very weak. They stay in one place all year round and do not expand the size of the tribe.
Later, the Biological Research Institute of Shelter No. 79 conducted a further in-depth investigation of the project and found an amazing coincidence - the sandworm nest and the underground ocean current pipeline of the pre-war era highly overlapped!
After an in-depth investigation of one of the sandworm nests, the biologists of the Alliance found that the nest of that thing grew on a damaged ocean current pipeline.
The next problem is easy to solve.
Just choose the location of the road and railway and the location of the front-line positions to bypass the active areas of the underground ocean current pipeline, right?
It's that simple.
And this is also the most efficient and economical way. In fact, the Legion did this when planning marching routes and deploying positions.
After all, where there are sandworms, there are abundant groundwater resources. There are often not only sandworms, but also dangerous mutant arthropods such as radiation scorpions lurking there, which are not suitable as stable transportation routes. It may be okay when there are many people, but when there are fewer people, the alien species will start to stir.
This is also one of the battles between the two sides in invisible places. Although there is no gunpowder, it may not be less exciting than the place with gunpowder.
After all, if the managers of the alliance at that time blindly believed the views of one party because of rumors on the forum or a little bit of wind and grass, and fully mobilized the players to launch a large-scale campaign to eliminate sandworms, the final result would most likely become a classic example of strategic decision-making mistakes - treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
After all, considering the situation in the wasteland, unless the damaged ocean current pipeline is completely repaired or the water source is cut off, the mutant creatures in Luoxia Province will eventually gather towards the only water source.
In the short term, the road can be shorter if it passes through the corpse of the sandworm, and the one-time construction cost of the road and railway will be cheaper. Maybe the alliance can also get the title of "Sandworm Conqueror" and prestige +10.
But in the next few months, the alliance's logistics and front-line troops will have to fight the legion with high-loss debuffs, weakening combat efficiency and increasing non-combat casualties.
Even if the war is won, the Alliance and its vassals will enjoy a period of peace and tranquility. Due to the special situation in the wasteland, the sandworms that once stood at the top of the food chain will eventually come back in another form.
For example, they will evolve into the "digging beasts" or other things that can migrate freely in the Great Desert, or be replaced by more "less powerful but equally deadly" alien species.
The consequences mean that the Alliance will have to allocate hundreds or even thousands of manpower to the task of "highway patrol" for a long time, and railways and highways will become a loss-making project due to the accumulated risk costs.
Maybe the Alliance will be unable to bear it one day in the future and make up its mind to build another one.
If the Alliance has enough and cheap manpower, it can certainly ignore natural science and even go against it. But unfortunately, the shelter did not issue Chu Guang more closed beta qualifications.
Sometimes Chu Guang even couldn't help but think conspiracy theories, whether the first-generation managers guessed that he would think of taking shortcuts, so they deliberately tightened the release of the "gene sequence".
After all, there are too many players, and game companies can really treat players as non-humans. This is not just a problem for a certain big company.
The "Sandworm Investigation Report" is just a small episode in the expedition.
After listening to the reports of the logistics system, professional life players and alliance researchers, Chu Guang made a relatively reasonable judgment.
Since the matter itself was not big, and there were only a few players involved in the investigation, he did not go into details in the update announcement.
After all, compared with the war with the Legion, the investigation of the scientific expedition team and the experiments, discussions, and analysis of the researchers were just a small matter under the circumstances at the time.
Similar situations happen almost every day.
Chu Guang can hear more than a hundred more direct threats than Binaguo every day, and there are countless strange species and technological creations circulating in the wasteland.
If the wastelanders have seen all kinds of weird things, and even the talking death claws are not surprised, then he must be a master. The amount of information he received from Xiaoqi or other players about strange things he had heard and seen accounted for at least half of the "total information output value" of the alliance.
Unless the alliance built a huge wall like the Stone City, it would be almost impossible to completely isolate all threats by forming a top-down or bottom-up three-dimensional defense mechanism in a stable environment through the cooperation of billions of people like countries in the real world.
Strange things that may not happen once in a hundred years on Earth happen almost every day in the Wasteland Era. Some players went to the guard team to take up a position after brushing up their regional reputation. Every day, they did nothing but go out on the police. They serialized the strange things and strange prisoners they encountered on the forum, and there were many spectators who watched them.
Therefore, compared with the random guesses made by players on the forum based on common sense in reality, Chu Guang would still listen more to the opinions of professionals when making specific decisions.
In short, Naguo did not affect the triumphant celebration of the alliance.
The fruit that spread filth, along with the countless troubles that came with prosperity, were all quietly cleaned up by the guards and the festival autonomous committees...
Because Chu Guang urged him, He Ya immediately put down his work, devoted himself to the study of Na Guo, and called him back before dusk.
"... Let's talk about the conclusion first. First of all, it can be ruled out that this thing is the product of slime mold. Secondly, according to my observation, not only ordinary crops, but even slime molds cannot reproduce in soil infected by this special hyphae."
When he said this, He Ya paused and continued.
"In addition, it is indeed not a fruit bred by ordinary plants, but a kind of fungus associated with plants... Do you know wood ear?"
"Of course I know... Wait, that is to say, it does not grow from the tree? Instead, it needs to rely on other plants and attach to it?"
"Yes."
"But soil infected with hyphae can't grow crops?"
Looking at Chu Guang's confused expression in the holographic image, He Ya nodded approvingly.
"Smart... but not flexible enough."
Chu Guang coughed lightly.
"I'm busy... stop beating around the bush."
He Ya said patiently, lowering his arms.
"This is what makes Naguo special. Normal plants, animals, and even microorganisms find it difficult to survive in its territory, but those assimilated and infected by it are different... They may even become stronger in its territory. For example, the Kamu tree, which produces rubber and biomass oil, will not wither after being parasitized by the hyphae of Naguo, but will become a hotbed for cultivating Naguo. Do you understand what I mean?"
"In other words... the way to grow Naguo is not through seeds, but only--"
"Just pour the feces of people and animals who have eaten Naguo on the roots of the Kamu tree," Heya interrupted Chu Guang and said concisely, "Nago originally has no core, only sweet and greasy pulp like honey, so many animals like to eat it. And the fiber-like hyphae in the pulp are its 'seeds'. So in essence it is a pure fungus, which is fundamentally different from the mutant slime mold. Do you understand?"
The mutant slime mold only shows the characteristics of fungi at certain stages of its life, and shows the characteristics of animals at other times.
It is a predator in the ecosystem and a consumer in the food chain!
Like tigers and lions, or monsters and death claws.
The fungus called "Nago" is different. It is a very special existence. Its birth changes the rules of the food chain.
The immune system of organisms no longer competes with viruses and microorganisms for living space, but achieves coexistence and prosperity under the action of the adhesive called Nago. The original opposing existences in the food chain will also achieve unity in the new natural law.
The emerald green hyphae symbolizing vitality penetrates into the soil. The seeds of the old era cannot germinate in the soil baptized by it. Only the creatures that embrace "Nago" can prosper in its field and spread "Nago" to further places.
Good guy!
What a loving father!
Chu Guang was shocked.
This is not Nago, it is clearly Nurgle? !
Chu Guang asked immediately with his Adam's apple moving slightly.
"Is there any way to purify the land contaminated by it?"
"... Strong acid disinfectants will do. It is not an anaerobic bacterium and will not penetrate deep into the soil. However, I recommend burning it directly. Have you heard of flame weeding? I see your little players seem to use it instead of herbicides."
After listening to Heya's statement, Chu Guang was stunned.
"... Is it that simple?"
It can be burned to death with fire...
But then again, it is also feasible to burn slime mold with fire. At the beginning, he and his little players fought against the wave by dropping incendiary bombs on a large scale and using flames to clean up the fruiting bodies and spores.
When dealing with fruiting bodies other than evolved bodies, oil barrels are much more useful than high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs.
Looking at Chu Guang, who obviously thought the problem was complicated, Heya rolled his eyes.
"You, don't think biology is too mysterious. The mutant slime mold is a special case. After all, it is a trouble left over from the prosperous era. This Naguo was born in the wasteland era... Of course, I am still studying other characteristics of Naguo. Some strange places really concern me."
"What place?"
"Repulsion with slime mold. Logically, slime mold can devour all organisms, but it cannot devour the hyphae formed by Naguo. The gnawers we captured even felt obvious disgust for this fruit and refused to eat it. I wonder if there is a possibility... This is actually a new problem created by a shelter or research institute to solve the slime mold problem."
When Chu Guang heard this, he suddenly understood why the academy moved to the swamp.
The most dangerous thing in the wasteland is neither radioactive dust nor slime mold, but those crazy people whose knowledge level far exceeds that of ordinary people.
Any mother nest is "self-limiting", but Naguo is almost unlimited in expansion.
Once the whole world is planted with this thing, slime molds will most likely be gone, but Naguo will become a new slime mold and completely change the rules of the entire ecosystem.
In a green hell, mutants will become stronger, and humans will probably become... green-skinned goblins?
At present, the Alliance has not observed what symptoms patients who take Naguo for a long time will have. The "case" in Dust Town only shows the situation after withdrawal.
The young man who tasted the forbidden fruit was tortured to death by the bacteria that embraced Naguo and his own "awakened" immune system. At present, the players there have distributed some antibiotics to the patients, but the effect is not obvious, and the follow-up situation is still under observation.
"In short, there is no need to panic too much and scare yourself, but it is better to control such immature research results... The immune system and the virus coexist harmoniously, this is not a joke, if you treat small problems as no problems, even small problems can be dragged into big problems. And if someone becomes a hotbed of disease, even if others don't eat that thing, they will be infected by the disease, right?"
"Well," looking at Heya with a serious expression, Chu Guang nodded, "While you were researching, I had already activated the emergency plan to remove this thing from the market."
Heya smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly sighed softly and said in a teasing tone.
"I wanted to complain to you just now, don't always pull me away from what I'm doing to do something else, there's more than one researcher in the alliance... but I suddenly feel sorry for you."
"Feel sorry for me?" Chu Guang said with a smile, "Did I hear you right?"
"You should have been meeting representatives from other survivor settlements at the time, right?" Heya looked at him sympathetically, and muttered with mixed feelings, "If only those idiots could grow a little more brain cells, at least understand that not everyone is as idle as they are..."
While speaking, a rare flash of resentment flashed in Heya's eyes.
Chu Guang knew that the idiots she was talking about were not residents of the alliance, but were complaining about her hometown - Shelter No. 117.
They originally lived a routine life in the shelter, but because some people distrusted the managers and the shelter plan, and even hated them, the entire shelter was eventually destroyed.
The original "Torch" was born in Shelter No. 117, and became a belief in the next twenty years.
Chu Guang didn't know how to comfort this girl who had "traveled through time" from 20 years ago, but he still hoped that she could be freed from that dark memory.
"I'm not Seven, and the residents of Shelter 404 are not the residents of Shelter 117. The missions of each shelter are different. I dare not conclude that your manager knows nothing. Maybe he has his own ideas and hidden secrets that we don't know. But put yourself in the shoes of your residents. They can obviously return to the ground like saviors, but because of the orders of the managers, they have to give birth to children in narrow caves. Their panic and despair about the future are understandable."
"You actually understand them!"
Looking at Heya, who was staring at him in disbelief, Chu Guang said patiently.
"Understanding does not mean agreement. The biggest revelation your manager's log gives us is, 'Never give up communication because of communication difficulties', not 'The ignorant majority is not worth understanding'."
Heya snorted softly.
"Okay, at least we have a consensus. We all think those guys are stupid enough... I'm off work, and I should go to enjoy the celebration. I really sympathize with you for nothing!"
Chu Guang smiled faintly.
"Go ahead. I recommend putting some berry jam on the liver. The sour taste can neutralize the bitterness. This is the latest recipe we have unlocked."
"Oops! I'll put cumin!"
Heya hung up the phone.
Looking at the light particles scattered on the holographic screen, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.
He could feel that her mood was slightly better and she had reconciled with her past memories.
Although she and Yin Fang had completely different personalities, they actually grew up in a similar environment and were essentially rational materialists.
Then she would definitely understand what she wanted to express.
...
Just like the last celebration.
After nightfall, gorgeous fireworks were set off over Dawn City.
The endless stream of pedestrians on the street stopped and looked up to admire the beautiful fireworks. Even people in the distant Boulder City could see a glimpse of bright light from the cracks in the concrete ruins.
"...Mr. House guessed right again. They are really venting their ammunition in impotent fury." Standing at the edge of the industrial zone, Kent, who had just finished a day's work, muttered.
A few months ago, he led the workers of the cannery to surround the city hall in order to throw the Alliance's goods out of Boulder City, because the Alliance's factory took away their job opportunities.
That was definitely the highlight of his life.
Du Long, who was usually high and mighty, was sweating profusely. Not only did he get the job as he wished, but he also got a bargaining chip from the security captain Alec. It is said that because of his earth-shaking righteous act, the Alliance has fallen into a hot inflation, and the daily wages of 1 silver coin have soared to double digits. I really dare not imagine how they usually live.
However, he occasionally envies those people in the northern suburbs. The lackeys of the city hall dare to kick their butts, but they dare not bully the poor ghosts of the Alliance, and even dare not touch the vassals of those poor ghosts.
After all, those people are so poor that they only have guns left, and they are wearing shoes, so you can't just provoke them casually.
Sberg, who was walking next to him, glanced at his patched jeans and muttered.
"Hey, do you really believe what Mr. House said?"
"You don't believe it?"
Seeing Kent raised his eyebrows and looked like he was going to beat him up, Sberg didn't expect him to be so excited, and quickly changed his words.
"I believe it, of course I believe it... We are undoubtedly the victorious country, but why don't we celebrate the victory?"
Kent's eyes widened, and his neck turned red with anger.
"Are you crazy? This is a wasteland, how can there be so many things for you to celebrate."
Convinced that he was not going to beat him up, Sberg continued cautiously.
"But I heard that yesterday or the day before yesterday, someone saw President Melvin go out of the city with great fanfare, and he brought his baby daughter with him. I also heard that many nobles in the inner city went to the alliance to wait for the celebration to begin a few days ago, and several powerful mercenary groups were almost booked until next month..."
Kent said impatiently.
"They went to eat and drink."
Sberg stared at him blankly.
"Eat... eat and drink?"
"Yes! That's right!"
Kent didn't know what he was fighting with. Maybe he was dissatisfied with the confused expression of this worker, or maybe he was just hyperthyroidism, staring at him step by step.
"What's wrong? We are their creditors, what's wrong with us eating their food? I hope they eat more tonight! It's best to come back full!"
Sberg raised his hand quickly.
"No... nothing, I think you are right, I hope they have a good appetite tonight and eat back our money for us."
It would be nice if he could spit out a mouthful of soup.
Perhaps he was very satisfied with his frightened expression, Kent calmed down a little, spoke more patiently, and began to reason.
"Lister is the largest factory owner in the alliance, and he is our man, this is the best proof! The residents of the alliance will come to us to apply for black cards when they make money, but the nobles in the inner city will never go to be their shelter residents. Doesn't this explain a lot of problems?"
Looking at the chattering Kent, Sberg suddenly felt a little distressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because then he would have to explain why he felt distressed, and this was something he could never say.
He is a timid person.
He is only a little braver when reading aloud the newspaper.
He didn't know why Kent wanted to speak for those masters with capital, but at least he didn't want to be punched at this moment.
Looking at Kent who was looking forward to his feedback, Sberg nodded cautiously.
"Of course."
"I have no doubt that Mr. House is right."
...
"Haha, congratulations! Our friends! The best friends of Boulder City!"
The banquet hall of the alliance.
The well-dressed Sid excitedly raised his glass and looked at Chu Guang who appeared in the banquet hall. He was about to go up and clink glasses, but before he got close, he found that he had gone somewhere else.
"... Tsk, what are you showing off!"
A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and Sid wanted to put the glass back on the long table without interest to cover up his embarrassment at the moment.
But at this moment, a wine glass suddenly reached out and gently touched it with him.
"Why are you drinking alone?"
Seeing Lister appear in front of him, Sid's eyes lit up, and he laughed and drank the wine in the glass, holding his shoulder and said.
"You should give me face, my friend!"
Lister was a new upstart in the inner city, of course he knew him, and after all, it was he who helped get the black card.
It was also in this banquet hall at the beginning.
This kid asked him to discuss a deal. To be honest, Sid was not very interested at first, after all, it was not decent to go out and make money in Boulder City.
But recently he has slowly experienced the joy of soaring wealth.
He doesn't need to understand how to balance logistics surplus, how to adjust job functions, or even what to produce to make money.
As long as he moves his fingers and throws the chips like throwing darts, people will naturally do the details for him and make sure he is satisfied.
"Of course," Liszt smiled slightly, put down the wine glass after a sip, and said politely, "After all, we are in the same group."
"Hey! You are still the best! To be honest, the country bumpkin in the northern suburbs is really not a suitable trading partner. He is vulgar and has no manners. They invited us here, but threw me to Luca to entertain. I heard that the old man was a serf before. They must be crazy to let a mud-legged man be the city lord! But Melvin is right. We don't need to get along with the chips. You should understand that feeling when doing business with the plunderers." In order not to offend others, Sid lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear.
Lister nodded with a friendly smile on his face.
"Indeed, shit doesn't taste good... The chips they handed over were always greasy, which reminded me of the bones and meat scraps floating in the boiling oil pan."
"It's so vivid! I really want to hear you talk about your legendary stories. It's not an ordinary person to do business with the predators!" Sid gave him a thumbs up and said excitedly, "But I haven't eaten yet. Can we talk while eating... talk about something with a lighter taste?"
Lister said with a smile.
"Of course, I know a good deal. I wonder if you are interested."
When Sid heard that there was an opportunity to make money, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.
Lister was of course trustworthy, not only because he owed him a lot of favors, but also because he had become his own.
"I'm so interested! My friend, I know you won't let me down! You can always bring us new fun!"
Lister said with a smile.
"The Alliance recently issued a bond."
"What is that?"
"Alternative debt," Lister tried to process what Chu Guang described, making the twists and turns sound less complicated. "You bought a bond with 100 chips, and the Alliance will automatically give you 3 chips every year, and pay off the principal of 100 chips in one go after five years."
Sid was stunned, sipped his lips, and said dissatisfiedly.
"Why is it so little?"
Although he is rich, it doesn't mean he is stupid.
The aid loans from Boulder City to the Alliance have an interest rate of 5%!
This is not only low in interest, but it doesn't sound like compound interest. Only ghosts would buy it!
Sid's reaction was expected. Lister's smile did not change, and he picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.
"So... what if I have a special channel and can get a 100-face-value bond with the issue price of 90 chips?"
The moment he heard this, Sid was stunned at first, and then his breathing became rapid.
"Doesn't that mean..."
"You'll earn 10% as soon as you get it," Lister said meaningfully, "Not only that, you can also earn 3% interest every year. If you are interested in 10-year bonds, the interest will be one point higher, and the issue price is 85."
"The alliance recognizes debts but not people, and allows bond trading. Now everyone's pockets are full of chips, but the alliance cannot use chips to sign orders. They need to be exchanged for silver coins first, and the exchange of silver coins is not free... So you understand, right? Buying bonds can indirectly share their development dividends."
He won't tell Sid that as a first-level dealer, the issue price he got is actually cheaper.
As for how to pay back the money in the future?
That's too easy!
When the chips gather in the pocket of the alliance, how much the chips are worth doesn't the alliance have the final say?
If Chu Guang's plan is finally realized, then in the most extreme case, the excessively circulated chips may become a pile of useless plastic sheets.
Money is worthless, so why worry about not being able to pay back the money?
As for whether it can go that far, it depends on the level of the manager. Speaking of which, Liszt was also surprised. He didn't expect that the man who looked upright and honest had so many tricks hidden in his mind, and he was so cruel when he attacked.
Sid hugged Liszt's shoulders, his eyes full of enthusiasm. That expression was as if he treated him as a brother, and was afraid that he would eat alone.
"Good brother! You have to take me with you! I have made so many chips, and I don't know what to invest in!"
"That's a must," Liszt smiled and patted his shoulder, and said softly, "My friend, have you forgotten?"
"We are in the same group."
...
Chu Guang was originally going to miss the fireworks show tonight, and he couldn't even spare the time to stand on the bridge of the Heart of Steel to appreciate it.
After all, there are too many guests to receive.
Whether it was the representatives of the companies or the representatives of the survivor settlements around them, they all wanted to talk to him on behalf of their settlements. While coming to learn from him, they also wanted to see if they could catch the Alliance's fast train and get some benefits.
As the focus of the whole audience, Chu Guang also experienced for the first time in his life what it felt like to be so busy that he couldn't keep up with the pace.
The people waiting in line to see him could be lined up from the door of the auditorium to the back kitchen.
And he needed to condense the huge amount of information into three sentences and remember as much as possible every representative and settlement he had talked to.
Fortunately, Xiao Qi helped.
But somehow, just when he was about to meet the large number of nobles in Boulder City, Xiao Qi suddenly became willful and said that the fireworks it had designed with great difficulty were about to end, and asked him to go outside to have a look no matter what.
Otherwise, it would not do it next time!
There was no way.
Chu Guang originally wanted to be polite to the nobles of Boulder City, but he couldn't stand Xiao Qi's soft and hard bombardment in his ears, so he had to let Old Luca down and be polite to the nobles in the inner city.
As for the bond matter.
Chu Guang believed that even without his cooperation, Lister would do it for him beautifully.
That guy is a smart man.
He knows what to do...
...
Outside the auditorium.
Chu Guang found a secluded place with no one around and looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky.
It turned out that fireworks set off by the cannon of the Heart of Steel were so beautiful.
No wonder so many people looked up at the sky that night without moving.
My neck was tired of watching.
Finally, when the last cluster of fireworks was over, Chu Guang couldn't help but praise it.
"It's pretty beautiful."
Sitting on his shoulders and swinging his calves, Xiao Qi smiled happily and put his hands on his hips proudly.
"Hey, huh?"
Chu Guang looked at the little guy helplessly.
"But there's still a while before the fireworks end, right? Why can't I wait until I meet the representatives of Boulder City before coming out to watch?"
Xiao Qi curled his lips.
"Xiao Qi doesn't like them... Master is wasting time on them, why don't you come out to watch Xiao Qi's performance!"
Speaking of which, will artificial intelligence also have standards of good and evil?
Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little magical.
"How did they offend you?"
Xiao Qi said confidently.
"No! Master doesn't like it, so Xiao Qi doesn't like it either!"
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, then smiled and shook his head.
"You guy..."
There are so many things he doesn't like.
Strictly speaking, there are no absolutely good or bad people in the wasteland. Pure evil and absolute kindness are not common here. The most common is reckless chaos and barbarism.
If you can't tolerate a grain of sand in your eyes and don't care about the means of doing things, the final result will be to become an extremely twisted thing like the Enlightenment Society.
Those guys firmly believe that both the post-war reconstruction committee and the survivor settlements in the wasteland are degenerate things compared to the great era of prosperity, so they must be physically and resolutely eliminated!
In their eyes, it is the alliance that goes along with the wastelanders that is more ignorant.
It is precisely because of this that it is even more difficult to transform the disciples of the Enlightenment Society with firm beliefs than to transform the plunderers.
As for Xiao Qi...
Perhaps it is because he cares too much about his own feelings and has received a lot of mixed information, so he has been affected a little.
Chu Guang can guess a little from its expression that it must be the nobles in the inner city who secretly arranged that it was "accidentally" heard by it, but he was restrained by himself and could not do anything to them, so he could only express his dissatisfaction in this way.
He had already scolded it once for its cleverness in the Falcon City Palace, and believed that it would not use its authority at will again.
"...There are actually many people in this wasteland that we don't like and don't agree with. You should know this after following me for so long."
"In fact, the more familiar you are with them and the more you understand their inner thoughts, the more you feel that they are hopelessly corrupted, and it is both laborious and unpleasant to help them."
Extending his index finger to gently rub Xiaoqi's little head, looking at the misty eyes, Chu Guang continued in a gentle voice.
"But we allow them to live, give them enough time to change, give them opportunities, and even pull them forward when necessary."
"This is the Alliance."
A place where survivors unite and unite -
to huddle together for warmth in the ruins.