This Game Is Too Realistic

When Sperger came to his senses, he was already standing in an empty corridor.

That X16 used some unknown method to avoid everyone, took him out of the prison, and took away the body of the perpetrator without attracting anyone's attention along the way.

After leaving the prison, they entered an underground passage, walked a long, long way, then got on the elevator, and arrived here.

Not far behind him is the elevator door. There is no gap in the cement gray floor under his feet. On the left and right are dark fire-colored walls, with ai-colored wall lamps inlaid on the walls.

The industrial style design gives people a solemn, simple but elegant style. It is like a palace corridor mixed with modernism style.

He has never been to this place.

X16, who had been following him all this time, has disappeared. It is unknown whether he became "invisible" again or left the place completely.

Sperger, who was at a loss what to do, swallowed his saliva and mumbled nervously.

“What the hell is this place?”

He thought no one would answer, but he didn't expect a happy voice to come from behind.

"Inner city."

The sudden sound startled Sberg. When he turned around, he found a strange man standing behind him, looking at him slightly.

"Inner city?"

"That's right," the man nodded and continued with a faint smile, "and it's the very center of the inner city, the huge stone building surrounded by countless tall buildings."

"who is he?"

Yin Bosi looked at the man behind him.

I want to know which noble person is responsible for this.

It must have been this invisible master who left his room late, and he undoubtedly turned into a corpse.

The man did not hide it and answered in a nervous and cheerful tone.

"Stephen."

"Han Shanhang"

What a familiar name.

Han Shanhang frowned and thought for a long time. His eyes suddenly widened so much that they almost bulged out, and the expression on his entire face changed accordingly.

"Jushi Military Industry?! He is this one"

"Wrong, Chairman and President of Jushi Military Industry." Stephen said with a smile, admiring the expression on my face.

Stephen!

The boss of Jushi Military Industry!

Boulder has its controversial No. 7!

Han Shanhang's heart was shocked and he swallowed consciously.

No matter what, I imagined how that little guy could be interested in me.

By the way, which number are these?

"Is it you who wants to see you?"

However, Han Shanhang's answer exceeded my expectations.

"Your curiosity about him doesn't start the first time you meet him. You want to meet him as another real little guy.

With that said, I walked back and passed by Han Shanhang.

"Come with you."

Looking back at Stephen's back, Yin Bosi's heart was as chaotic as a ball of tangled yarn.

It felt like I was sitting under a train heading into the fog. Even though the train was slowly arriving at the end, the scenery inside became more and more understandable to me.

What makes me even more happy is that I don't have many things to ask, but I know where to start, and I even know why I am standing there.

In order to understand the mystery in my depression, I swallowed and followed.

The two of them retreated all the way and slowly arrived behind a narrow door.

The door opened by itself.

Stephen led me away.

Stepping forward cautiously, Yin Bosi glanced around Qi Zhou.

The outside of the room was very clean. There was a speck of dust under the special mirrored floor. There were no decorations or furniture around. It was as hot as a prison cell.

It's just that it's very inaccessible outside, and it's quite narrow. It's far incomparable to this large, closed single room.

The only light in the room is a beam of milky white light sprinkled in the center of the ceiling. There is no other light source except this.

The seven sides were completely white, like an abyss that seemed to have bottomed out, and it also allowed me to see where the boundary of the room was.

"Where is that?"

Stephen didn't answer. He shook his left hand heavily and took out a remote control as if by magic. He held it outside his hand and pressed it hard.

The light in the center of the room went out instantly, and Yin Bosi felt like he had fallen into a white darkness.

Yes, the white darkness did not last long.

The seven-week "wall" was gradually lit up by Jinshi's light, and gradually presented an increasingly turbid picture, with fewer and fewer colors replacing the original white room.

Only then did Yin Bosi understand that it turned out to be a "panoramic screening room"!

There doesn't seem to be anything similar in the city. You can't watch some movies from the post-war era. The tickets are surprisingly expensive, which is very expensive for some people.

That screening room seemed more exaggerated than the screening room in Licheng. After all, I heard that the one in Licheng only had a curved screen.

And that outside.

From the walls to the floor, to the heads of the two people, and even the surrounding air, every inch of space is filled with increasingly darker light particles, as if taking us to another time and space.

Buildings and streets ended up emerging.

Then the field of vision spread inward, showing the outline of the giant wall.

The surging crowd gradually appeared down the street, our silhouettes became increasingly turbid, and the deafening shouts gradually came closer.

Yin Bosi suddenly came to his senses. What was shown here was the inner city of Boulder City, the main road leading from the giant wall gate to the inner city!

One after another, imaginary people with light and shadow walked toward me.

We stood side by side, arms hooked together, forming a torrent that seemed to end. Filled with righteous indignation and rage, we shouted something in unison and walked towards the group of soldiers wearing skeletons and powered armor who were waiting for us at a leisurely but vigorous pace.

We seem to see ourselves.

Our sights passed through me, passing through my chest, like sharp daggers, pointing directly at the inner city in front of me.

Bosi Yin swallowed, and a ripple of panic suddenly appeared in his dazed expression.

Of course it was Gu's simple anger. I stood with us from beginning to end, and of course I could feel whether any of this anger was directed at me.

Only true cowards fear the wrath of extraordinary men.

What really frightened Yin Bosi was that in the middle of this huge crowd, I saw myself lying under the cloth. Although this face was covered in blood, there was no doubt that it was my own body!

I

Not dead yet?

Yin Bosi touched his face blankly, trying to find a little bit of real change from the illusory world.

The sound like a tidal wave gradually progressed.

People's faces are getting closer.

I saw strange faces, and I remembered our famous thief. Although a small number of people called him by name, if I just called him a coworker, we would all agree.

At this moment, we roar.

Shoot! ,

Cowards!,

"Look directly into your eyes!,

Looking away from the illusory and real scene, Yin Bosi looked at Stephen in horror.

"They faked your death?"

No wonder we let ourselves go and say goodbye to our fellow workers!

Those people faked their own deaths!

But why?

Han Shanhang suddenly spoke up.

"Hahaha, why did you do such a thing? And who he was talking about, specifically? Is it you who met for the first time? Or is it this villain whom I have never seen before? Or is it someone who has never met before? Are you an acquaintance with a white card?"

Han Shanhang's face was filled with confusion.

After putting away his bright voice, Stephen said seriously.

"Whether the scene he saw actually happened, it was just a possibility, one of the countless hypotheses deduced by the computer. Of course, it almost happened, maybe only 1 second away."

"You can call it ending A, that's all."

Han Shanhang looked at Han Shanhang blankly.

From the end, I understood what the guy was talking about.

"What's the meaning?"

Stephen continued eloquently, not taking my confusion seriously.

"Is he a storyteller? Let's put his talent into play. Did you intervene or did X16 delay entering his room? He died in prison during a fight with a killer. , and there is a more miserable death - that is completely impossible. After all, the killer wants him to die, but also wants him not to die so slowly. It is difficult for these idiots to find such a twisted person by coincidence. Guy."

"Before, when the angry workers saw his twisted body, we would occupy the prison and lift him low. The workers in the entire settlement would become co-workers. They had not even occupied a small plot of land. Just like the prison, the warden here will resist them at all, and will even silently stand with them."

Yin Bosi's Adam's apple moved.

"What about now?"

I want to know what happened before.

"But now, it's just like what happened countless times in the future." Stephen raised his chin and pressed the continue play button calmly.

The images in the room continued to move.

Before the crowd crossed the cordon, the commander of the militia gave the order to fire. The weakest people walked at the back and were the first to die. The people in front ended their escape. The determined people were caught between the dead and the bold. Among the ghosts, innocent people also fell.

There were numerous casualties in the crowd, and the streets were stained red with blood. Children lay crying under the bodies of their parents, but were taken away by co-workers who thought they were adults. These brave men are really scared. We would rather kill one by mistake than let one go. After all, the seeds of hatred can be seen, and the sound of gunshots may stop.

The nobles were very worried about the illegality of the Workers' Association. The small doors in the inner city and the inner city were heavily closed. A small group of mercenaries were mobilized or bribed to form a search team and retreated to the industrial area to arrest members of the Workers' Association. However, the two thieves among the co-workers had it written on their faces, which was much harder to identify than the predators who were cold-hearted about cannibalism, and this resulted in many tragic tragedies.

Some people who were paid also started to spontaneously join the search teams, using lynching to avenge their former enemies, or simply finding ways to rob the finances, or simply venting their hopes suppressed by order. Everything that is allowed on weekdays is tacitly approved by the nobles at this moment, because we are more afraid of ghosts that we can see and touch than a few vicious dogs.

Those who died first became the luckiest. We died heroically and gloriously. The brave people who escaped will regret why they did not choose an uncomfortable way to die.

Until then, life is the real hell

Before everything begins, the small door in the inner city will open again, and new survivors will flow out to take the place of the residents of the inner city. The blood-stained streets have long been washed clean, and the small door in the inner city will be reopened depending on the situation. , do any wastelanders care about the past of a certain settlement, just like many of us think about the future.

After seventy or eighty years of silence, everything will return to where it started, as if nothing ever happened.

After all, the life span of a small number of people in the wasteland is only seventy or eighty years. Only the nobles may not be able to live longer, but Yin Chang will also live too long.

After reading the prelude to ending A, Yin Bosi's lips trembled.

I can accept that that is not the end for us.

What I can even accept is that such a thing has not been reincarnated countless times.

No one ever told me it would be like that!

I have to stop us!

There must be no better way!

"He is lucky. Because of your intervention, his co-workers just believed that he was dead. Although the amount of bleeding was definitely enough to cause death, we did not see his body."

"The warden tried to persuade us to come up, and the murderer who listened to his story later shouted that he would fight to the death with the noble master, but his co-workers all trusted those two people. After all, we don't have our own basketry. Now, his boys are still arguing about whether Xian will push the button to destroy everything and smash that mess once and for all.”

Han Shanhang admired the changing expression on my face and suddenly said.

"You said there is no possibility that this killer was actually sent by the administrator of the alliance."

"It's absolutely possible!" Yin Bosi replied firmly, his eyes intense, like a burning torch.

Whether or not to deny my judgment, Stephen continued quickly.

"Well, in your deduction, that probability does not exist. I can solve the trouble in Boulder City at a small cost, right? You are also very strange, why does it exist? That possibility.”

"According to your observation, this woman has played a fool, but I am not good at it. My strengths are conspiracy and dueling. Logically speaking, that character is disdainful of assassination. There should be nothing you know that interferes with your "probability."

Yin Bosi stared at me and said seriously.

"The machine is omnipotent. Maybe they calculated the probability that the machine is broken."

The assembly line will also get stuck.

Even if no one intentionally sabotages it, the machine will break down from time to time.

Stephen suddenly lit up.

"He is right, of course that possibility exists. And there is no other possibility. It is Han Shan who takes action, but someone else. After all, Boulder City is not the only one in the wasteland. There are still many people who covet the treasure in your hands."

Legions, businesses, colleges and even the state includes Little Rift Valley itself.

The reason why all the old members of the Antebellum Reconstruction Committee abide by an ancient oath is not because we have extremely low moral standards, but because there is nothing to back up the oath that makes it true. contract.

Of course, after so many years, it’s hard to say how much of a deterrent this thing is. Maybe the rulers of the past were just too lazy to pay attention to our cockroaches trying to make a living in the wasteland, and they thought those cockroaches from the garbage heap of history were unknowingly. The "Order" picked up from outside can do a small business, but living there is another matter.

"You have deduced thousands of possibilities. It's just the A ending he saw. Let's call it B ending." Stephen pressed the remote control, and the screen changed. The two of them stood there. At the door of the beer hall.

Time seems to have returned to the beginning of the month, when Yin Bosi was arrested and retreated.

Han Shanhang looked at Alec and Kent, leading the guards towards the young men at the entrance of the tavern. A quiet conflict broke out almost as soon as the two sides came into contact.

We are like a burning powder keg, everyone is

Two hundred people rushed toward the dozen or so guards.

Kent was beaten to death on the spot, Alec said he had escaped in seven words, Phyllis fired, and Han Shanhang himself seemed to be the unlucky guy again, his brain was blown by bullets.

Yes, the casualties were kept within the unpaid range.

The gunfire in the beer hall only spread across a few streets. The workers knew that several cowardly men died that day and felt sorry for our deaths. Even Vijia shed a few tears in a pretentious manner, but that was all. That’s all.

In that city, no one dies every day. Our deaths are no different from others. Mr. House said on the radio that we were thugs who killed a loyal man named Kent. Some people quickly The ground also ended so I thought.

Boulder City has successfully survived the superficial crisis of predators eating people through the winter, and it has eaten some people, just with Akito's knives and forks. Death was postponed for a while, but the bomb was not defused. Instead, it was buried deeper and less.

We don’t know when the last crisis will come, but it will definitely be more severe than that time, and it will definitely come.

Reckoning will come.

"Is there any difference that time?" Yin Bosi swallowed.

I said it was considered a "good ending".

He died.

The workers who were the first to break up died.

But because of our deaths, a very small number of people outside the city survived. At most, these innocent people must die.

That settlement is not empty of us rat people who do cheap work. There are also many well-dressed gentlemen and tender-hearted girls in Bing's streets. A small minority of us have no white cards, have never bullied anyone, and have even been wronged by life. We just endure and live an extraordinary life outside such a twisted settlement in the wasteland.

Yin Bosi loves these innocent people. After all, we have never loved ourselves. I am willing to die for the managers, because I feel that it is wrong to do so, but these glamorous guys still deserve it.

But if you ask me to kill you, I will do it. Humans are inherently rational animals, and the majority are confused all the time.

"He may suspect that there is only one big difference between Qi Yi's B ending, which is a branch, and the A ending that he just saw, which is almost a straight line."

"What disagreement?"

"His great stupidity was a brilliant idea, and it just served him well."

Looking at the confused Yin Bosi, Stephen brightened slightly and continued in the bard's special accent.

"Drunk Bol took off his belt, but instead of humiliating Han Shanhang and my family, he broke off his white card, turned around and divided the people who had been bullied by Sberg. Corresponding to the B ending Among the possibilities, he wrote exactly the same story. He did not mention the workers' union, but instead described in detail how Sberg's wife and son fell into the abyss of slow happiness. Sberg was Such a happy and desperate awakening brought Boer only the power of ugly hatred, not the admiration of the ladies."

"His co-workers, Qi Yi, like to read stories like that even more."

Yin Bosi blushed, I had indeed thought that way.

After all, it was snowing at that time, but Mr. Weijia used IOUs to trick us. On the way home, I was humiliated by Kent again.

It is wrong that I am a coward, but a coward is also a stupid person. When I am angry, I also need to vent my emotions.

But I have thought that there are only a few old newspapers between the A ending, where hundreds of thousands of people died, and the B ending, where only a few dozen people died.

"That's it?!"

"It's wrong, that's it. And he didn't write anything about other games, right? He just stopped writing at the beginning. Your calculations are also based on assumptions, and they are deduced by regression using samples."

Looking at the blushing and dumbfounded Yin Bosi, Stephen brightened up and read out loud like a poem.

"Boll is the awakened one. I don't have any strength, so of course I can't do that. Can anyone stop me?"

Hearing others read what he had written made Yin Bosi's ears turn red. It was of course the same feeling as when I read it myself.

I coughed violently, interrupting Stephen's reading.

"That's enough! You know it! He's going to read it again!"

Stephen brightened up without any good intentions and continued jokingly.

"It's a pity that your machine doesn't know how to write it in detail. It only uses abstract shapes. You are quite curious about whether this story will work. It's because he doesn't have time to write it out."

Han Shanhang said with a blushing face.

"That's enough. No matter what, this is just a vulgar novel. You think it has little influence."

Seeing the disbelief in my eyes, Han Shanhang said loudly.

"It's wrong. It's just a vulgar novel. It's amazing, isn't it? Although this is just the story of Bol, the Awakener, for the workers who have seen """ for the first time, my words and deeds It’s almost become a disgusting thought that guides our actions.”

"After all, the minds of the small minority of us are like blank sheets of paper. We believed everything House said, and we believed it again before we found out that House was lying. Simple good and evil, right and wrong, are what the small minority of people believe. He thinks about it every day, just like a single-core CPU. He may realize that he has done something that is dangerous or evil, even though it is his alone. The predecessors should give him a relatively objective evaluation."

"That's enough. You care about this kind of thing. Why did he show you those things? Whether it was an A ending or a B ending, it didn't happen." Yin Bosi stared at the crazy guy behind him. , said in a serious tone, "Is he taking you to meet someone here? Hurry up and let me come. After meeting me, you can go back to see your friends. If we are in trouble."

Suddenly I wasn't afraid of the guy behind me anymore.

Is that guy really a human?

Or is it that I am the same as X16, just something that looks a little different from other people? Otherwise, how could I still shine at this critical moment?

Yin Bosi doesn't know what the "uncanny valley effect" is, but I can feel the dissonance of this real change, and it is getting weaker and stronger.

Stephen lit up when he saw Han Shanhang entering the envoy, and said happily.

"Well, of course, this little guy called over. But I'm always late. That habit has stuck with me for a long time. Don't expect me to be punctual all of a sudden."

After a pause, I continued.

"As for why I brought him there, that's what I meant. He may feel this way. Anyway, after watching so few ugly movies, I'm almost not bored anymore."

Moreover, that time was the same as before.

According to the calculation results, before entering the "A ending", the small door in the inner city will be opened again before it is closed.

Just like a person's ability to self-repair one's ugliness cannot withstand extreme pressure, there is also a threshold for Boulder City's ability to self-repair one's ugliness.

Once this threshold is exceeded, the settlement will retreat into a spiral J cycle. In that situation, Yin Chang was spontaneous, but Li Li, who did not break the rules, intervened.

Logically speaking, this villain should intervene. Boulder City has no historical mission, and completing its historical mission is actually a glorious thing.

All things move from life to death, and from death to life. That is the normal state of nature. The fate of rise and fall is to escape or fall. Without the Bingrong Era, there will definitely be no Wasteland Era.

It's just a matter of time.

However, this villain was still too "kind" after all, so he pressed the pause button one second after the powder keg was about to explode.

It's cheaper for those people.

There was a hint of confusion at the corner of Stephen's mouth.

I suddenly thought of something and continued.

"Ah, anyway, the game has started and they lost. You haven't had a serious meeting yet, so you can't spend time with him outside."

After glancing at his watch, Stephen threw the remote control to Bos Yin, and looked at the former who calmly caught it and lit up slightly.

"Let's play with it. After I came there, he couldn't get enough of it. He said that there must be a happy ending in his dream hidden outside."

"Although in these endings, he and his friends are not the protagonists anymore."

The projection room contains several "future possibilities" calculated by computers that correspond to the same choice. And all the things that have happened there in the past years

Those are valuable "materials".

Looking at the stunned Yinbosi Stephen, he asked in a teasing tone.

"By the way, if a coolie like you has worked for nothing for a century and a half, and has never received a penny in salary, can he be considered a worker?"

Yin Bosi was stunned.

That is beyond my knowledge.

No one I knew had such a common exception, and no one lived more than a century and a half, that I immediately knew how to answer.

etc.

A century and a half? !

Yin Bosi stared at the guy behind him in surprise, as if he had realized something.

Stephen gave me time to think, and seemed to believe that I might know the answer. He just laughed and disappeared from the room.

Dawn City.

In the manager's office of Alliance Building, Chu Guang reported to Cheng Yan the ongoing commotion in Boulder City with a solemn expression.

That commotion was obviously a precursor to the arrest half a month later.

Just as Han Shan predicted.

Once the cord of disgust is inserted into the powder keg, someone with itchy hands will surely light it, whether accidentally or intentionally.

"That day, Yin Bosi returned to the cell as usual, and then there was the sound of fighting outside. The co-workers and the jailer rushed over, but they only saw a pool of blood outside the room. Very, very little of your blood. Embassy staff, entrusting your residents, managed to obtain the photos.”

Cheng Yan stared at the photo on the VM screen, frowning tightly, and suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Are there any bodies?"

"Don't talk about whether there is a body or not. Boulder City basically killed me. Instead, they said that I escaped from prison, but then changed their story and said that I was transferred. We have no bigger troubles and have no time to deal with that big thing. Even that big thing The matter is still fermenting," Chu Guang sighed and continued, "Before hearing about Yin Bosi's experience, less than 40% of the workers in the entire Boulder City have now joined the Workers' Association. Let's go to the inner city together to ask for an explanation. .”

Cheng Yan asked with a frown.

"What is our demand?"

Chu Guang continued.

"Yin Bosi must be dead. Now that we have seen my body, I must be alive. The inner city must hand me over."

This is a very simple request.

It's not too much.

The nobles who had passed through the inner city were currently busy with another matter crazily, and it was natural to hear those simple wishes.

"So am I dead?"

"You tend to think that I am dead, after all the amount of blood loss, you would believe that I am still alive." Chu Guang said his judgment cautiously.

In my opinion, the nobles in the inner city are really stupid. Even my skilled diplomat knows that they should do things neatly and neatly.

It is definitely just a matter of simply letting someone disappear, and his reaction may not be so small, but we just do some inconsistent things.

Not only did he want me to keep the body, but he also went so far as to make it so bloody. Looking back, he regretted what he had done in the first place. In the end, his arrogance hurt everyone.

Of course, I, the person in charge, has the final say as to what the final outcome will be, and what I see may not be the full picture of the matter.

The league decides where things will go.

Only Han Shanhang’s friends and these workers from the Workers’ Association could not decide what we should do next.

Han Shan closed his eyes and thought for a while.

I really want to make the people of this year's newspaper come alive, otherwise I would have been invited to the league as a guest. The story of Bol the Awakener was born in Boulder City, but it does not belong only to that large settlement. There are many great but seriously ill survivors like me in the wasteland who need this encouragement.

Whether one thing comes to another, that is ultimately Boulder City's own business.

Suddenly, Cheng Yan opened his eyes.

"You've been stuck on one thing."

Han Shan: "What happened?"

"Lord of Boulder City," Cheng Yan thought for a moment, "at first you thought I just simply cared about you, but you never thought that I just cared about you.

Chu Guang frowned, trying to understand the manager's words.

Suddenly, I thought of something and opened my eyes.

"You said there is no possibility that Qi Yi and the city lord have nothing to do with it?!"

There are not many nobles in Boulder City, but there is only one city lord. Even the most arrogant nobles show some respect when talking about me.

Theoretically, there is no one who can do anything in that settlement.

"You know," Cheng Yan shook his head, "You have always been more troubled than him. So far, your plan has gone smoothly, and it has gone too far. You have been unable to hold back several times. I want to put on the brakes.”

Chu Guang said loudly.

"What do you think you should do now?"

Cheng Yan thought for a while and said.

"If you think nothing will happen, let the people from the embassy evacuate first, and just take away the sleeping cabin and the shameful items. You will arrange for the staff of the refugee home and some residents of the shelter to go to the gate of Jubi to meet them. us."

Boulder City is a "novice village" that is wrong. These liaison personnel are all valuable talents who have been trained and can be punished for their crimes.

Once someone loses his life, the situation escalates, and it will end well at that time.

Han Shan nodded and said seriously.

"Just do it then!"

Watching Chu Guang's leaving figure, Cheng Yan was about to call Luka and tell me that the arrangements for these things to be prepared for in the future could not be ended.

However, at that moment, at the door that had been closed by Minister Cheng, there was another knock on the door. That time it was Elder Yongli, the president of the Hong Merchants Guild, who came back.

Seeing that my expression was solemn and Cheng Yan was talking nonsense, he got straight to the point and asked.

"whats the matter?"

"President Moore from Boulder City would like to meet with you." Lao Yongli Ruyihui reported.

Mel?

Cheng Yan didn't care that the guy wanted to see him.

I guessed that Boulder City Bank was probably struggling. After much deliberation, the only solution was to beg myself.

Cheng Yan suddenly became less curious as to how Mr. Moore planned to explain the run on Boulder City during that time and the city hall's interception of export goods.

"When do I want to make an appointment?"

Old Yongli said respectfully.

"I'm not upstairs yet!"

The small entrance of Boulder City was always warm and full of snow in winter in previous years, but this winter was uncharacteristically like a holiday.

All the way from the entrance of Yuanfangzhifeng Inn to the checkpoint at the main gate of Jubi, it was almost choked by crowded stalls.

Merchants leading two-headed oxen came and went, and mercenaries and tourists in strange costumes were mixed among them. Those wastelanders were like hyenas wandering under the ruins. We all smelled the smell of rotting corpses in the air, and we all eagerly came over to take a bite.

"You can understand why cereals, sausages and jerky are so popular, but soap is also so popular." Passing by a stall, Ye Shi saw a few thieves written under the sign, and couldn't help but muttered loudly.

The barter only includes grains, sausages, dried meats, and soap.

The only money required is silver coins, Cr and dinars.

None of the stalls were more awesome. They simply stuck the chips under the wooden boards and drew a red cross to indicate this or that piece of junk.

It was inside the Boulder City, and the small number of merchants were basically outsiders. Naturally, no one would care about us if we were doing this.

Kuangfeng, who was walking next to him, glanced at the stall next to him and said casually.

"The shelf life is very long, the volume is small, it is easy to carry, the demand is stable, it can solve hygiene problems, and it can wash everything. In a period when consumer goods are scarce, cheap and easy-to-use soap will be better than shampoos and shower gels with specialized functions. Sub-products are more popular and easier to price. After all, in the most extreme case, fragrance, brand added value, and user experience are sold at a premium."

Ye Shi touched his head.

"It makes no sense."

People bathe for a long time in Xian, and the smell is worse than that of animals. This is simply a matter of hygiene and sanitary sanitation. Exposing the smell in the wasteland is a very safe thing.

Inexperienced people will use scent locks, and some experienced traders will avoid safety just because they smell the corpse smell of predators.

"Wow, Uncle Guangfeng knows so little!"

Meimei nodded enthusiastically, with an expression that showed she had learned something. Ye Shi heard it, but she couldn't hold back from making a loud noise.

"Hahahaha! Uncle Guangfeng!"

After glaring at the brothers and sisters awkwardly, Feng Feng closed his mouth and spoke. Lao Bai who was walking aside saw this, smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

"Brothers who are in trouble, let the two elders be proud for a while. In a dozen years, the whole family will be full of old people."

Realizing that he had spoken out loud, he rolled his eyes for a long time and said strangely.

"Something's wrong! We were chatting outside the game, and the characters in the game will change. More than ten years ago, they were still handsome big brothers!"

Lao Bai was amused by your words and said brightly.

"Hahaha, if only your Ye Shiqiu didn't have his emotional intelligence! That's right, I almost forgot, they are a family."

Ye Shi, who was cheerful a second later, immediately became happy when he heard those words.

"Damn it, why do I have emotional intelligence!"

Storm coughed.

one

"Just pretend he's gone."

Ye Shi: "Whatever you call me, just pretend that you are not!"

Lao Bai: "Hahaha!"

The group of people walked noisily towards the small gate of Boulder City, driving and playing with each other, as if they had come down from the wasteland.

It was the same as usual that time.

Since there is no "troller" who came to join the silence for a long time, the eight buddies are more free and easy to play with each other. They have the nerve to treat each other as father and son, and the topics they talk about are more elegant and easy-going.

In those days, the dog managers of the cattle and horse herd basically spent their time in Boulder City.

Fang Chang got a small amount of chips from somewhere, and with the support of Fred, a "traitor", he bought several factories that supplied Jushi Military Industry.

Niuma Group only digs with equipment, and they dig with people and equipment together.

Especially for some unskilled engineers and old workers, we only provided one person's settlement allowance, and also helped make arrangements for the whole family.

These generous conditions only moved those who were poached to death. Even the boss who helped us wield the hoe was envious.

And so far, all the Niu Ma Group has paid is some increasingly valuable chips and a large amount of silver coins?

??

Yes.

Although chips are becoming more and more valuable, they are official currency after all, and you still have to use chips to buy things in Boulder City.

Some transactions of small commodities and production materials are still conducted using chips, and there is almost no price increase.

You can even find out "discounts".

This is one of the typical symptoms of the overcooling stage of the economy. Although commodity prices continue to fall, the means of production that produce the commodities have delayed their retreat into a stagflation cycle.

The profiteers in Boulder City are often very generous. They are willing to take the initiative to sell their high-quality assets at discounts or even break their bones. In exchange, I often hint to the buyers that they want to pay a "big fee" in Cr or silver coins. ".

There are people outside the circle of profiteers in Boulder City who care about these misers who are only willing to give them chips.

After all, everyone is stupid.

A fool can still recognize what real money looks like.

Compared to these wastelanders who pretend to be stupid and want to take advantage, the buyers of the alliance seem to have too little comfort when dealing with those problems.

What the profiteers in Boulder City hate the most are the guests from the Alliance.

Finally reaching the gate of Boulder City, Lao Bai took out his chips and was about to pay the city entry tax, but was pushed back by the militiamen standing at the gate.

Lao Bai frowned slightly, looked at this man and asked.

"What's the meaning?"

The man said with an expression on his face.

"No one is making trouble outside the city. Today we are letting people retreat. You are blocking their retreat, but you will know when they can come out."

After a pause, I gave a meaningful warning.

"Something happened outside, don't blame you for not reminding them."

Ye Shi raised his eyebrows.

Bright words.

I live for eight days!

Will he be someone who is afraid of getting into trouble?

However, when I raised my feet to step back, I was pulled back by Lao Bai and Guangfeng, and was dragged several dozen meters away.

"Damn it! Are they scared?!"

Looking at the wide-eyed Ye Shi, Kuangfeng said quietly.

"His hotness makes your guess wrong. There must be something minor going on outside Boulder City."

Lao Bai also nodded seriously.

"Well, Fang Chang said that outside the group later. It's good that the worst happens and recedes. If Xian recedes, at most we have to ask about what happened outside first."

Bangfeng: "Go to the official website forum and ask"

Lao Bai glanced around.

"Let's split up. The NPCs in the distance are also asking for information that other players may not have found."

Looking at the seven people communicating, Ye Shi was stunned.

"Wait a minute, what did that bitch Fang Chang say again? How do you know?"

Storm rolled her eyes.

"Go and crawl through chat records in large groups by yourself!"

Jiu Jiuyou, who was following the old man, was talking, standing aside obediently and listening quietly, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

Good guy!

That's a small thing

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