"Oh no...it seems that these chips are really going to be worthless."
A small single-family house by Linghu Lake.
Sitting at the dining table, Fang Chang was reading a newspaper, and his peripheral vision happened to catch a glimpse of the straight upward line on the trading screen.
Surprised, he couldn't help but curl up a playful smile.
Just when almost all industries in the entire Boulder City were extremely short of money, the price of S coins ironically hit a new high, reaching 9881 chips for one S coin.
With the current trading volume, it is almost no suspense to break through the 10,000 mark. People are constantly buying, and they are buying repeatedly.
Sitting opposite the dining table, Dolly stared blankly at the screen spread out on the table, her mouth wide open enough to almost fit a duck egg.
Fang Chang had told her before what the up and down line meant, and what the numbers next to it meant.
However, she still couldn't believe that these invisible and intangible numbers could actually be exchanged for real chips!
God of the Great Horned Deer!
She used to work in a newspaper, and including bonuses, she only earned more than a thousand chips a month!
If a resident of Boulder City bought 100 S coins at the beginning, wouldn't she not have to work for the rest of her life?
The duck egg-like mouth soon expanded into a goose egg.
"It seems that there is no suspense about breaking through the 10,000 mark."
Without noticing Dolly's expression change, Fang Chang clicked the screen twice, and called up the transaction details and positions of each account from the background. He soon found that many transactions were from the same big account.
Although he didn't know who was behind the account, looking at the cumulative transaction amount of hundreds of millions of chips... he could only say that this brother was having too much fun.
Of course, this is not without reward. The S coins in this brother's account have added up to nearly 200 million chips!
Winning is numb, brother!
But don't worry.
Fang Chang smiled and clicked the sell button, taking advantage of the pleasing rise to recover some funds, and suppressing the upward momentum by the way, so that those brothers who wanted to break through 10,000 immediately could calm down. At this time, it is necessary to smash a V-shaped, and dawdle before entering and then stand firm, so as to give some confidence to the brothers who are still inside, and also give other friends who are itching and still waiting a chance to get on the bus.
Of course, he is not just staring at a fat sheep and pulling it hard, but has a systematic and complete wool harvesting plan.
When the selling pressure is small, use the funds in the account to slowly pull up, and when the selling pressure is large, smash it down, and wait for the brothers who sell the S coins to throw out and then pull it up. Anyway, as long as they keep watching, it is only a matter of time before they buy it back.
Some smart children will probably try to study the rules of the lines, compare the relationship between trading volume and price, and use mathematical methods to figure out the market sentiment. But he felt that with the intelligence level of the inner city nobles, it was unlikely that they could come up with a moving average of similarities and differences in such a short time. At most, they could make up a few catchy sentences to entertain themselves.
Thinking of this, Fang Chang's mouth curled higher and higher.
"Too weak."
These people probably haven't even seen what a sickle looks like, and they don't realize that they have become leeks.
Looking at the scheming expression on Fang Chang's face, Dolly finally came to her senses and said with two small eyebrows frowned.
"...Are you lying?"
Fang Chang smiled and joked.
"My lovely reporter finally found it?"
"But..."
"You want to ask them why they didn't find it, right?"
Seeing the confusion in Dolly's eyes at a glance, Fang Chang smiled slightly when she nodded and continued in a relaxed tone.
"It's not difficult to find the problem. Just do a simple math problem and use multiplication to calculate the total value of all S coins and you will find something wrong."
The price of an S coin is close to 10,000, so just calculate it as 10,000. Anyway, he, the dealer, has the final say on how much it is worth.
Not counting the "automatically reproduced" S coins, the total value of the one million S coins initially issued alone has reached 10 billion chips!
Fang Chang didn't know whether the Boulder City Bank had so many chips, but this number was almost three times higher than the alliance's debt scale.
He admitted that he was bad enough. After all, it is immoral to cheat fools.
But these guys who were cheated were really stupid. They didn't even bother to take a look at what they bought before buying it.
"...But why didn't they find it? Why? I don't understand." Dolly muttered in confusion.
"It is much more difficult to analyze why a specific person fell into the pit than to push a group of people into the pit. After all, people just fall into the pit in the same way, but the motives and reasons are all kinds of strange. I am just a pit digger, and I really can't answer you." Fang Chang smiled, and suddenly his heart moved, and said, "Write a column later and publish the story of S coin in the newspaper, so that fewer people will fall into the pit."
It is impossible to disappear completely.
At this time, the law is needed to enforce fairness.
The draft of the "Financial Law" is almost completed, and more than half of it is copied from reality, and the rest is improved according to the situation in the wasteland.
This matter has been discussed on the forum these days. Professor Yang also scolded him for not being a human being and filling the pit after making a fortune.
Fang Chang is actually quite innocent. Why are you so anxious without a helmet?
Moreover, this set of laws only protects industries and residents within the alliance, and does not prohibit these dogs from going out to harm others.
Of course.
It is best to study other people's rules before harming others. For example, if he wants to use this method in Ideal City, he will definitely be thrown out.
The Bugera Free State in the north is a typical capital-dominated force, and it is also an extremely special case of "laying eggs in a borrowed nest".
It is still very difficult to cheat those people. It is a blessing not to be cheated when doing business with them. Currently, half of the scammers who have infiltrated the alliance are exported from there.
These problems that go deep into the social level are difficult to deal with by drones patrolling in the sky. It is extremely irresponsible to expect AI to solve all problems. It must rely on players who go deep into the lives of NPCs to discover them.
I have to praise A Guang. The Beta0.5 version came out at the right time!
"Oh?" Her long eyelashes narrowed into a crescent, and Dolly, with her hands on her cheeks, showed a lazy and mischievous smile. Her feet dangling under the table stepped on his knees and scratched, "Mr. Big Liar, are you going to make his deception public?"
This guy is off work today and is particularly naughty.
In order to prevent her from being so proud, Fang Chang decided to be naughty as well, so he put down the newspaper in his hand and cleared his throat in a pretentious manner.
"Then it depends on whether Miss Investigator works hard."
"You don't want everyone to be deceived by a bad guy like me, do you?"
Looking at the naughty smile, Dolly's cheeks were slightly hot and her nose snorted.
"I should have handed you over to the guards directly... Tell them the truth."
After saying that, she pushed the chair away with both hands and jumped down, stepped on her slippers and went to the fireplace, adding some firewood.
It was getting colder outside.
The wind and snow outside the window were blowing, making the glass snap.
However, the alliance, which had experienced heavy snow, had already prepared for it and had made emergency plans in advance. This included giving holidays to some staff who needed to go out for work, and providing cold weather subsidies to staff who were still on duty.
Medical positions cannot be stopped, and educational positions can be moved underground to avoid the wind and snow. Steel mills and some foundries that produce a lot of heat do not need to stop, and some factories that do not install heaters and do not meet the heat production standards are required to stop working.
The newspaper installed heaters, but they had to pay subsidies for work, and they happened to not have so much work, so the editor-in-chief gave them paid leave.
I heard that the alliance has stored a large amount of winter supplies, and even in the most severe situation, it can stabilize the current prices.
Before, the manager came to their newspaper's studio to give a speech and told everyone on the radio not to worry.
Everyone believed it firmly and was full of confidence. Because that adult always keeps his word, always speaking of difficulties and solutions, and never saying things they can't understand. If they don't believe him, how can they believe the clown named House next door?
The Alliance is not far from Boulder City, so it is not difficult to listen to his program.
Dolly is of course full of confidence in him.
After all, even the "bad guy" in her family admits that the manager is a rare good man, not to mention that he is so open-minded about progressive voices.
She has no doubt that the Alliance will have a brighter future, and after the snow falls, there will be a vibrant world again.
It's just a heavy snow.
Every resident of the Alliance will not take it seriously!
...
The fireplace was filled with some firewood, and the curtains were drawn. The small house by Linghu Lake became warmer and warmer, so hot that people sweated.
But outside the house was another world. The biting wind and snow were like knives, falling from the endless cloud cover, and the whole silver-clad world was shattered one by one.
In the wasteland, especially in the River Valley Province, even the rare warm winter is not warm, but the snow will be delayed for one or two months.
But it is coming.
It will come eventually.
The giant wall, 20 to 30 kilometers away from Linghu, stands like an icy iron curtain in the wind and snow, ruthlessly dividing the prosperity and desolation of this wasteland.
On one side of the giant wall are stacked houses of different heights, and on the other side are shacks crushed by snow. As most survivors of the Stone City are proud of, even a little garbage leaking from this giant wall can nourish countless poor people begging for food at their feet.
Most of the workers in the cannery still have a leaky house, while the real poor living in the slums at the foot of the giant wall can only make do in the shack.
Human vitality is very tenacious.
Where weeds can't survive, people can survive. Even where slime molds can't go, there are traces of people.
The unbreakable walls stand tall and block the wind and snow, the slime molds, and the chaos, death and poverty in the wasteland for the people inside. However, I'm afraid its builders never imagined that this wave that swept everything did not come from outside the giant wall, but from its center.
The angry survivors gathered on the main road. Most of them were workers from the industrial area, and some citizens and mercenaries who sympathized with Sberg were mixed in.
This time it seemed to be more fierce than before. The militia knew that the target of these poor ghosts was not the city hall or the bank. The burning flames were aimed directly at the giant stone building in the center. Therefore, they quickly completed the assembly, and even used equipment that had not been used in the wave, and stood in front of the survivors in full battle array.
"Hand over Sberg!"
"We will never give up any of our co-workers!"
The snow piles on the eaves were emitting wisps of white steam, and broken snow was shaken off from time to time.
The boiling shouts were overwhelming, and even the heavy snow flying all over the sky retreated.
Wei Lun, the captain of the 1,000-man team, put on a heavy power armor and looked at the surging crowd in front of him, but he was sweating coldly.
These guys were like gunpowder!
He had never seen so many angry people gathered together.
There might be a few mercenaries mixed in, ready to ignite the gunpowder barrel at any time. If possible, he really didn't want to fight with these people.
Compared to them, he would rather face the waves!
"Residents of the outer city, calm down!"
He turned on the loudspeaker of the power armor and shouted at the top of his voice, "I have asked the inner city, your friend... Sberg is still alive!"
Before he even finished his words, he was interrupted by a roar.
"Nonsense!"
"You said he was alive in the morning, then changed your words to say he was dead at noon, and now he is alive again. Did he die again at night!"
"We don't want to listen to your nonsense! We don't want to be calm! We want to see the person! We want him to tell us in person whether he is dead or alive!"
"Go to hell! Pig in armor! Bah!"
There were other voices mixed in with the shouting.
Some people shouted that the bread was too expensive, some shouted that the nobles were robbed, and some just wanted to take advantage of the collapse of order in the city to make some money.
It was difficult to tell who was who.
Yes.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that even the decaying Stone City had a precious treasure like order.
This was completely different from good and evil and fairness.
But now, it had been quietly shaken by people's doubts and condemnations...
It was not only the chips that were gradually becoming ineffective, but also the black cards in the hands of the nobles.
Just as Fang Ming said, it was just a room card...
The looters who were keeping their tails between their legs began to stir, and the mercenaries who wanted to take advantage of the situation were fanning the flames. Most people knew that there were dirty people in the team, but most people didn't care anymore.
No matter where this force came from, they just wanted to turn this settlement upside down and take their friends back from the robbers!
Wei Lun was sweating profusely, and the front line kept retreating. At the same time, he had to be vigilant against those who left the main force and infiltrated behind them.
I heard that his immediate superior, Zhao Yongxu, the head of the militia, had already scolded his neighbors in the conference hall, accusing them of not doing things cleanly.
The settlement has fallen into a vortex of contradictions.
The alarm that would only sound when there was a wave sounded on the giant wall, but the piercing alarm could no longer shake the united crowd.
If there is any difference between this and the "Ending A" deduced by the computer, it is probably the hesitation in people's hearts.
Most people in the workers' union did not want to make a big fuss, after all, they did not know whether the workers who were caught were dead or alive.
Citizens joined the team, perhaps for justice in their hearts, but more for simple reasons such as bread was too expensive.
The soldiers were a little shaken, because their wallets were shrinking every day, and in front of them were not only a group of poor people, but also their families - those seemingly decent citizens.
Wei Lun, who really had a black card, was also hesitating.
No one knew the soldiers behind him better than him. They could bully poor people and deal with waves, but now they had too many people to deal with...
He could feel their hesitation and vacillation.
Those who were not caught in the vortex tried to escape from the city, while the wastelanders who tried to get some benefits from the vortex hated that the city gate was not opened. In order to prevent the public security from deteriorating further, the militia of Boulder City had urgently closed all the entrances and exits of the outer city.
Originally, those who wanted to come in were only persuaded to leave, and it was okay if they insisted to go in, but now they could not get in or out at all.
A large group of people gathered outside the gate of Boulder City.
Among them, some escaped before the gate was closed, standing in the cold wind with their arms folded, shivering, looking around blankly, not knowing where to go next.
Most people did not bring much luggage, and only had some chips in their pockets that people outside did not want at all, and there was no definite news when the door behind them would open again.
In front of them was the wasteland!
The man-eating wasteland!
They didn't even know which side of the door was hell...
In addition to those who regretted escaping, there were also those who regretted not insisting on sneaking in.
Most of the wastelanders could more or less guess that this bustling casino seemed to be reshuffling again.
And every time the cards were reshuffled, the guys with big fists could get some advantage.
"Damn it!" Looking at the completely blocked door, Killing Dagger and Kidney Fighter both looked regretful.
According to the NPCs, this kind of "limited time event" only happens once every 20 to 30 years, and they were just a little bit away from getting in!
Compared to the little life that only happens once every three days, the event that happens once every 20 to 30 years is obviously more rare!
What a loss!
Just as the two were regretting, a man in a cotton coat suddenly approached and said in a low voice.
"Hey? Are you from the Alliance?"
Killing Dagger looked up at the man and nodded.
"Yes, what's the matter?"
Seeing that he had found the right person, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, looked around, and saw that there was no one around, so he said in a low voice.
"I'm from the militia."
The Kidney Fighter next to him smiled and shook his hand.
"What a coincidence, I'm from the Burning Corps."
"Burning Corps?" The man was stunned for a moment, didn't understand, but didn't take it seriously, and continued, "No matter who you are... I have a batch of good stuff here, are you interested?"
The Killing Dagger came over and asked curiously.
"What good stuff?"
"People, or to be more precise... beautiful noble ladies," the man raised his eyebrows and said with a beaming face, "Are you interested?"
"Fuck! Human trafficking?" The Killing Dagger immediately dodged back, looked at him warily and said, "We don't want slaves! Don't you dare to cheat me!"
The Kidney Fighter also echoed, loudly stating his position to the dog planner in the sky.
"That's right! We are not that kind of people!"
The NPCs in this game are getting more and more cunning.
Always digging holes for them in various ways.
There was an unlucky kid who almost got cheated before, but luckily everyone persuaded him in time.
As good brothers of Brother Fang, they have read the Player's Handbook carefully. The shelter does not limit the scope of interaction between players and NPCs, and does not deal with emotional entanglements, but it is strictly forbidden for players to keep slaves, and they must be released if they are bought or accidentally obtained.
What is written in the Player's Handbook is equivalent to the rules of the shelter. There is not much content, and it mainly restricts the residents of Shelter No. 404.
Unlike a series of laws of the Alliance, the regulations written in the Player's Handbook are not only within the Alliance, but also must be followed as long as you are a resident of the shelter, even outside the Alliance.
If you think the identity of a resident of the shelter is too troublesome, just return the helmet.
"Damn it, keep your voice down... Human trade, that's not what I meant," the man was startled by their sudden shouting, and hurriedly explained, "I just asked you to meet, but I didn't say I would sell her to you... She's a noble! You still want to buy her? Are you crazy or am I crazy?!"
Of course, if the two bosses from the alliance can really afford the high price, it's not impossible... He can ask his superiors, maybe they can make some concessions.
Anyway, it's normal for one or two people to be missing in such a big mess. Every time the gate is closed, it's not just the lives of the poor that are discounted, but also the lives of the nobles.
The man couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As expected of a rich man from the alliance, he plays quite wildly.
He still wants to take her back...
The murder dagger is still alert and stares at the man for a few times.
"What do you mean? Meet her?"
"For example, let her meet you when she is asleep," the man frowned, "We know a beauty salon nurse. Some deep maintenance operations require the client to be asleep, and she has a way to make her clients sleep longer... You have enough time to do whatever you want, and no one will know about it later."
The two players' faces changed instantly when they heard this.
"What the hell?"
"Is she crazy?"
The man said indifferently.
"Crazy? Maybe. Anyway, the chips given by those ladies are becoming less and less valuable. As long as you are willing to give some real money, why wouldn't she do it?"
The kidney fighter swallowed his saliva.
Of course, he couldn't do such an evil thing, but in order to criticize it harshly on the official website, he still wanted to inquire about the price.
"How much?"
Seeing that he took the bait, the man smiled and gestured with a finger.
"One million silver coins."
The two players' faces changed instantly.
"Fuck!"
"One million?! Are you crazy?"
One million silver coins can be exchanged for 10 million RMB if posted on the official website.
This NPC is probably still asleep!
Killing Dagger silently took a photo of this guy, and planned to criticize these guys who sold their souls on the forum later.
Seeing the two turned around and left, the man suddenly became anxious and hurriedly chased after them and shouted.
"Don't go! 800,000! No, 500,000 is also fine!"
Not far from the three people, the brother and sister were quietly eavesdropping.
Lao Bai and Kuangfeng went to the nearby Far Wind Hotel to open a room, and went offline to collect intelligence on the official website. The two of them were responsible for asking on the street in front of the city gate, and happened to hear the previous conversation.
Seeing the old man's smiling expression, Jiujiu rolled his eyes and kicked his calf.
"Brother, you are not moved, are you? I'll tell Sister Teng Teng."
Ye Shi's face changed immediately after hearing this, and he hurriedly said.
"Damn, why are you telling her? No, I am not moved at all... Didn't you see that I was about to criticize you!"
Seeing that his brother was busy explaining, Jiujiu rolled his eyes and suddenly said with a sly smile.
"But then again, Sister Teng Teng's image in the game is obviously a little girl, but in reality she is actually a queen."
Ye Shi's expression paused.
"How did you know?"
Jiujiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
"Brother, you don't think you are the only one with a small group, do you?"
"Awesome!"
Ye Shi looked at the little guy with surprise, gave him a thumbs up, then smiled shyly, looked at his sister and said flatteringly.
"That... sister, I'll leave the Penguin issue to you, help your brother."
Jiujiu waved his hand lazily.
"Go get it yourself."
Ye Shi said with a smile.
"Damn, you're so ruthless!"
"It's okay for me to help you, unless..." Looking at the impatient old brother, Jiujiu rolled his eyes and said with a sly smile, "Let me join your herd of cattle and horses!"
Hearing this request, Ye Shi suddenly deflated like a deflated ball, and said with a shy smile.
"Well, forget it... I'll go get it myself another day."
"Ah? Forget it?" Jiujiu smacked his lips and glanced at him, "Your feelings for Miss Teng Teng are just like this."
"You don't understand," Ye Shi shook his head, "That's a group for adults, don't join in the fun as a kid... It's not good for you."
I won't mention his and Kuangfeng's full nicknames. Suddenly, a traitor got in, and it will be difficult for everyone to drive in the future.
"Tsk!" Jiujiu rolled his eyes and didn't care about his little tricks.
Putting his attention back on the game, Ye Shi stared at the man in a hurry, touched his chin and said.
"But that man... seems to have a way to get into the city."
Now the gate is completely closed, and you can't get in even if you pay the city tax, and the people inside can't get out.
Some of their "customers" and purchased equipment are still locked up in the city. It would be a pity if they were smashed or burned in the chaos. We have to find a way to get people and things out!
After all, it was Brother Fang who had spent S coins to get it.
He was not interested in the noble lady, but he was still very tempted by the truly valuable treasures inside.
Jiujiu looked at his brother suspiciously.
"You are still tempted, brother, I misjudged you."
Ye Shi said with a smile.
"What's the connection! Did you listen to me?"
Fuck!
Just as Jiujiu was about to speak, a strange voice suddenly came from behind them.
"What are you discussing? Take me with you."
With a warning in his heart, Ye Shi turned his head abruptly, and saw a man in formal clothes standing behind him, looking at him and Jiujiu with a smile.
There was no extra breath on his body, but his presence was so strong that people could not ignore it.
And half a step behind him, there was a woman whose whole face was covered by a black mirror. The shiny breastplate was engraved with the logo of Jushi Military Industry and the number "X-16".
"Who are you?" Protecting his sister behind him, Ye Shi stared at the man vigilantly, his hand already holding the pistol in his pocket.
Not paying attention to his actions, Yin Bosi said politely.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Yin Bosi, the president of Jushi Military Industry... Although you may meet me for the first time, I have actually noticed you for a long time."
Jushi Military Industry!
Hearing this name, Ye Shi felt a little guilty, but still said it.
"Why...are you paying attention to us?"
"Nothing, it's just that it's rare for someone to appreciate our achievements so much, so I pay some attention to it out of personal interest," Yin Bosi smiled happily and continued, "But it's really inefficient for you to move things bit by bit, and it will mess up the puzzle I worked so hard to finish."
"Why don't you just buy me too."
Jiujiu: "...?"
Ye Shi: "???"
What? !
...
Just when Ye Shi and Jiujiu were confused, Ji Xiu, who was walking on the street at the city gate, was surrounded by a group of bodyguards and was drawing a blueprint for the future with his friends.
"See, what does it mean to have all nations come to pay tribute!"
"All the survivor settlements in the middle of the entire Central Continent, no matter east, south, west or north, have to do business with us! People's stalls are lined up like a river, and they look at us expectantly! They know that without us, they just can't do it!"
Excited, he opened his arms, embraced the snow and wind, and his face was filled with a sunny smile.
"What alliance, too weak!"
He comes here every day these days, and brings his good friends with him.
After all, it won't be long before he will become the master here.
A young man said curiously.
"What do you think they are selling? Why haven't they sold out after so long?"
"I saw a few familiar faces, they seem to be from the militia?"
"I don't know, it doesn't matter," Ji Xiu waved his hand, asking them to look at him again, and continued, "No matter what those servants are selling, as long as they are doing business, it must be related to us. Only when there is trading, there will be profits, and our settlement will benefit from it. This is the most simple and easy-to-understand economic knowledge."
Economics!
Everyone's eyes lit up, and several boys quietly gave thumbs up.
After all, Ji Xiu has seen the world. These five years of study abroad have not been wasted. He has learned some knowledge in Ideal City!
Looking at the lively but slightly messy market, Ji Xiu's eyes were filled with a hint of sadness, and there was also a hint of invisible superiority.
These unrespectable businessmen are too vulgar. If no one manages them, they will grow randomly like weeds.
He will use the most advanced methods to let them do it their own way!
"Unfortunately, although this place is very close to us, it is not in our settlement after all, and these short-sighted guys have no long-term plan... When the time comes, I plan to spend a lot of chips to buy the Far Wind Hotel!"
Kumet asked excitedly.
"Then what?"
Looking at the expectant eyes of the crowd, Jixiu clenched his fists proudly.
"Then we will tax those stalls, demolish the slums, and let all those people live in our hotels. People will thank us for letting them live in more luxurious hotels instead of the shabby low houses of the Alliance, and we will have more money to do bigger things, such as widening the wall to the side of the viaduct! When the time comes, people can just get off the bridge and go directly to our settlement! The most prosperous center!"
"I heard that it is not very difficult technically. We were able to build such a huge wall before, and we can build a bigger one in the future!"
Ji Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at his future kingdom.
The long queue of stalls and people was so long that it stretched from the gate of Boulder City to the viaduct behind the Far Wind Hotel!
Although the bustle here is not worth mentioning compared to the city, it is winter now!
If he remembered correctly, there would not be so many people coming out to do business in winter in previous years. Obviously, Boulder City has developed a lot in the five years when he was away.
It seems that his plan is still a bit conservative.
Originally, he planned to use three to five years to realize it bit by bit, but now it seems that the plan can be advanced a little.
Of course, this is also thanks to the good man named Fang Chang.
If it weren't for that brother, he would not have so much money to spend at will.
Every time he thought of the meeting on the plane, Ji Xiu couldn't help but feel complacent. It was simply the smartest negotiation in his life, and it might become a good talk after dinner in the future.
"Brother! You are so awesome!"
Kumet, who was standing by, excitedly led the way in applauding, his face beaming with joy.
He found that since his good buddy, Jixiu, came back from Ideal City, he not only became smarter, but also spoke better and better.
He loved to hear it!
To be honest, this is much more interesting than women!
And Jixiu did not lie. The S coins in his account were worth tens of millions of chips, and his father had never given him so much pocket money!
Those mysterious experiences may have some bragging elements, but money will not lie!
At this time, a gust of cold wind blew.
Kuumet suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose and mumbling something.
"Why is it so cold today..."
The little fat man who was standing by saw this and quickly took off his coat and handed it to him
"You can wear mine."
"Thank you, Piru, you are such a good man."
Although it was not very cold, Kumit still took the coat and put it on his shoulders, and patted the fat man's fat shoulders with a smile.
The fat man smiled and said.
"Of course, we are brothers."
He is Weijia's son.
Although his father is also a big boss, he is just a small role compared to the fathers of these people.
His father always told him that in Boulder City, connections are the most scarce resource, so he never hesitates to invest in these brothers.
The first million-level funds of S coins were taken out by him on his own initiative, and later he gradually added chips to about 10 million.
This money is of course a blood profit now.
However, he was rather timid, and under his father's advice, he had already sold some of his holdings. After deducting the initial investment, he still made a small profit.
At this time, a piercing bell suddenly rang in the city.
Everyone stopped talking and looked towards the direction of the giant wall.
"The alarm has been sounded in the city..." Walking to the side of Kumit, an awakened bodyguard said respectfully, "We have to go back quickly."
Kumit scratched the back of his head in confusion.
"But it's winter."
The faces of the young men were full of worry. After looking at each other, they whispered to each other.
"Anyway, let's go back first..."
"I always feel that something bad is going to happen."
"Safety first!"
Looking at the brothers who gathered together to talk, the fat boy Piru hesitated, and finally mustered up the courage to look at his good brother Kumit and said.
"You guys go back quickly, I won't go with you."
Kumit looked at him in surprise.
"Are you crazy? Staying outside when the alarm goes off? This is a wasteland!"
Piru smiled innocently and said.
"My father asked me to wait for him at the Far Wind Hotel. He said he had something to discuss with me. I have to go there quickly, otherwise he will beat my ass."
Kumet was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Okay... take care of yourself."
Running out when the alarm goes off?
What a weird guy!
But Mr. Weijia is also a capable person. If he wants to come in, he can just talk about it. He doesn't bother to worry about his friends.
"You too! You must take care of yourself," Piru waved his hand and said, looking at Kumit who was about to take off his coat and return it to him, "You keep it as a souvenir."
Kumet was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to ask what he meant, the bodyguard beside him coughed softly, interrupting his thoughts.
"Master, we should go... This is a big deal. Your father will be worried if he can't see you."
"Okay."
Kumet nodded, watched Piru leave, and finally said nothing. He waved and led everyone to the direction of the giant wall gate.
Although the gate has been blocked, for those who have black cards, the so-called rules are just rules.
At first, Kumit was not too worried, but the moment he entered the stone city, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
There are too many people!
And they are all crowded on the street at the door!
He has never seen so many people clamoring to go out!
The bodyguard gently pulled his sleeve.
"The main road can't go, let's take the small road."
Those poor guys have blocked the road.
"Yeah!" Kumit nodded vigorously, his expression gradually became nervous.
Having realized the urgency of the situation, everyone stopped procrastinating and joking, and trotted all the way to the inner city.
The street was in chaos.
The patrol guards seemed to have disappeared, and the militiamen were nowhere to be found. Occasionally, there were clanging and smashing sounds and angry curses from men and women on the main road next door.
What was even more frightening was that the noises were even louder on the distant streets.
People seemed to be shouting something together...
The voices sounded like a war!
With a panic in his heart, Ji Xiu said goodbye to his friends and hurried back to the big house on the edge of the inner city.
He walked through the courtyard gate and rushed into the house in a hurry. He shouted "Dad", but no one answered. Then he saw that his eldest brother, who had separated from the family, had returned home!
The whole family was in the hall on the first floor, dressed neatly, with several servants carrying suitcases, and the housekeeper in charge looked stern... It was like they were going on a long journey.
"Brother?" Jixiu stared blankly at the middle-aged man with neatly combed hair.
Wolfel frowned slightly at his brother, his voice a little scolding.
"It's so late and you're still running out! Where did you go just now? Why are you back now!"
Jixiu was too lazy to answer his nonsense, walked up to him and asked directly.
"Where's father? Where did he go?"
In his mind, his father Melvin is the backbone of the family. His old father always has a way... no matter how big a mess he makes.
"He went to the Alliance," Wufeier looked at his panicked mother and said seriously, "Something big happened outside, you should have heard it. Anyway, please come with me to the inner city for refuge immediately... This is what my father meant."
"We may have to live there for a while until things are completely settled."
Genice nodded quickly.
"Okay! Let's not waste any more time. Let's go."
Those beggars and poor people are crazy. They are fine normally. I don't know which idiot angered them.
When she thought of those guys with snot and stubble, she got goose bumps all over her body and felt physically uncomfortable.
Her best friend Bonnie seemed to have mentioned before that something big was going to happen in Boulder City recently, so she'd better prepare some daily necessities in the small room in the inner city.
Her husband had prepared for this in advance, and there were enough consumer goods and food for the family for several months.
For example, milk, bread, canned food, toiletries, clean bedding, etc.
In fact, there is no need to panic.
I heard that similar things happened before. Although they didn't experience it, their fathers and mothers did.
And based on past experience, everyone finally got through it safely.
If you really don't want to wait, you can also find a hibernation capsule to sleep for a year or two, but cryostasis will make your skin dry, so you have to take good care of it after waking up.
Alyssa's face was full of worry.
Unlike her mother, she didn't hate those people outside, but she was a little worried, worried about her father and those people...
I wonder if my father is okay.
Just now, standing in front of the window on the top floor, she saw a lot of people gathered on the street, walking towards her house aggressively.
It was obviously not like this a month and a half ago.
At that time, people didn't even dare to look up at them, let alone write anger on their faces...
However, the thing she was most worried about finally happened.
Just like what she said to her father at the celebration, he couldn't even see their eyes, so how could he know whether those eyes were written with respect or hatred?
If only her father had listened to her words seriously at that time, instead of treating those words as a child's naivety.
But now, it may be too late to say these.
This settlement finally reached the last step.
This time it was really too late...
"We have to leave here..." Looking at his worried sister, Jixiu squatted down and stared at her gem-like eyes, stuffed the doll into her hands, and said softly, "Don't worry, our friends in the militia will take care of it... We will be back soon."
"Yeah..."
Alyssa nodded silently and held the doll tightly in her hand.
The family left the house from the backyard door and hurried towards the inner city under the cover of the old housekeeper and six servants.
In fact, they should have left earlier.
Warfield couldn't help but scold the damn brother in his heart.
This kid has been a little mentally unstable since he came back from Ideal City. He should have persuaded his father to take the kid to see a brain.
Recently, this kid seems to have made an S coin, which almost scared him to have a heart attack.
However, compared with the piles of gunpowder barrels in the Stone City at the moment, that was actually the most insignificant one...
Looking at the increasingly serious situation on the street, Warfield frowned, and suddenly a gunshot scared him and he immediately lowered his head.
The screams were like a sudden rainstorm, shattered on the nearby streets, followed by overwhelming roars and shouts, which even drowned out the sudden gunshots for a while.
Jixiu was startled by the gunshots, and when he came to his senses, he realized that the gunshots were actually quite far away from here.
He cursed in shock.
"Damn, who is shooting in the city? Are you going to die?"
"Shut up!"
Warfield cursed, turned around and looked at his panicked sister and mother, and shouted at the frightened butler and servants.
"Run!
!"