Official website of Wasteland OL.
A post that suddenly appeared has sparked a lot of heated discussion on the forum.
Crazy Bull: "Big news! A batch of second-hand machines sold at a discount appeared in Boulder City! Interested life professional players can pay attention recently! If you need to buy on behalf of others, please send a private message! The price is favorable, so hurry up and buy!"
The poster is a merchant player who has been in Boulder City for many years. His favorite games are business simulations such as "The Great Navigator" and "Sea Merchant King". He has no other hobbies, especially hates leveling, so he likes to run back and forth between the two markets to make a profit.
There is arbitrage space for things bought cheaply with silver coins and transported to Boulder City to earn chips. This is normal game behavior, and there is no such thing as a bug.
However, it is also a fact that the consumption capacity of Boulder City is getting worse and worse. Usually, the goods will be held in hand for a long time, and only luxury goods such as bionic prostheses will be easier to sell.
A few months ago, he could directly exchange the chips he earned for silver coins. Later, when the Alliance and Boulder City Bank signed a loan agreement, the printing press of Boulder City Bank was passively turned on to release liquidity, and the Alliance had no shortage of chips. Now, the Alliance Bank can only exchange 2 silver coins for 1 chip, and vice versa, it is a no-brainer to exchange 1 chip earned for 2 silver coins.
In the black market, the exchange rate between silver coins and chips is simply reversed, and 2 to 5 chips can be exchanged for 1 silver coin.
It won't be long before the official exchange rate of the Alliance will be adjusted. The reason why it hasn't been adjusted yet is probably because they don't want to collect so much "junk".
There is no way, the merchant player can only use the chips with depreciating purchasing power to buy some goods in Boulder City that are not rising so fast and transport them back to the Alliance to sell.
But what is strange is that although the prices of various commodities and real estate in Boulder City are rising, only production equipment has not risen much, and some are even discounted.
The surging Niu Niu immediately smelled the business opportunity.
Isn't the alliance currently engaged in industrial transformation?
As long as he buys back all the equipment and machines that the alliance happens to use and sells them for silver coins, won't he be able to cash in the chips he earned smoothly?
A detailed list was attached to the post.
From durable consumer goods such as plastic products industry, household appliances industry, leather industry, furniture industry, to fast-moving consumer goods such as food industry, paper industry, daily chemical industry, detergent industry, almost all industries that the alliance lacks or is still producing in a small workshop model are covered.
In fact, the second-hand equipment in Boulder City itself is not a big news.
Long before the end of the war, some second-hand equipment that is rarely seen appeared in the auction house, and they were all 90% new.
At that time, many life players were still discussing on the official website forum. Although those equipment did not look like particularly advanced black technology, some seemingly unreasonable and strange ideas seemed to be useful in reality?
Many experts and students in related industries were amazed and even inspired by them. The unfathomable background of "Wasteland OL" has also made countless people imagine.
However, the focus of most players is still on the game itself.
Soon after the post was sent, almost all the professional players on the entire forum ran in.
Quit smoking: "Why are there so many second-hand equipment suddenly?"
Teng Teng: "Weren't they still expanding production a few months ago? 0.0"
Ya Ya: "Is something going to happen?"
Fang Chang: "Maybe it's overproduction. How can a small place with more than 500,000 people accommodate a large-scale industry?"
Ma Ka Ba Zi: "Hey, I don't understand it. Logically speaking, before the formation of the Human Union, there was also a long period of international history, right? You guys are grabbing it like this... Can't it find it?"
Fang Chang: "What you said, what happened in history will not happen again? Then the people of the world have lived in heaven for eight lifetimes. "
Kuangfeng: "History will not repeat itself, but people always fall into the same trap. (Squinting)"
Ye Shi: "But you said... the city lord can't see it? And even if the city lord can't see it, the bank president or other senior officials should come to their senses and realize that something is wrong, right?"
Canyon Escaping Mole: "In theory, if the senior officials of Boulder City are all intelligence superhumans who have passed intelligence tests and professional skills tests, and have no disagreements on all issues, and the selection questions are completely designed and distributed by AI that is not worldly... it is difficult to deceive them. (Funny)"
Fang Chang: "It's not that complicated... the simplest example is drinking Alcohol hurts the stomach, do you want to drink it or not? "
Macabazi: "You still have to drink a little."
Fang Chang: "Have you ever considered the feeling of the stomach?"
Macabazi: "Ah? What can the stomach feel. (stunned)"
Fang Chang: "It's just your brain that thinks so, right?"
Quit smoking: "Fuck, it seems to make sense."
Macabazi: "What a hammer of truth!"
Fang Chang: "Really? In fact, people themselves are not the kind of animals that put health as the first priority. How can you imagine that a group of people hugging together can become a Gestalt beehive? When an addict sees opium, he will not think of quitting it. Without external interference, he will think about it until he dies. Two puffs. Just like the guy who quit smoking, he has used his ID for so many years, and he probably hasn't quit. (side eye)"
Quit smoking: "Damn it! I'm caught in the crossfire!"
Ya Ya: "Hahahaha! o(*≧▽≦)ツ"
Quit smoking: "I'm quitting, I'm quitting... Damn, since I got the helmet, I haven't smoked for a long time. The damn Fang Chang said that, and I want to have another one. T.T"
Ye Shi: "Put on the helmet quickly. (Funny)"
Fang Chang: "This is also my fault... Anyway, I don't understand what's good about that thing. (Sweat)"
In a sense, debt is something more dangerous than drugs, especially because it is very deceptive.
The accumulation of bubbles is a slow and sweet process, but the bursting of bubbles often happens in an instant.
It's not that there are no smart people in Boulder City. There are many smart people, both big and small, and there may be no one who can't see the danger.
Otherwise, who is selling the chips on the black market?
Long before the end of the war, the exchange rate on the black market had already reversed with the official exchange rate of the Alliance, and this is not something that has just happened recently.
If we only use superficial logical analysis, it is the Alliance that has to pay back the money at the end of the year, and it is also the chips that have to be paid back. The Giant Stone City Bank can use debt to put pressure on the Alliance, so the chips must be more expensive.
Fang Chang: "I looked at the list, and the things on it are quite good, but my suggestion is that you can buy cheaper ones if you wait a little longer. In fact, the most valuable industry for Giant Stone City to introduce is Giant Stone Military Industry. Except for power armor, they can't produce it. From exoskeletons to phased array radars, they can basically produce them... If we can empty them out, at least we can fill a large gap in our military industry."
WC is really a mosquito: "This is probably not easy."
Fang Chang: "But it's not completely impossible. Giant Stone City is experiencing a stage of industrial hollowing out, and it is difficult for a single factory to survive on its own. What's more, Giant Stone Military Industry is not just a factory, it has many subsidiaries. Many subsidiaries, they do both military orders and civilian orders, which is similar to our economic model. We poached their talents bit by bit, from grassroots employees to equipment on the assembly line, and slowly we had everything. "
WC really has mosquitoes: "Good guy, you are so bad! (smirk)"
Fang Chang: "How can this be called bad? It's a game... Besides, who is not a descendant of the Human League for more than a dozen generations? It's a pure waste to hold these things in their hands, so why not let us make them bigger and stronger. (squinting)"
Quit smoking: "Brother Fang Chang is awesome!"
Ye Shi: "I call it efficient. (funny)"
...
Dawn City Hall.
When discussing the budget of the Corn Building project with Luca, Chu Guang suddenly sighed for no reason.
"To be honest, the problem of Boulder City may be more serious than I originally expected. I underestimated them a little."
Luca was slightly stunned.
"Boulder City...Aren't we discussing the Corn Building project?"
Chu Guang nodded.
"Yes, the two are not unrelated. The newly developed Corn Community is actually prepared for the refugees of Boulder City to a large extent."
Luka looked at Chu Guang in surprise, and his eyes quickly became serious.
"...How many do you expect?"
Although he didn't know what the manager had done, he had no doubt that what the manager said would happen.
Chu Guang thought for a while and said.
"The original expectation was just over 40,000... This number is within the tolerance of our society, but now it seems that it may exceed this number."
No way.
The development of things was not always within his expectations. He really didn't expect the nobles in the inner city to have so much fun.
In the initial roadmap, Chu Guang prepared three cards for them.
The first card was a loan agreement, which first used a loan of 200 million to let them taste the sweetness of a trade surplus.
In this way, the nobles and businessmen made a profit, and the ordinary survivors got jobs to support their families in Hukou. Then the alliance's debt scale slowly expanded to 510 million. This was not only the instigation of a group of vested interests such as Melvin who had tasted the sweetness, but also the acquiescence of Chu Guang.
Then came the second card.
As the debt scale increased, the few smart people in Boulder City would gradually become alert and gradually realize that risk was also a cost that could not be ignored, so they tried to force the alliance to make concessions on trade issues through the debt rights in their hands.
At this time, the alliance only needed to prove to them that the alliance's financial situation was normal, the situation was unprecedentedly good, and the risks were far from accumulating to an unimaginable degree. Everyone could continue to play music and dance, and the game could continue to be exciting.
Melvin was a wise man. He might want to step on the brakes, but in fact he knew very well that he could not step on them anymore.
This car was not designed with brake pads from the beginning. Either everyone should not step on it and let it slide forward slowly, or only a spectacular accident could make it stop and start again.
As a bank president, all he could do was install a spring under the accelerator, calling it a "power recovery system" to make those greedy nobles step on it a little lighter.
So when Chu Guang took out the second card and expressed his willingness to "let the alliance help build a pool for the excess currency generated by excess debt" and "completely liberalize the exchange rate between chips and silver coins within five years, allowing chips and silver coins to be freely exchanged", Melvin agreed almost without hesitation.
He has a lot of cards in his hand, but he can actually use very few.
And the spring given by the alliance is much better than the "power recovery system" he designed himself.
In fact, in the final analysis, including the third card that has not been played yet, the alliance's series of active debt-raising behaviors are essentially forcibly turning on the tap of the Giant Stone City Bank and plugging the money printing machine into the power supply of the fusion reactor.
In the optimistic case, even if Giant Stone City goes bankrupt, it will be a mild bankruptcy. They will slowly lose the wealth accumulated for a century and a half in three to five years. Most people's lives will change because of this, but the process will not be too long and painful.
What Chu Guang did not expect was that his plan had deviated from the original track. Those nobles were more crazy and bold than he thought when they should have been conservative.
He had just taken out the second card, and the group of idiots could not wait to open their pockets and throw out the third card he had hidden in his pockets - using the family wealth accumulated by the Stone City for a hundred years to exchange for those more fragrant beer bubbles.
The debt has actually flowed to the production link!
This is the most terrible!
Under normal circumstances, the economy of the Stone City will go through at least two accelerations and one final madness before it reaches the last step.
But perhaps because of the greed of the nobles in the inner city, the crisis is likely to be brought forward.
The hot money idling in the account can even differ by several zeros from the funds actually circulating in the production link.
The survivors of the Stone City are only one step away from the last fuse of value return for 500,000 chips and a piece of bread. The crisis may be triggered at any time...
"...Tens of thousands of refugees are still within the tolerance of our society for the time being, but there are more than 500,000 permanent residents, and there are a lot of wastelanders living outside the city who live on the city's garbage. Once the giant wall collapses, if we don't handle it carefully, we may be dragged down by this giant with long-standing problems."
Looking at the worry on Chu Guang's face, Luca asked incomprehensibly.
"...I don't understand. We defeated enemies that are more than ten times larger than us on the battlefield. This difficulty...isn't really a problem, right?"
Not surprised by Luca's confusion, Chu Guang looked at him and said.
"Have you heard of whale explosion?"
Luca was stunned.
"...Whale explosion?"
What is a whale?
"Yeah."
Chu Guang nodded and continued.
"The dead whales stranded on the shore will explode due to excessive accumulation of corrupt gases inside, and the fragments can fly as far as one kilometer, and the stench will not dissipate for several months... Therefore, it is much more difficult to deal with the body of a stranded whale than to hunt a strong whale in the ocean."
Luca tried to imagine a species larger than a sandworm, and frowned after a long time.
"You mean... Boulder City is this whale, and its fall will cause a lot of new troubles."
Chu Guang nodded again.
"Last year, a whale explosion occurred in the Valley Province. The Legion's expeditionary force collapsed to the south and fought a bone-gnawing rebellion. The central part of the Valley Province was almost barren, and most of the survivors' settlements were destroyed. More than 90% of the residents of the entire alliance were survivors of that disaster. You should have an impression."
When he heard that the consequences would be so serious, Luca's expression suddenly became much more cautious.
"Then what are you going to do?"
"If something is bound to happen, sooner or later, all we can do is prepare for it," Chu Guang paused, sighed, and said, "Use the loan given to us by the Boulder City Bank to order more quilts and cotton clothes from their factory."
He couldn't give up removing the tumor just because it had the risk of spreading.
They were too close to the Alliance.
Even if Chu Guang didn't want to clean up the mess for the Post-War Reconstruction Committee, he had to think carefully about the future.
In the final analysis, if Boulder City did everything the Alliance did and united the survivors around Qingquan City, there would be no Beth Street, Brown Farm, Blood Hand Clan, and no Alliance at all. The population migration caused by the Bone Chewing Rebellion would inject fresh blood into the outer city. Even if they had an unpleasant past with the Production Department of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee, it was a long time ago... They actually had the opportunity to enter the new era on their own.
If that's the case, it doesn't matter whether there is Shelter 404 or not. Chu Guang might consider doing his old business.
It's not difficult for him to do business with civilized people. He did it quite well before he crossed over.
But standing on the wasteland, he looked up and saw the face of the old leech. There were hyenas and vultures everywhere.
If he did nothing, he would only be the prey of alien species. If someone must lose everything, let the person who didn't deserve it from the beginning lose it.
But everyone is the descendant of the Human Union after all. Even if the Stone City once shut out most of the survivors in the southern part of the Valley Province, he would not do things too radically and let them fend for themselves like the Legion did.
Probably guessing Chu Guang's thoughts, Luca said seriously.
"I will tell people to prepare immediately."
Chu Guang nodded.
"Go ahead."
As far as the work of resettling refugees is concerned, Old Luca is probably the most experienced old man in the entire alliance...
...
The morning of the fourth day after the celebration.
The sky outside the window was still dim, and Dolly, who was sleepy, stretched and yawned and got out of bed. After washing up, she put breakfast on the table.
As usual, a bad guy with a lot of bad intentions was still sleeping soundly. Before he got up on time, no matter what kind of prank, there would be no reaction.
But the kind-hearted Miss Dolly did not intend to arrest this bad guy before he woke up.
After staring at the peaceful sleeping face for a while, she quietly leaned over and kissed him, then blushed and tiptoed out of the house.
Two days ago, the Alliance's "Survivor Daily" really accepted her manuscript, not only published her column on a whole page, but also attached an invitation to join the job in the reply letter to her.
According to the editor who replied in the letter, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper praised her meticulous investigation and asked the reporters of the newspaper to learn more from this contributor and open their eyes when they should.
To be honest, Dolly was a little embarrassed. After all, although she wrote the column, many things were not thought up by her alone.
As for the invitation to join the letter from the Alliance "Survivor Daily" newspaper, she certainly accepted it with pleasure.
And today is her first day at work.
Not wanting to leave a late impression on her colleagues, she left early in the morning.
The address of the newspaper is on a street near the Embassy Street in the east of Dawn City. The buildings there are integrated with various styles. It took her some time to find the location of the newspaper according to the address on the envelope.
However, the working hours of the Alliance were beyond her expectations. She waited for a long time before the doorman yawned and came to open the door.
"Good morning, new reporter, you're really early. Our president probably just got up."
"Good morning... Isn't the working time six o'clock?" Dolly asked quietly, looking at the guard who probably just woke up.
The guard was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said.
"That was in the past. After the celebration, the working hours have been uniformly changed to eight o'clock. Just don't be half an hour late."
Dolly nodded embarrassedly, thanked her, and went into the newspaper office, taking the letter to the personnel office.
The entry procedures were completed yesterday, and the work card was only made today. The personnel told her yesterday that she could pick it up when she went to work.
Dolly finally breathed a sigh of relief after getting the work card. All the uneasiness in her heart was put down, and she walked to her work station happily.
She originally thought that there would be many complicated procedures, but she didn't expect everything to be much smoother than she imagined.
To be honest, she was a little nervous before that.
She had never stayed outside the Great Wall for such a long time, and she had never thought that one day she would work and live outside the Great Wall.
Until last year, the world outside the Great Wall was synonymous with wilderness and wasteland. She had persuaded Fang Chang several times, hoping that he would stay in the Great Wall with her.
However, these days she gradually discovered that it was not as difficult as she imagined. People were very polite and the food was delicious. Although there were many things here that were not good enough, they were getting better little by little every day. And this was not only because they had a wise manager, but more because everyone was willing to do something for this group from the bottom of their hearts.
At least that's how she felt.
"From now on, it's a new beginning..."
When she thought that she would no longer have to live apart from her beloved from now on, Dolly felt a faint sweetness in her heart.
At this moment, a light cough came from the side.
"You are... Dolly?"
Recovering from her absent-mindedness in an instant, Dolly jumped up from her seat with a cry and looked at the old employee standing beside her and said.
"It's me! Hello! I'm a new reporter."
"Yang Yan, editor of the news section."
Not at all surprised by the newcomer's overly motivated reaction, Yang Yan handed her an unopened package.
"This is a package sent from Boulder City. Since you are here, you can open it."
Many workers in the alliance are from Boulder City. Some of them have moved their families here, and some have not done so for various concerns.
They will exchange some silver coins for chips and send them back home, or directly buy some daily necessities and send them back, so the alliance's embassy also does postal business.
Dolly curiously reached out to take the package and shook it left and right.
"Is it sent to me?"
Yang Yan shrugged helplessly.
"No, but the sender wrote on it that it was sent to the former editor of the Boulder City Survivor Daily. You are the only one who worked there."
The Boulder City Survivor Daily and the Alliance Survivor Daily only have the same name. The former is run by Hal, and the latter is run by the manager who thinks the Boulder City newspaper is doing well, so he also found some people to run an identical one.
There is no connection between the two in terms of equity structure or personnel. Yang Yan was also very puzzled as to why someone would send a package here.
Dolly unpacked the package suspiciously. There was a stack of crumpled old newspapers stuffed inside, but after a closer look, it didn't look like a return. There were lines of crooked small words written on the side blanks of the newspapers.
She took the old newspaper and flattened it on the table, and read the title at the beginning in a low voice.
"Awakener Bol: A poor boy from the slums accidentally picked up a tube of awakening elixir, and in the final battle, he beat down a power armor... Is it true? Is there such a powerful awakener?"
Dolly groaned in confusion, and soon realized that this might not be a news submission, and then noticed the name.
Bol?
Looks so familiar... Wait!
Suddenly she came to her senses. Isn't this the novel that was serialized in the Workers' Daily, a subsidiary of the Survivor Daily?
Someone continued their story? !
This sudden surprise is no less than suddenly discovering one day that the seeds thrown on the roadside have grown into towering trees.
Looking at Dolly's sudden surprise, Yang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Do you have a clue?"
"Yeah! Give me some time to look."
Dolly nodded excitedly, sat back in the chair, and continued to read with interest. Seeing how engaged she was, the old editor stopped bothering her and went about his own business.
About an hour passed.
Dolly stood up from her seat with shining eyes, tightly grasping the old newspaper, and walked to the old editor's workstation.
"This is a novel! It's so well written!"
She personally felt that it was even better than the one written by the previous author!
Although the guy named Sperger couldn't write gorgeous words, he portrayed the complex and tangled changes in the mood of a small person when he completed the class crossing, and it was a stroke of genius to lead everyone to establish a workers' union.
If the previous author only wrote a story about getting ahead, then this sequel writer really brought the poor boy who got out of the slums to life.
She really wanted to know what would happen next!
But then again, although the main plot of this novel, whether before or after the sequel, the emotional line is just an embellishment outside the main plot, she is more curious about who the awakener named Bol will choose in the end than the story line of the workers' union.
He broke the black card that he had finally obtained...
The noble lady who liked him must be heartbroken.
Is she going to be with the evil centurion?
As a pure love warrior, she can't accept it!
"I think we can publish it!" Dolly said with a bright look in her eyes, stuffing the old newspaper in front of Yang Yan who was confused, "I can be the editor of this book!"
Yang Yan was stunned by this speech without a beginning or an end.
"Wait... publish? Novel?"
Dolly explained patiently.
"This is a novel, which was serialized in the newspaper in Boulder City before! Later, it was suspended because the newspaper was closed down. Now someone is willing to continue the story!"
Yang Yan said with a smile.
"But... we have no readers in Boulder City."
The Alliance's "Survivor Daily" does have serialized novels, but usually only short stories, which only take up a small part of the page.
Unless they create a sub-publication.
But he has no say in such an important matter, and the editor-in-chief has the right to make the final decision.
Dolly tried to persuade.
"It doesn't have to be in Boulder City! The Alliance's "Survivor Daily" can also be serialized! We can also create a sub-publication. It just so happens that we can use this story to increase the sales of the sub-publication, such as serializing a short paragraph in the main publication, and then serializing the entire content in the sub-publication."
"But we haven't read the previous story."
Glancing helplessly at this overly enthusiastic newcomer, Yang Yan took the old newspaper from her hand, glanced at it quickly, and sighed.
"Excuse me, my feeling is exactly the opposite of yours. I am completely confused about Boll's story. I don't even know him... You think it's good because you've read the previous part, right?"
Dolly scratched the back of her head embarrassedly.
"Well, I neglected this, but... I can find my former colleague! Can't I just ask him to sort out the previous content and plot? He must have kept the original manuscript. When it was seized, we moved all the desks back!"
She felt average about the original story.
But after the guy named Sperger continued to write it, she saw different highlights in it.
However, the old editor had a different opinion.
"It's not just these problems..." Yang Yan sighed and pointed at the newspaper, "Read this title again."
Dolly was stunned for a moment and read it subconsciously.
"Awakener Bol: A poor boy from the slums accidentally picked up a tube of awakening elixir and beat down a power armor in the final battle... Is there any problem? Aren't all the stories in the newspaper so long?"
"It's not the length, it's the content." Yang Yan looked at her meaningfully, "Our manager also wears power armor. That Bol planned to beat down a power armor in the final battle... What does he want to do?"
"Ah?!" Dolly stared at the old editor in surprise, her mouth open, "Just because of this? But--"
She didn't think about that at all!
And this is clearly the story of Boulder City, what's the connection?
Yang Yan shook his head.
"This matter can be big or small, and no one has said it's not okay, but it won't go wrong to be cautious. The residents of the alliance have a special feeling for the managers, and you have to consider their feelings. If you must publish it, I suggest at least changing the title and content--"
Dolly was anxious when she heard it, and wanted to fight for it.
At this moment, a hearty voice suddenly came from the side.
"I think it's okay!"
Yang Yan immediately drove over there, his eyes instantly blooming with surprise, and he stood up from the chair with a sound, and enthusiastically turned the chair around.
"Mr. Manager?! Why are you here? Please sit down!"
Dolly also looked over there in surprise.
It's not the first time she has seen the manager of the alliance, but this is indeed the most recent time.
Chu Guang looked at the two of them and smiled, and said in a casual tone.
"No, I won't sit on the new chair you bought, haha. Don't be so nervous, I'm here to talk to your president about expanding business in Luoxia Province."
This is Hal's request.
In order to prevent his father from hindering his career, this filial son learned from his failure in Boulder City and planned to invite him to be a shareholder of the newspaper.
Chu Guang thought it was fun, so he agreed.
In fact, he is also a fun person, but it is not so obvious.
Yang Yan looked at him carefully and asked.
"Then you..."
"We have finished talking about the business. I just happened to pass by and accidentally heard your conversation. Forgive me!" Chu Guang smiled and continued, "I heard it, so I won't be polite. I think what this lady said is right. The survivors' daily newspaper in Boulder City has a lot of sub-publications. Why can't we have them?"
Yang Yan reminded with a wry smile.
"Sir... that was created by Boulder City."
Chu Guang said indifferently.
"Don't even mention the Boulder City. Even if it's the sound coming from a rotten coffin, progress is progress! They have it, and we should have it even more! In the future, you have to run the Workers' Newspaper. The Survivors' Daily will write about the issues that all survivors are concerned about, and the Workers' Newspaper will write more about the things that the workers are concerned about! The results of the night school are good. Don't think that our workers are illiterate and don't write if they can't understand it."
Yang Yan said quickly.
"I don't think so!"
Dolly looked at Chu Guang excitedly.
"Thank you for your understanding! If you have read it, you should know that this novel actually has nothing to do with you..."
Chu Guang coughed.
"Cough... I don't care about that kind of thing. Just do it yourself."
Just kidding, he is an awakener himself, would he be afraid of that thing?
Besides, there are so many power armors in the wasteland. If it's not a villain with ulterior motives, who would be bored and talk about that unrelated relationship.
But then again, Chu Guang really wants to go in and play a cameo.
This kind of first serialized novel often has special significance, and it may be made into a movie in the future because of the sentiment.
As for whether it is cliché or not.
That kind of thing is not important.
Simple things are often more deeply rooted in people's hearts. To put it bluntly, Journey to the West is just the story of four masters and apprentices seeking scriptures.
The Alliance needs to export some culture to the wasteland, not just the culture borrowed by players from the real world, but also something closer to the survivors in the wasteland.
The seeds planted by him and his cute little players in the wasteland are sprouting.
This is clearly a good thing.
"Then... I'll ask the editor-in-chief for instructions?" Yang Yan asked in a low voice.
"Why don't I go? Anyway, I just came out of his place," Chu Guang said with a smile, "It's just right to go to his place for a cup of tea."
Looking at the manager who turned and walked towards the corridor, Yang Yan smiled bitterly.
I really hope his boss can have a good heart...