When Sperger came to his senses, he was already standing in an empty corridor.
X-16 had used some unknown method to avoid everyone and took him out of the prison without anyone noticing, and also took away the body of the murderer... This journey did not attract anyone's attention.
After leaving the prison, they entered an underground passage, walked a very long way, and then took the elevator to here.
Not far behind him was the elevator door, the cement gray floor under his feet had no gaps, and there were dark gray walls on the left and right, with warm-toned wall lamps on the walls.
The industrial style design gave people a solemn, simple and elegant style. This place was like a palace corridor that integrated modernist style.
He had never been here before.
X-16, who had been following him, had disappeared. It was unknown whether he had "disappeared" again or had completely left here.
Sperger, who was at a loss, swallowed his saliva and whispered nervously.
"What the hell is this place..."
He thought no one would answer, but he didn't expect a cheerful voice to come from behind him.
"Inner city."
The sudden voice startled Sperger, and he turned around to find a strange man standing behind him, smiling at him.
"Inner, inner city?!"
"Yes," the man nodded, smiling and continued, "and it's the center of the inner city, the huge stone building surrounded by countless high-rise buildings."
"...Who are you?"
Sperger looked at the man in front of him.
He wanted to know which noble person came to his rescue.
If it weren't for the master who could turn invisible to enter his room in advance, he would have undoubtedly become a corpse.
The man did not hide it, and answered in a relaxed and cheerful tone.
"Yin Bosi."
"Yin Bosi..."
What a familiar name.
Sperger frowned and thought for a long time, his eyes suddenly widened to almost bulge out, and the expression of his whole face changed.
"Jiushi Military Industry?! You are the one——"
"Yes, the chairman and president of Jushi Military Industry." Yin Bosi said with a smile, admiring the expression on his face.
Yin Bosi!
The boss of Jushi Military Industry!
The undisputed number two in Jushi City!
Sberg's heart was shocked and he swallowed unconsciously.
He could not imagine how this big shot would be interested in him.
So which one is this?
"Yes... you want to see me?"
However, Yin Bosi's answer was beyond his expectations.
"My curiosity about you ended when I first met you. It was another real big shot who wanted to see you."
As he said that, he walked forward and passed by Sberg.
"Come with me."
Looking back at Yin Bosi's back, Sberg's heart was as messy as a ball of tangled wool.
This feeling was like sitting on a train heading into the fog. The train was about to reach the end, but the scenery outside was becoming more and more incomprehensible to him.
What made him even more miserable was that he had many questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start, and he didn't even know why he was standing here.
In order to solve the mystery in his heart, he swallowed his saliva and followed.
The two walked forward and soon came to a wide door.
The door opened by itself.
Yin Bos took him in.
Stepping carefully, Sberg looked around.
The room was very clean, and there was not a speck of dust on the mirror-like floor. There was no decoration or furniture around, and it was as deserted as a prison cell.
It was just that it was very spacious, and quite spacious, far from that closed small single room.
The only light in the room was a milky white light shining from the center of the ceiling, and there was no other light source.
It was pitch black all around, like an abyss with no bottom, and he couldn't see where the boundary of the room was.
"...Where is this?"
Yin Bos didn't answer. He shook his right hand lightly, and took out a remote control like a magician, holding it in his hand and pressing it lightly.
The light in the center of the room went out instantly, and Sberg felt that he had fallen into darkness.
However, the darkness did not last too long.
The "walls" around were gradually lit up by the faint light, and gradually presented clearer and clearer pictures, and more and more colors replaced the original black and white room.
It was not until then that Sberg realized that this was a "panoramic projection room"!
There seemed to be something similar in the outer city, where you could watch some pre-war movies, but the tickets were usually incredibly expensive and ordinary people couldn't afford it.
This projection room seemed to be more exaggerated than the one in the outer city. After all, he heard that the one in the outer city only had a curved screen.
And here.
From the walls to the floor, to the tops of the two people's heads, and even the air around them - every inch of space was filled with brighter and brighter light particles, as if taking them to another time and space.
Buildings and streets began to emerge.
Then the view spread outward, showing the outline of the giant wall.
The surging crowd gradually appeared on the street, their outlines became clearer and clearer, and the deafening shouts gradually approached.
Sberg suddenly came to his senses, and what was projected here was the outer city of the Giant Stone City - the main road from the giant wall gate to the inner city!
A series of fictitious people in light and shadow walked towards him.
They were shoulder to shoulder, their arms hooked together, forming a torrent with no end in sight. They were filled with righteous indignation and anger, shouting something in unison, and walked towards the group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons and power armor who were ready for battle with a casual but firm step.
They seemed to be unable to see themselves.
Their sight passed him, pierced through his chest, like a sharp dagger, pointing directly at the inner city behind him.
Sberg swallowed his saliva, and a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his confused eyes.
This was certainly not because of those simple angers. He stood with them from beginning to end, and of course he could feel that the anger was not directed at him at all.
Only true cowards would be afraid of the anger of ordinary people.
What really frightened Sberg was that he saw himself lying on a white cloth in the middle of the huge crowd - although the face was covered with blood, it was undoubtedly his own body!
I...
Already dead?
Sberg touched his face blankly, trying to find a little bit of reality from this illusory world.
The sound waves like a tide gradually became clearer.
People's faces were getting closer and closer.
He saw familiar faces. He remembered their names. Although most of them couldn't call out their names, they would answer as long as he called out to his coworkers.
At this moment, they roared.
'Shoot! '
'Cowards! '
'Look us in the eyes! '
Moving his eyes away from the illusory yet real picture, Sberg looked at Yin Bosi in horror.
"...You faked my death?"
No wonder they didn't let him say goodbye to his coworkers!
These people faked their own deaths!
But why?
Yin Bosi suddenly laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, why would I do that? And who do you mean by 'you'? Is it me who I met for the first time? Or the adult I've never met? Or... a black card friend I don't know?"
Sberg's face was blank.
Yin Bosi said softly after stopping his laughter.
"The scene you saw didn't really happen. It was just a 'possibility', one of the countless hypotheses deduced by the computer... Of course, it was almost going to happen, maybe just 1 second away."
"Let me call it 'Ending A' for now."
Sberg looked at Yin Bosi blankly.
From the beginning, he couldn't understand what this guy was saying.
"What do you mean?"
Not surprised by his confusion, Yin Bosi continued lightly.
"Aren't you a storyteller? Then use your talent. If I hadn't intervened, and X-16 hadn't entered your room in advance, you would have died in prison in a fight with a killer, and died miserably - this is entirely possible, after all, the killer wanted you dead, but also wanted you not to die so quickly, and it's hard for those idiots to find such a twisted guy by coincidence."
"Then, when the angry workers saw your twisted body, they would occupy the prison, lift you high, and the workers in the entire settlement would become your fellow workers... In fact, you have already occupied a large area, such as the prison, where the warden would not resist you at all, and would even stand with you in silence."
Sberg's Adam's apple moved.
"And then?"
He wanted to know what happened next.
"And then, just like it has happened countless times before." Yin Bosi raised his chin and pressed the button to continue playing indifferently.
The image in the room continued to move.
After the crowd crossed the cordon, the militia commander ordered to open fire. The bravest people walked in front and died first. The people behind began to run away. The hesitant people were caught between the dead and the cowards. Innocent people also began to fall.
Countless people were killed and wounded, and the streets were stained with blood. Children cried on the bodies of their parents, but were taken away as young workers. Those cowards were really scared. They would rather kill one by mistake than let one go. After all, the seeds of hatred are invisible, and the gunshots will never stop.
The nobles quickly declared the workers' union illegal. The gates of the outer and inner cities fell heavily. A large number of mercenaries were mobilized - or bribed, to form a search team to enter the industrial zone to capture members of the workers' union. However, the word "worker" is not written on the face, which is much more difficult to recognize than the predators who are keen on eating people, so many tragic tragedies have been caused.
Some people who had not received money also began to join the search team spontaneously, lynching their former enemies, or simply robbing money legally, or simply venting their desires suppressed by order. Everything that was not allowed on weekdays was tacitly approved by the nobles at this moment, because they were more afraid of invisible and intangible ghosts than a few vicious dogs.
The first people to die became the luckiest. They died bravely and gloriously. The cowards who escaped would regret why they did not choose a quick death at that time.
At that time, living is the real hell...
When everything is over, the gates of the outer city will open again, and new survivors will pour in to replace the residents of the outer city. The blood-stained streets have long been washed clean, and the gates of the inner city will be reopened depending on the situation. No wastelander will care about the past of a settlement, just as they rarely consider the future.
After 20 or 30 years of silence, everything will return to the starting point, as if nothing had happened.
After all, most people in the wasteland only live for 20 to 30 years. Only the nobles can live longer, but usually not too long.
After reading the sequel to Ending A, Sberg's lips trembled.
He couldn't accept that this was their ending.
What he couldn't accept even more was that such things had been repeated countless times.
No one ever told him that it would be like this!
He had to stop them!
There must be... there must be a better way!
"... You are lucky, because of my intervention, your co-workers only suspected that you were dead. Although the amount of bleeding was definitely enough to kill, they didn't see your body."
"The warden tried to persuade them to calm down. The murderer who heard your story before clamored to fight to the death with the noble master, but your co-workers didn't trust either of them very much. After all, they have their own positions. Now, your guys are still arguing whether to press the button to destroy everything and completely smash this mess."
Yin Bosi admired the changing expression on his face and suddenly spoke.
"I wonder if there is a possibility that the killer was actually sent by the alliance's manager."
"Absolutely impossible!" Sberg replied without hesitation, his eyes were as firm as a burning torch.
Without denying his judgment, Yin Bosi continued slowly.
"Well, in our deduction, this probability is not absent. He only needs to spend a small price to solve the "trouble" of Boulder City, right? In fact, I am also very curious why this possibility exists."
"According to my observation, the man has been clever before, but he is not good at it. His strengths are actually conspiracy and duel. Logically speaking, this person disdains to use assassination as a means. There should be something we don't understand that interferes with our "probability."
Sberg stared at him and said seriously.
"The machine is not omnipotent. Maybe the machine you calculated the probability of something is broken."
The assembly line occasionally gets stuck.
Even if no one deliberately destroys it, the machine will break down from time to time.
Yin Bosi suddenly smiled.
"You're right, this possibility certainly exists. And there is actually another possibility, it's not Chu Guang who made the move, but someone else. After all, Boulder City is not the only place where survivors live in the wasteland. I'm not bragging, there are still many people who covet the treasure in our hands."
Legions, enterprises, colleges... even the Great Rift Valley itself.
The reason why all the old members of the post-war reconstruction committee abide by a certain ancient oath is not because they have extremely high moral standards, but because there is something that endorses the oath and makes it a real contract.
Of course, after so many years, it is hard to say how much deterrence that thing still has. Maybe the old rulers are just too lazy to care about these cockroaches who make a living in the wasteland, and they don't think that these "orders" picked up from the garbage dump of history can do a big business... But this is another matter.
…
"We have deduced thousands of possibilities, not just the A ending you saw, but also this… let's call it B ending." Yin Bosi pressed the remote control, and the screen turned, and the two stood at the door of the beer hall.
Time seemed to have returned to the beginning of the month, when Sberg was just arrested.
Sberg looked at Alec and Kent, and walked towards the group at the door of the tavern with the guards. A fierce conflict broke out almost as soon as the two sides came into contact.
They were like burning gunpowder barrels, each of them was
Two hundred people rushed towards the guards of only a dozen people.
Kent was killed on the spot, Alec fled without saying a word, and Phyllis fired a gun… and Sberg himself seemed to be unlucky again, with his brain blown up by bullets.
However, the casualties this time were controlled within a limited range.
The gunfire from the beer hall only spread across a few streets. The workers knew that several brave young men had died that day and felt sad about their deaths. Even Vika shed a few hypocritical tears, but that was all.
People died every day in this city, and their deaths were no different from those of other people. Later, Mr. House said on the radio that they were thugs who killed a loyal guy named Kent, and some people gradually began to think so.
Boulder City successfully survived the crisis that was floating on the surface. The looters would eat people to survive the winter, and it also ate some people, but with civilized people's knives and forks. The death notice was delayed for a while, but the bomb was not defused, but buried deeper and more.
I don't know when the next crisis will come, but it will definitely be more violent than this time, and it will definitely come.
The reckoning will come.
"Is there any difference this time?" Sberg swallowed his saliva.
He couldn't say whether this was a "good ending".
He died.
The first workers who united died.
But because of their death, most people in this city survived... at least those innocent people didn't have to die.
This settlement is not just for the rat people who do cheap work. There are also many well-dressed gentlemen and gentle girls on the bustling streets. Most of them have neither black cards nor have they bullied anyone. They have even suffered grievances in life. They just live an ordinary life in a less twisted settlement in the wasteland.
Sberg does not love those innocent people. After all, they have never loved themselves. He is willing to die for the manager because he feels that it is not bad, but those glamorous guys are not worthy.
But if he is asked to kill them, he can't do it. Because humans are not rational animals, and only a few are awake all the time.
"You may not believe it, but there is only a small difference between this branch ending B and the 'almost realized ending A' you just saw."
"...What difference?"
"Your cleverness happened to save you."
Looking at the confused Sperger, Yin Bosi smiled slightly and continued in a bard-like tone.
"Drunk Paul untied his belt, but did not humiliate Stephen and his family. Instead, he broke his black card and turned around to unite those who were bullied by Stephen. In the 'possibility' corresponding to ending B, you wrote a completely different story. You did not mention the workers' union, but described in detail how Stephen's wife and daughter fell into the abyss of 'happiness', how Stephen was in pain and despair... Awakening brought Paul not only the power of revenge, but also the admiration of girls."
"Your co-workers actually like to read such stories more."
Sperger blushed. He did think so.
After all, it was about to snow, but Master Weijia used the IOU Lake to trick them, and on the way home, he was humiliated by Kent again.
He was a coward, yes, but a coward is not a wooden man. He was angry and needed to vent his emotions.
But he didn't expect that the ending A, where tens of thousands of people died, and the ending B, where only dozens of people died, were separated by only a few old newspapers.
"That's it?!"
"Yes, that's it. And... you actually wrote a little bit, didn't you? But you put your pen down at the end. Our calculations are not based on assumptions, but require samples for deduction."
Looking at Sberg, who was blushing and stunned, Yin Bos smiled and read softly like reading a poem.
"...'Boer is an awakener, he has a lot of strength, of course he can do this, no one can stop him'."
Hearing someone else reading what he wrote, Sberg's ears turned red, which was of course different from the feeling of reading it himself.
He coughed violently, interrupting Yin Bosi's repetition.
"Enough! I know! Don't read it anymore!"
Yin Bosi smiled without any malice, and continued jokingly.
"Unfortunately, my machine can't calculate how you will write specifically, it just describes it abstractly... I'm actually quite curious about the story that has not been published, why don't you write it down when you have time."
Sberg said with a red face.
"Enough, anyway, it's just a cheesy novel... I don't think it has such a great influence."
Seeing the disbelief in his eyes, Yin Bosi said softly.
"Yes, it's just a cheesy novel. Isn't it amazing? Although it's just the story of 'Awakener Bol', for the workers who saw the 'book' for the first time, his words and deeds almost became the guiding ideology of their actions."
"After all, most of them have blank minds. They believed whatever House said immediately, and they immediately stopped believing it after they found out that House was lying. Simple good and evil are what most people think about every day, just like a single-core CPU...ah, you may not realize that you have done something amazing or evil. Although this is not your own 'merit', future generations should give you a relatively objective evaluation."
"Enough, I don't care about that kind of thing. By the way, why did you take me to see these things...whether it's ending A or ending B, they didn't actually happen, right?" Sberg stared at the crazy guy in front of him and said nervously, "Aren't you going to take me to see someone? Let him come quickly. After meeting him, I want to go back to see my friends. They must be very anxious."
He suddenly felt a little scared of the guy in front of him.
Is this guy really a human?
Or is he just like X-16, just something that looks like a human? Otherwise, how could he still laugh at this critical moment?
Sberg didn't know what the "uncanny valley effect" was, but he could feel the sense of disharmony that was real, and it was getting stronger and stronger.
Yin Bosi smiled at the nervous Sberg and spoke happily.
"Well, of course, the big shot is coming. But he is always late, and this habit has been with him for a long time. Don't expect him to be punctual all of a sudden."
After a pause, he continued.
"As for why he brought you here, that was also his idea. You may not understand that feeling... Anyway, after watching so many repetitive movies, he is almost a little annoyed."
And this time is different from the past.
According to the calculation results, after entering "Ending A", the gate of the outer city will not open again after it is closed.
Just like the self-repair ability of a person has a limit to its tolerance, the self-repair ability of the Boulder City also has a threshold.
Once the threshold is exceeded, the settlement will enter a downward spiral. This situation is usually not spontaneous, but is interfered by unconventional external forces.
Logically speaking, the adult should not intervene. Boulder City also has its historical mission, and it is actually a glorious thing to complete its historical mission.
All things go from life to death, and from death to life. This is the normal state of nature. The fate of rise and fall cannot be escaped. There must be a wasteland era if there is a prosperous era.
It's just a matter of time.
However, the adult was too "merciful" after all, so he pressed the pause button a second before the gunpowder barrel was about to explode.
It's a good thing for these people.
Yin Bosi smiled at the corner of his mouth.
He suddenly thought of something and continued.
"...Ah, anyway, the game is over, you lose. I have an important meeting, so I can't stay here with you."
Looking at his watch, Yin Bosi threw the remote control to Sperger, and smiled at the latter who hurriedly caught it.
"Take it and play with it. You can watch it as much as you want before he comes here. Maybe there is a good ending in your dream?"
"Although in those endings, you and your friends are not the protagonists."
This projection room stores countless "future possibilities" corresponding to different choices calculated by computers.
And all kinds of things that have happened here in the past years...
These are all valuable "materials".
Looking at the stunned Sperger, Yin Bosi asked in a teasing tone.
"...By the way, is a guy like me who has been working for a century and a half for free and has never received a penny of salary also considered a worker?"
Sperger was stunned.
This is beyond his knowledge.
There was no such special case among all the people he knew, and no one could live for a century and a half, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Wait...
A century and a half? !
Sberg stared at the guy in front of him in surprise, as if he realized something.
Yin Bos didn't give him time to think, as if he was sure that he couldn't know the answer, just laughed and disappeared from the room...
...
Dawn City.
In the manager's office of the Alliance Building, Cheng Yan reported to Chu Guang the commotion in Boulder City with a serious look.
This commotion was obviously the follow-up of the arrest half a month ago.
It was just as Chu Guang predicted.
Once the fuse was inserted into the gunpowder barrel, there would definitely be a guy who was itching to light it, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
"That day, Sberg returned to the cell as usual, and then there was a sound of fighting inside. The workers and jailers rushed over immediately, but they only saw a pool of blood in the room, a lot of blood... Our embassy staff entrusted your residents to get the photos." Chu Guang stared at the photos on the VM screen, frowning, and suddenly raised his head and asked. "No body?" "Don't say there is no body... Giant Stone City doesn't admit that he is dead at all. Instead, they say he escaped from prison, but then changed their words to say that he was transferred. They have bigger troubles and have no time to deal with this little thing, even if this matter is still fermenting," Cheng Yan sighed and continued, "After hearing about Sberg's experience, more than 90% of the workers in the entire Giant Stone City have joined the workers' union. They want to go to the inner city together to discuss an explanation." Chu Guang frowned and asked. "What are their demands?" Cheng Yan continued. "If Sberg is dead, they want to see his body. If he is still alive, the inner city must hand him over." It's a very simple request. It's not too much.
However, the nobles in the inner city are now frantically busy with another matter, so it is natural that they cannot hear these simple wishes.
"So is he dead?"
"I tend to think he is dead... After all, with the amount of blood loss, I don't believe he can still be alive." Cheng Yan carefully expressed his judgment.
In his opinion, the nobles in the inner city are indeed not smart. Even he, a diplomat who is unfamiliar with the business, knows that things should be done cleanly and neatly.
If it is just to make someone disappear silently, there may not be such a big reaction, but they have to do something inconsistent.
They don't want him to leave a corpse, but they want to make a big fuss and make it so bloody. In the end, they regret not doing this and that. In the end, this arrogance hurts everyone.
Of course, as an outsider, he has no say on what the final result will be, and what he sees may not be the whole picture of the matter.
The alliance cannot decide how things will develop.
Only the friends of that Sberg, the workers of the workers' union, have the power to decide what they will do next.
Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while.
He actually wanted the man reading the newspaper to survive, otherwise he would not have invited him to the Alliance as a guest. The story of the awakened Bol was born in Boulder City, but it does not only belong to this small settlement. There are many survivors in the wasteland who are as small but important as him and need to be encouraged.
But one thing is one thing, this is Boulder City's own business.
Suddenly, Chu Guang opened his eyes.
"I have actually been confused about one thing."
Cheng Yan: "What is it?"
"The mayor of Boulder City," Chu Guang thought for a moment, "I thought he simply didn't care about us at first, but I didn't expect that he didn't just care about us."
Cheng Yan frowned and tried to understand the manager's words.
Suddenly, he thought of something and opened his eyes wide.
"Do you think there is a possibility... that this matter is actually related to the city lord?"
There are many nobles in Giant Stone City, but there is only one city lord. When mentioning him, even the most arrogant nobles will show some respect.
In theory, there is an "all-powerful" guy in this settlement.
"I don't know," Chu Guang shook his head, "I am no less confused than you... To be honest, so far, our plan has not only been smooth, but also too smooth. I can't help but want to step on the brakes several times."
Cheng Yan whispered.
"Then... what do you think we should do now?"
Chu Guang thought about it and spoke.
"I feel that something big is going to happen. Let the embassy people withdraw first, just take the hibernation capsule and necessary documents. I will arrange for the staff of the refugee home and some residents of the shelter to meet them at the gate of the giant wall."
Giant Stone City is a good "novice village". Those diplomats are valuable talents who have been trained and cannot be lost for no reason.
Once someone dies, the situation will escalate further, and it will be even more difficult to end.
Cheng Yan nodded and said seriously.
"I'll do it now!"
Looking at Cheng Yan's back as he left, Chu Guang was about to call Luca and tell him that he could start making arrangements for the things he had prepared before.
However, at this moment, the door that had just been closed by Minister Cheng suddenly rang again. This time it was Old Charlie, the president of the Merchants Guild.
Seeing his serious expression, Chu Guang didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
"What's the matter?"
"President Melvin of Giant Stone City wants to meet with you." Old Charlie reported truthfully.
Melvin?
Chu Guang was not surprised that this guy wanted to meet him.
He estimated that the Boulder City Bank would not be able to hold on any longer, and after thinking about it, the only way left was to ask for help from himself.
Chu Guang suddenly became curious about how Mr. Melvin was going to explain the bank run in Boulder City during this period and the interception of export goods by the City Hall.
"When does he want to make an appointment?"
Old Charlie said respectfully.
"He's already downstairs!"
...
At the gate of Boulder City, it was deserted and full of snow in previous winters, but this winter was unusually lively, like a festival.
From the entrance of the Far Wind Hotel to the checkpoint at the main gate of the Giant Wall, the road was almost blocked by crowded stalls.
Merchants leading two-headed cows came and went, and mercenaries and travelers in strange costumes mixed in with them. These wastelanders were like hyenas wandering in the ruins. They all smelled the smell of corpses in the air and couldn't wait to come over to share...
"...I can understand that grains, sausages and dried meat are popular, but why is soap so popular too?" Ye Shi saw a few big words on the sign when he passed by a stall and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
Barter only accepts grains, sausages, dried meat and soap.
Only silver coins, Cr and dinars are required for money.
Some stalls are even more extreme. They simply stick the chips on the wooden board and draw a red cross to indicate that they don't want this garbage.
This is not the Big Stone City. Most of the merchants are not from here at all. Naturally, no one will care if they do this.
Kuangfeng, who was walking next to him, glanced at the stall next to him and said casually.
"It has a very long shelf life, is small in size, is easy to carry, has stable demand, can solve hygiene problems, and can wash everything. In times of scarcity of consumer goods, cheap and easy-to-use soap will be more popular than specialized products such as shampoo and shower gel, and it is easier to price. After all... in the most extreme cases, fragrance, brand added value, and user experience cannot be sold at a premium."
Ye Shi touched his head.
"That makes sense."
If a person does not take a bath for a long time, the smell will be worse than that of livestock. This is not just a problem of hygiene and sanity. It is very dangerous to expose the smell in the wasteland.
Experienced hunters will lock prey by smell, and some experienced merchants will avoid danger because they smell the corpse of the predator.
"Wow, Uncle Kuangfeng knows a lot!"
Jiujiu nodded enthusiastically, with an expression of learning something. Ye Shi, who was standing by, heard it but couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Hahaha! Uncle Kuangfeng!"
Kuangfeng glared at the brother and sister awkwardly, then shut up and said nothing. Lao Bai, who was walking by, saw this and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.
"It's okay, brother. Let these two youngsters be proud for a while. In a dozen years, everyone will be old."
Realizing that he had spoken out of turn, he rolled his eyes for a long time and said in a quirky way.
"It's okay! We don't talk about games in the game, and the game characters won't change. You will definitely still be handsome brothers in a dozen years!"
Lao Bai was amused by her words and said with a smile.
"Hahaha, it would be great if our Ye Shi had your emotional intelligence! No, I almost forgot that you are a family."
Ye Shi, who was still happy a second ago, was immediately unhappy when he heard this.
"Damn, why do I have no emotional intelligence!"
Kuangfeng coughed.
"Just treat it as if you have it."
Ye Shi: "Damn! What do you mean just treat it as if you have it!"
Lao Bai: "Hahaha!"
The group walked towards the gate of the Giant Stone City noisily, joking with each other, not like they were from the wasteland.
But this time was different from usual.
Because of the addition of Jiujiu, the "burden" who came to join in the fun, the three buddies were more restrained in joking with each other, embarrassed to call each other father and son, and the topics they talked about were more elegant and easy-going.
These days, the dog managers of the cattle and horse group basically spent their time in the Giant Stone City.
Fang Chang got a large amount of chips from somewhere, and with the cooperation of Fred, the "big traitor", he bought several factories that supplied the Giant Stone Military Industry.
The Niuma Group not only dug equipment, but also dug people and equipment together.
Especially for some skilled engineers and old workers, they not only gave one person a resettlement fee, but also helped to arrange for the whole family.
Those generous conditions not only moved the people who were poached, but also made the bosses who helped them swing the hoe envious.
So far, what the Niuma Group has paid is only some increasingly worthless chips and a small amount of silver coins.
Yes.
Although the chips are becoming less and less valuable, they are the official currency after all, and you still have to use chips to buy things in the Stone City.
Some transactions of means of production are still handled with chips, and there is almost no price increase.
You can even negotiate a "discount".
This is one of the typical symptoms of the overheated economy. Although commodity prices continue to rise, the means of production for producing commodities have entered the stagflation cycle ahead of time.
The profiteers in the Stone City are often very generous and are willing to take the initiative to discount or even sell their high-quality assets at a discount, but in exchange, they often hint to the buyer to pay an additional "tip" in Cr or silver coins.
No one in the profiteers circle of Boulder City would care about those misers who are only willing to give chips.
After all, no one is stupid.
Smart people can still recognize what real money looks like.
Compared with those wastelanders who pretend to be stupid and want to take advantage, the buyers of the Alliance are much more generous when dealing with these problems.
Therefore, the profiteers in Boulder City like customers from the Alliance the most.
Finally squeezed to the gate of Boulder City, Lao Bai took out the chips and was about to pay the city entry tax, but was pushed back by the militia standing at the gate.
Lao Bai frowned slightly and looked at the man and asked.
"What do you mean?"
The man said expressionlessly.
"There are people making trouble in the city, and no one will be allowed in today. I won't stop you from entering, but I don't know when you can come out."
After a pause, he warned meaningfully.
"If something happens in there, don't blame us for not warning you."
Ye Shi raised his eyebrows.
What a joke.
He only has three days to live!
Is he a coward?
However, just as he was about to step in, he was pulled back by Lao Bai and Kuang Feng, and dragged to a place more than ten meters away.
"Damn! Are you scared now?!"
Looking at Ye Shi with wide eyes, Kuang Feng said calmly.
"Calm down... If my guess is right, something big must have happened in the Boulder City."
Lao Bai also nodded seriously.
"Well, Fang Chang mentioned this in the group before, maybe the worst has happened... I must go in, but at least I have to find out what happened inside first."
Kuang Feng: "Go to the official website forum to ask?"
Lao Bai glanced around.
"Let's split up and ask the nearby NPCs... maybe there's news that other players haven't found yet."
Looking at the two people communicating, Ye Shi was stunned.
"Wait, what did Fang Chang say again? Why don't I know?"
Kuang Feng rolled his eyes.
"Go to the small group and read the chat history yourself!"
Jiu Jiu, who was following the elder brother, didn't say anything for a long time. He stood aside and listened quietly, but his eyes were shining with excitement.
Oh my goodness!
Is this going to happen?