This Game Is Too Realistic

There is a kind of alien species called sandworm in Luoxia Province. The thing can stand as tall as a building and can hold a child in one mouthful. Its fighting power is astonishing.

In front of that guy, not to mention the Awakened One, even the powered armor would be stunned.

A widely circulated statement on the forum at that time was that the ferocious destructive power of sandworms would destroy all infrastructure other than river embankments. If the problem of sandworm flooding is not solved, no matter how many roads the Alliance builds in Luoxia Province, Railways are useless.

It is precisely because of this that many players have further speculated that in order to ensure that the construction can proceed smoothly, the alliance will release large-scale tasks to exterminate sandworms in the form of limited-time activities. Some high-level players are even deducing the sandworms as a special alien species. A series of tactics.

However, to the surprise of many people, the limited-time event did not appear.

And the sandworms that they originally expected to have a major impact on the direction of the war did not even appear in the sight of the frontline troops and logistics troops.

This is certainly not because the sandworms are afraid of the Alliance. After all, it is too idealistic to expect the beasts to think so much. The real reason is that the alliance's transportation route from the camp site of the frontline troops to the logistics troops perfectly avoids all areas where sandworms are active.

So here comes the question. Areas where sandworms are active are not written on the map. Even the most experienced businessmen dare not assert that they know the location of every sandworm nest in the desert. What does the alliance command do? Where did it arrive?

This is a long story.

At that time, in order to ensure that the roads and railways leading to the Lion Kingdom could start smoothly, Chu Guang specially sent a regiment of guards to investigate nearby villages and inquire about the merchants who used the trade route in Luoxia Province all year round.

After some investigation, it was discovered that although the sandworms are powerful in combat, their reproductive ability is actually very weak. They stay in one place all year round and do not expand the size of the group.

Later, the Biological Research Institute of Vault 79 conducted further in-depth investigations into the project and discovered an astonishing coincidence that the sandworm nests coincided with the underground ocean current pipes from the pre-war era!

After an in-depth investigation of one of the sandworm nests, alliance biologists discovered that the thing's nest was growing on a damaged ocean current pipe.

The next problem will be easier to handle.

Wouldn't it be enough to just select the locations of roads and railways and the location of frontline positions to avoid areas where underground ocean current pipes are active?

It's that simple.

And this is also the most efficient and economical approach. In fact, this is what the legion does when planning its march route and deploying its position.

After all, where there are sandworms, there are abundant underground water resources. There are often not only sandworms there, but also dangerous mutant arthropods such as radiation scorpions lurking there, and they are not suitable for stable transportation routes. It might be okay when there are a lot of people, but when there are fewer people, the alien species starts to move around.

This is also one of the contests between the two sides in an invisible place. Although there is no smoke of gunpowder, it may not be as exciting as a place with gunpowder smoke.

After all, if the managers of the alliance at that time had blindly believed one party's point of view due to rumors on the forum or a slight disturbance, fully mobilized the players, and launched a campaign to eradicate sandworms, the final result would most likely become a classic in strategic decision-making. Mistakes treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

After all, considering the situation in the wasteland, unless the damaged ocean current pipeline is completely repaired or the water source in it is cut off, the mutated creatures in Luoxia Province will eventually gather towards the only water source.

In the short term, the road passes through the corpse of the sandworm, so the distance can be shorter, and the one-time construction cost of roads and railways will be cheaper. Maybe the alliance can also obtain the title of "Sandworm Conqueror" and gain prestige 10. .

But in the next few months, the alliance's logistics and frontline troops will have to fight against the legion with high-loss debuffs, weakening combat efficiency and increasing non-combat attrition.

Even if the war is won in the end, the Alliance and its vassals enjoy a period of peace and tranquility. Due to the special circumstances in the wasteland, the sandworms that once stood at the top of the food chain will eventually come back in another form.

For example, it may evolve into a "burrowing beast" or something like that in the desert that can move at will, or it may be replaced by more alien species that are "less powerful, but equally deadly."

The consequences mean that the alliance has to allocate hundreds or even thousands of manpower to the task of "highway patrol" for a long time, and railways and highways will also become a loss-making project due to the accumulating risk costs.

Maybe one day in the future the alliance will become unbearable and decide to fix another one.

If the Alliance has enough and cheap manpower, it can certainly ignore natural science and even go against it. But unfortunately, the shelter did not issue more closed beta qualifications to Chu Guang.

Sometimes Chu Guang even couldn't help but think conspiratorially, whether the first-generation managers guessed that he would be thinking of taking shortcuts, so they deliberately tightened the release of "gene sequences".

After all, there are too many players, and game companies really don’t have to treat players as human beings. This is not just a problem of a certain big company.

The "Sand Worm Survey Report" is just a small episode in the expedition.

Chu Guang made a relatively reasonable judgment after listening to reports from the logistics system, professional players and alliance researchers.

Since the matter itself was not a big one and only a few players participated in the investigation, he did not elaborate on it one by one in the update announcement.

After all, compared to the war with the Legion, the investigation of the scientific expedition team and the experiments, discussions, analysis, etc. of the researchers were just a trivial matter under the circumstances.

Similar situations happen almost every day.

Chu Guang could hear hundreds of more direct threats than Naguo every day, and there were countless strange species and technological artifacts circulating in the wasteland.

If the wastelanders have seen all kinds of weird things, and they wouldn't be surprised even by a talking Deathclaw, then he must be the master of it all. The anecdotes he had heard and seen from Xiaoqi or the players, and the amount of information he received must account for at least half of the alliance's "total information output value."

Unless the alliance builds a huge wall like the Stone City, it wants to form a top-down or bottom-up three-dimensional defense mechanism in a stable environment through the cooperation of billions of people like countries in the real world. It is almost impossible to completely isolate all threats.

Strange things that may not happen once in a hundred years on earth happen almost every day in the Wasteland Era. Some players have built up their reputation in the region and taken a job in the Guard. They do nothing but go out as police officers every day. They serialize the weird things and weird prisoners they encounter on the forum, which attracts a lot of viewers.

Therefore, compared to the random guesses made by players on the forum based on common sense, Chu Guang will still listen more to the opinions of professionals when making specific decisions.

In short, Naguo did not affect the alliance's triumphal celebration.

The fruit that spread filth, and the countless troubles that came with prosperity, were all quietly cleaned up by the guards and the celebration autonomous committee.

Due to Chu Guang's urging, He Adam immediately put down his work and devoted himself to the research on Naguo, and called him back before dusk.

"Let's talk about the conclusion first. First of all, it can be ruled out that this thing is the product of slime mold. Secondly, according to my observation, not only ordinary crops, even slime mold cannot reproduce on soil infected by this special mycelium."

When he said this, Hea paused and continued.

"In addition, it is indeed not a fruit produced by ordinary plants, but a certain fungus that is associated with plants. Do you know about fungus?"

"Of course I know, wait, that is to say, it doesn't grow from a tree? Instead, it needs to rely on other plants to attach to it?"

"Yes."

“Isn’t it true that soil that can be infected by mycelium cannot grow crops?”

Looking at Chu Guang's confused expression in the holographic image, Heya nodded in approval.

"Smartness means a little less flexibility."

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"I'm busy, so don't beat around the bush."

Hea lowered his arms and said patiently.

“This is what’s special about Naguo. It’s difficult for normal plants, animals and even microorganisms to survive in its territory, but those that are assimilated and infected by it are different and may even become stronger in its territory. For example, The Camu trees that produce rubber and biomass oil will not wither after being parasitized by the mycelium of Nagoya. Instead, they will become a hotbed for cultivating Nagoya. Can you understand what I say?"

"In other words, the way to grow fruit is not through seeds, but through seeds."

"Just pour the excrement of humans and animals that have eaten Naguo on the roots of the Camu tree." Interrupting Chu Guang's words, He Ya said concisely, "Naguo does not have a core in the first place, it is only as sweet as honey. The pulp, so many animals like to eat it. And the fiber-shaped hyphae in the pulp are its seeds. So essentially it is a pure fungus, which is fundamentally different from the mutant slime mold. Do you understand?"

Mutant slime molds take on fungal characteristics only during certain stages of their lives and animal characteristics at other times.

It is a predator in the ecosystem and a consumer in the food chain!

Like a tiger and a lion, or a monster and a deathclaw.

The fungus named "Naguo" is different. It is an extremely special existence. Its birth changes the rules of the food chain.

The organism's own immune system no longer competes with viruses and microorganisms for living space, but achieves coexistence and prosperity under the action of an adhesive called Naguo. The originally opposing existences in the food chain will also be united under the new natural laws.

The emerald-green mycelium, which symbolizes vitality, seeps into the soil. The seeds of the old era cannot germinate in the soil where it has been baptized. Only creatures that embrace "Naguo" can prosper in its field and spread "Naguo" to more places. Far away.

Good guy!

What fatherly love!

Chu Guang was suddenly shocked.

Where the hell is Nurgle? It's clearly Nurgle, right? !

Chu Guang asked immediately as his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Is there any way to cleanse the land it's contaminated?"

"Strongly acidic disinfectants will do. It is not anaerobic and will not penetrate deep into the soil. However, I prefer to use fire directly. Have you heard of flame weeding? I think your little players seem to use it instead of weeding. agent.”

After hearing what Heya said, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

"It's that simple?"

Can be burned with fire

But having said that, it is also feasible to use fire to burn slime mold. The first time he and his little players fought against the wave was to drop incendiary bombs on a large scale and use flames to clean the fruiting bodies and spores.

When dealing with fruiting bodies other than evolved bodies, oil barrels are much better than high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs.

Looking at Chu Guang, who was obviously overcomplicating the problem, Heya rolled his eyes.

"You, don't think biology is too mysterious. Mutant slime mold is a special case. After all, it is a trouble left by the Prosperous Era. This Naguo was born in the Wasteland Era. Of course, there are other things about Naguo. I’m still researching the features, and there are some strange things that really concern me.”

"Where?"

"It is repulsive to slime mold. Logically speaking, slime mold can swallow all organisms, but it cannot swallow the mycelium formed by the fruit. The gnawers we captured even felt obvious disgust towards this fruit and refused to eat it. I am in I wonder if there is a possibility that this is actually a new problem created by some shelter or research institution to solve the slime mold problem."

When he heard this sentence, Chu Guang suddenly understood why the academy wanted to move to the swamp.

The most dangerous thing in the wasteland is neither radioactive dust nor slime mold, but the lunatics whose knowledge level far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Any mother nest is "self-limiting", but Naguo's expansion is almost unlimited.

Once this thing is planted all over the world, the slime mold will probably disappear, but the slime mold will become a new slime mold and completely change the rules of the entire ecosystem.

In a green hell, mutants will become stronger and humans will presumably become green-skinned goblins?

At present, the alliance has not observed any symptoms of patients who have been taking Nago for a long time. The "cases" in Dust Town only show the situation after withdrawal.

The young man who secretly tasted the forbidden fruit was tormented by the germs that embraced the forbidden fruit and the "awakening" immune system in his body. At present, the players there have given some antibiotics to the patients, but the effect is not obvious, and the follow-up situation is still under observation.

"In short, there is no need to panic too much and scare yourself. However, it is best to control this immature research result. The immune system and the virus can live in harmony. This is not a joke. Treat small problems as no problem, no matter how small the problem is. It can also lead to a big problem. And if one person becomes a breeding ground for a disease, others will be infected by the disease even if they don't eat that stuff, right?"

"Well," looking at Hea with a serious expression, Chu Guang nodded, "While you are researching, I have already activated an emergency plan to remove this thing from the market."

Hea smiled slightly and was about to say something, but suddenly sighed softly and said in a teasing tone.

"I just wanted to complain to you, please don't always pull me away from what I'm doing to do other things. I'm not the only researcher in the alliance, but I suddenly feel sorry for you."

"Do you feel sorry for me?" Chu Guang said with a smile, "I heard you right."

"You were probably meeting with representatives from other survivor settlements at the time, right?" Hea looked at him sympathetically and mumbled with a complicated emotion, "It would be great if those idiots could grow more brain cells. At least understand that not everyone is as free as they are.”

As he spoke, a rare trace of resentment flashed through Hea's face.

Chu Guang knew that the idiots she was talking about were not residents of the Alliance, but were complaining about her hometown, Vault 117.

They originally lived a step-by-step life in the shelter, but due to some people's distrust and even hatred of the managers and the shelter plan, it eventually led to the destruction of the entire shelter.

It was in Vault 117 that the original "Torch" was born, and over the next two decades it became a religion.

Chu Guang didn't know how to comfort this girl who "travelled" from twenty years ago, but he still hoped that she could be freed from that dark memory.

"I'm not Sai, and the residents of Vault 404 are not the residents of Vault 117. The tasks of each shelter are different. I dare not jump to conclusions and your manager doesn't know anything. Maybe he has his own ideas and Hidden secrets that we don’t understand. But put yourself in the shoes of your residents. They can obviously return to the earth like a savior, but because of the administrator’s order, they have to give birth to children in a narrow cave. They are panicked about the future. And despair is understandable."

"You actually understand them!"

Looking at Heya whose eyes were widened in disbelief, Chu Guang said patiently.

"Understanding does not mean recognition. The biggest inspiration your managers' diaries give us is that we should never give up communication because of communication difficulties, not because the ignorant majority are not worthy of understanding."

Hea snorted lightly.

"Okay, at least we have a little consensus. We all think those guys are stupid enough. I'm off work, and it's time for me to go enjoy the celebration. My sympathy for you is in vain!"

Chu Guangdan smiled.

"Go ahead, I recommend spreading a little berry jam on the pork liver. The sour taste can neutralize the bitter taste. This is our latest unlocked recipe."

"Stop it! I'm going to add cumin!"

Hea hung up the phone.

Looking at the scattered light particles in the holographic screen, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.

He could feel that she was in a slightly better mood and at peace with her past memories.

Although she and Yin Fang have completely different personalities, they actually grew up in similar environments and are essentially rational materialists.

Then she must be able to understand what she wants to express.

Same as the last celebration.

After nightfall, gorgeous fireworks were set off over Dawn City.

The endless stream of pedestrians on the street stopped to look up and admire the beautiful fireworks. Even people in the distant Boulder City could catch a glimpse of bright light through the gaps in the concrete ruins.

"Mr. House guessed it right again. They are indeed venting their ammunition in an incompetent rage." Standing on the edge of the industrial area, Kent, who had just finished a day's work, let out a grunt.

A few months earlier he had led cannery workers to surround City Hall in an effort to throw Union merchandise out of Boulder because Union factories were taking their jobs.

That was definitely the highlight of his life.

Du Long, who was usually aloof, was sweating profusely. Not only did he get the job as he wished, he also got a bargaining chip from the security captain Alec. I heard that because of his earth-shattering act of righteousness, the alliance has fallen into a raging inflation, and the salary of 1 silver coin a day has soared to double digits. I really can't imagine how they live normally.

But he would occasionally envy those people in the northern suburbs. The thugs in the city hall dared to kick their butts, but they would never dare to bully the poor people in the alliance, and even the vassals of those poor people did not dare to touch them.

After all, those people were so poor that they only had guns, and they were wearing shoes, so they couldn't be easily angered.

Siberg, who was walking next to him, glanced at his patched jeans and said with a whisper.

"Hey, do you really believe Mr. House?"

"You do not believe?"

Seeing Kent raising his eyebrows as if he was going to beat him up, Sperger didn't expect him to be so excited and quickly changed his words.

"I believe it, of course I believe that we are also a victorious country without a doubt, but why don't we celebrate our victory?"

Kent's eyes widened and his neck turned red with anger.

"Are you crazy? This is a wasteland. There are not so many things for you to celebrate."

Making sure he didn't mean to hit himself, Sperger continued cautiously.

"But I heard that yesterday or the day before yesterday, someone saw Governor Moore leaving the city with great fanfare and taking his baby daughter with him. I also heard that many nobles in the inner city went to the Alliance to wait there a few days ago. The celebration has begun, and several powerful mercenary groups have almost been booked until next month."

Kent said impatiently.

"They went to eat and drink."

Sperger looked at him blankly.

"Eating and drinking?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Kent didn't know what he was fighting with. Maybe he was dissatisfied with the confused expression of his coworker, or maybe he was just suffering from hyperthyroidism. He was staring at him step by step.

"What's wrong? We are their creditors, what's wrong with us eating their food? I hope they eat more tonight! It's best to hold on and come back!"

Sperger quickly raised his hand.

"It's okay. I think you're right. I hope they'll have a good appetite tonight and eat back for us."

It would be nice if I could spit out a mouthful of soup.

Perhaps because he was satisfied with his scared expression, Kent calmed down a little, his tone became much more patient, and he began to speak the truth.

"Liszt is the largest factory owner in the alliance, and he is ours. This is the best proof! When the residents of the alliance make money, they will come to us to apply for black cards, but the nobles in the inner city will never take it as theirs. Vault dwellers, doesn’t that say a lot?”

Looking at the nagging Kent, Sperger suddenly felt distressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because then he would have to explain why he felt distressed, which he could never say.

He is a timid person.

I feel a little braver only when I read the newspaper aloud.

He didn't know why Kent wanted to speak for those men with capital, but at least at the moment he didn't want to get punched.

Looking at Kent who was looking forward to his feedback, Sperger nodded cautiously.

"Of course."

"I have no doubt Mr. House is right."

"Haha, congratulations! Our friends! The best friends in Boulder City!"

Alliance Ballroom.

The well-dressed Sid excitedly raised his glass and looked at Chu Guang who appeared in the banquet hall. He was about to go up and clink glasses, but before he got closer, he found that the person had gone elsewhere.

"Tsk, what are you showing off!"

With a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes, Sid wanted to put the wine glass back on the long table without interest, to hide his embarrassment at the moment.

But at this moment, a wine glass suddenly reached over and touched him lightly.

"Why do you drink alone?"

Seeing Liszt appear in front of him, Sid's eyes lit up, he laughed, drank the wine in the glass, and pulled his shoulder and said.

"You'd better give me face, my friend!"

Liszt was an upstart in the inner city, so of course he knew him, and after all, he helped get the black card.

It was also in this banquet hall.

This kid pulled him over to negotiate a deal. To be honest, Sid wasn't too interested at first. After all, it was not decent to make money in person in Boulder City.

But recently, he has slowly experienced the joy of soaring wealth.

He does not need to know how to balance logistics surplus, how to adjust job functions, or even what to produce to make money.

As long as he moves his fingers and throws the chips like darts, someone will naturally do the detailed work for him and do it to his satisfaction.

"Of course," Liszt smiled slightly, put down his glass after a brief taste, and said politely, "after all, we are in the same group."

"Hey! It's better for you! To be honest, the country bumpkins from the northern suburbs are really not a suitable trading partner. They are vulgar and disrespectful. They invited us over, but left me to be entertained by Luca. I heard that the old man used to It's a serf. They must be crazy to let a mud-legged person become the city lord! But Merle is right, there is no need for us to fight against the chips. You should know the feeling, when doing business with predators." In order not to offend. When it came to the others, Sid lowered his voice so that only two of them could hear.

Liszt had a friendly smile on his face and nodded.

"It's true that shit doesn't taste good. The chips they hand over are always covered in grease, which reminds me of the bones and meat residue floating in the hot oil pan."

"It's so vivid! I really want to hear you talk about your legendary stories. Being able to do business with predators is not an ordinary person!" Sid gave him a thumbs up and said with excitement, "But I haven't eaten it yet. Something, can we talk about something with a lighter taste while eating?"

Liszt said with a smile.

"Of course, I know a good deal. I wonder if you are interested."

As soon as he heard about the opportunity to make money, Sid's face suddenly showed a look of joy.

Of course he can trust Liszt, not only because he owes him a lot of favors, but also because he has become one of his own.

"I'm so interested! My friend, I knew you wouldn't live up to my expectations! You always bring us new fun!"

Liszt said with a slight smile.

"The Alliance recently issued a bond."

"what is that."

"Alternative debt," Liszt tried to process what Chu Guang described to make the twists and turns sound less complicated. "If you buy a 100-chip bond, the alliance will automatically give you 300 yuan every year." coins, and the principal of 100 coins will be repaid in one lump sum after five years.”

Sid was stunned for a moment, then sipped his mouth and said dissatisfied.

"Why so few?"

Although he is rich, it does not mean that he is stupid.

The aid loans provided by Boulder City to the Alliance all have an interest rate of 5%!

Not only is the interest rate low, but it doesn’t sound like compound interest, so only a ghost would buy it!

Sid's reaction was as expected. The smile on Liszt's face did not change. He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"So what if I have a special channel and can use the issue price of 90 chips to get a bond with a face value of 100?"

The moment he heard these words, Sid was stunned for a moment, and then his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Wouldn't that mean"

"You can earn 10 when you get it," Lister said meaningfully. "Not only that, you can also earn 3 in interest every year. If you are interested in a 10-year bond, the interest will be one more point, and the issue price is 85 .”

"The alliance recognizes debts but not people, and allows bond trading. Now everyone's pockets are full of chips, but the alliance cannot use chips to sign orders. It needs to be exchanged for silver coins first, and the exchange of silver coins is not free. So you understand, right? Buy bonds , we can indirectly share their development dividends.”

He would not tell Sid that as a primary dealer, the issue price he got was actually cheaper.

As for how to pay back the money in the future?

That's so easy!

When the chips are gathered in the pocket of the alliance, the alliance itself has the final say on how much the chips are worth?

If Chu Guang's plan is finally realized, then in the most extreme case, the excessive circulation of chips may become a pile of useless plastic pieces.

The money is no longer worth anything, and you’re still worried that you won’t be able to pay it back?

As for whether you can get to that point, it depends on the level of the manager. Speaking of which, Liszt was also surprised. He didn't expect that the man who seemed to be upright had so many hidden agendas, and he was so ruthless in his attacks.

Sid hugged Liszt's shoulders, his eyes full of enthusiasm, and his expression was as if he was a brother, as if he was afraid that he would eat alone.

"Good brother! You have to take care of me! I have made so many chips, but I don't know what to invest in!"

"That's necessary," Liszt smiled and patted his shoulder, saying softly, "My friend, have you forgotten?"

"We are in the same group."

Chu Guang was going to miss tonight's fireworks show. He couldn't even spare the time to stand on the bridge of the Heart of Steel and enjoy it.

After all, there are too many guests to receive.

Whether it was a representative of the company or a representative of the surrounding survivor settlements, they all wanted to chat with him on behalf of their settlements. While coming to learn from the experience, they also wanted to see if they could catch the alliance's speeding train and follow him. Get some light.

As the focus of the audience, Chu Guang also experienced for the first time in his life what it felt like to be too busy to keep his heels on the ground.

People waiting in line to see him can line up from the entrance of the auditorium to the kitchen.

And he needs to condense a huge amount of information into three sentences, and try to remember every representative and settlement he has talked to.

Fortunately, Xiaoqi helped.

But for some reason, just when he was about to meet the large group of nobles in Boulder City, Xiao Qi suddenly became willful and said that the fireworks he had finally designed were about to end, and told him to go outside no matter what. have a look.

Otherwise it won’t work next time!

no way.

Chu Guang originally wanted to have a showdown with the nobles in Boulder City, but he really couldn't stand Xiao Qi's harsh words in his ears, so he could only give in to Old Luka and go be polite with the nobles in the inner city.

As for the bonds.

Chu Guang believed that even without his cooperation, Liszt would get things done beautifully for him.

That guy is a smart guy.

he knows what to do

Outside the auditorium.

Chu Guang found a secluded place where no one was, and looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky.

It turns out that using the Heart of Steel's naval guns to set off fireworks is so beautiful.

No wonder so many people looked up at the sky that night and remained motionless.

My neck is tired from looking at it.

Finally, when the last cluster of fireworks was set off, Chu Guang couldn't help but praise.

"It's quite beautiful."

Sitting on his shoulders and swaying her calves, Xiao Qi smiled happily and put her hands on her hips proudly.

"Hehe, right?"

Chu Guang glanced at the little guy helplessly.

"But it's still a while before the fireworks end, right? Why can't I wait until I meet the representatives from Boulder City before I come out to watch."

Xiao Qi curled her lips.

"Xiao Qi doesn't like their master wasting time on them, why not come out and watch Xiao Qi's performance!"

By the way, will artificial intelligence also have standards of good and evil?

Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little magical.

"Where did they mess with you?"

Xiao Qi said confidently.

"No! The master doesn't like it, so Xiao Qi doesn't like it either!"

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"You guy"

There are many things he doesn't like.

Strictly speaking, there are no absolutely good or bad people in the wasteland. Pure evil and absolute goodness are not common here. The most common ones are unscrupulous chaos and savagery.

If you can't tolerate a grain of sand in your eyes and don't care about the means of doing things, the final result will be an extremely twisted thing like the Enlightenment Society.

Those guys firmly believe that both the post-war reconstruction committee and the survivor settlements in the wasteland are degenerate things compared with the great era of prosperity, so they must be physically and resolutely eliminated!

In their eyes, the alliance that colluded with the Wastelanders was more shady.

It is precisely for this reason that it is even more difficult to reform the disciples of the Enlightenment who have strong faith than to reform the predators.

As for Xiaoqi

Maybe it’s because I care too much about my own feelings and receives a lot of mixed information, which has affected me a little bit.

Chu Guang could probably guess a little bit from its expression. It must be that the nobles in the inner city secretly arranged for him to be "accidentally" heard by it, but he was restrained from doing anything to them, so he could only use this method. way to express your dissatisfaction.

At the Eagle City Palace, he had already scolded it once for being clever, and he believed that it would never use its permissions arbitrarily again.

"There are actually many people in this wasteland that we don't like and don't agree with. You should know this after following me for so long."

"The more familiar you are with them and the better you understand their inner thoughts, the more you feel that they are hopelessly depraved. It is both laborious and thankless to help them."

He stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed Xiao Qi's little head. Looking into the eyes that were fascinated by the lake, Chu Guang continued in a gentle voice.

"But we allow them to live, give them enough time to change, give them opportunities, and even pull them forward when necessary."

"This is the alliance."

A group of survivors unite, unite

A place to huddle together on the ruins to keep warm.