This Game Is Too Realistic

This game is too real. Qingquan City Chapter 907: Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. When it comes to success, some people lack ability, while some people just lack an opportunity.

For example, Henke from the New World falls into the latter category.

From the fact that he sells "fake wine" and resells arms, it can be seen that he is not a peaceful guy by nature.

And this is indeed the case.

From the moment he set foot in Settlement No. 1, he was pondering the rules of the alliance's game, and he never stopped even while working at the dock.

However, the reason why he pondered the alliance's game rules was not to find any loopholes in it that would make him rich overnight, but to avoid risks to the maximum extent and find policy resources that could be utilized.

The biggest lesson he learned in his first two businesses was that opportunistic trading cannot last long.

He can win many times, but if he loses once, everything will be lost.

But not this time.

He has found a legal and hugely profitable "money-making model."

Under his persuasion, Phili established the first investment bank registered in Settlement No. 1, Phili Bank.

And those piles of dinars were used as collateral. For the loan that he had been unable to apply for before, Mr. Fili also successfully applied for it on his behalf.

And he applied for a full 22 million silver coins!

Counting the 8 million silver coins that Fili originally held, Henk already had 30 million silver coins in his hands.

Putting all the chips on one plate is a big gamble in a sense.

On the cargo ship docked at the dock, Fili looked at the bank employees moving boxes, with mixed feelings on his face.

That was the wealth he had accumulated in half his life.

He originally planned to deposit it in the bank, but he felt as if he was being tricked into buying a financial product at the bank's counter.

Although this was not just a matter of financial management, but also a future home for him and his compatriots, he couldn't help but feel heartache.

"...There are only a few hundred thousand people in the entire settlement No. 1, Marshal...I really don't know how we can earn back these 30 million silver coins."

Looking at the worried investor, Henk put his hand on his shoulder and patted him, comforting him enthusiastically.

"One hundred thousand people is just a number in front of our eyes. Two years ago, there would have been no one here. However, just a few days ago, 5,000 people landed on the pier under our feet in one day... I bet that this situation will not happen in the future. There will be less, we have to look at the problem from a development perspective, just like Mr. Gu."

In his opinion, the representative named Gu Ning was worried about the possible influx of people in the future, so he was so enthusiastic about helping them.

"A vision for development..." Feili's brows twitched and he couldn't help but complain, "I have read your plan. The first phase plan only has 4 buildings with a total of 800 suites, and this alone is enough to cost you 800 % of the funds, where are you going to find money for the remaining phases of planning?”

"Looking for money? My friend, when our first phase of planning is completed, we won't need to find money at all, the money will find us on its own initiative."

Hunk put his arm around his shoulders and continued with a smile.

"I have already calculated that the cost of a house is about 40,000 silver coins. The standard apartment size is 80 square meters. As for the price, it is not a problem to sell it for 100,000 silver coins."

"One hundred thousand?!" Fili looked at him with wide eyes and exclaimed, "What are you thinking? How could someone spend so much money to buy a cement box?!"

100,000 silver coins is equivalent to four to five million dinars. Mortgage dinars to a bank is about the same price.

In Yongye Port, this money is enough to buy a house in a prosperous area.

The population of Yongye Port is dozens of times that of this place!

Henk guessed what he was thinking by looking at the expression on his face, and explained patiently.

"You can't use the experience of Yongye Port to compare the alliance. You can honestly say, are the aliens in Yongye Port considered human beings? Even though there are hundreds of thousands of you, at least 90% of them are animals. I It’s better to say less.”

As for those soldiers, they basically live in military camps and are not considered the population of the colony.

After hearing Henk's explanation, Fili was slightly stunned, and thought for a moment that it seemed like that was really the case.

His jewelry business was very popular there, but there were only a few customers who frequented it. He could count them on both hands.

Foreigners would not patronize his jewelry store, and naturally they would not be able to purchase real estate.

The Blackwater Lane where they live doesn't even have a house number.

Looking at Fili, who was thinking about something, Henk continued patiently.

"You know nothing about the purchasing power of alliance residents. If you work on the dock for a month, as long as you don't fish too much, it's not easy to get 2,000 silver coins."

"2,000 silver coins... Then it will take them more than four years to save 100,000 silver coins, and they have to do it without eating or drinking." Although Fili no longer doubted that ordinary people in the alliance had that kind of spending power, But after silently calculating in my mind, I couldn't help but click my tongue.

It took 4 years of saving without food or water to afford it. This is already longer than the birth of this settlement.

He remembered correctly. Settlement No. 1 was not even two years old.

Looking at Fili who was still thinking about the problem in a pawn shop, Henk smiled and shook his head.

"You have overlooked one point. We can borrow money from banks in the alliance, and residents in the alliance can also borrow money from banks. Moreover, it is much easier for them to get loans than us, and the interest is cheaper."

Fili: "...How cheap is it?"

"Does one point of interest sound like a free gift?"

Looking at the stunned Fili, Henk smiled and shook his finger and continued.

"As long as the monthly salary exceeds 1,000 silver coins, and they have obtained the citizenship of the alliance, and the loan is for self-housing, they can easily lend 10 times their annual income, and the repayment period can be extended to more than 20 years... …As for the collateral, it can be said that there is none, or it can be said that it is the house they bought.”

"Based on my experience in the New World, it is reasonable for an individual's housing expenses to account for less than one-third of their monthly income. What's more, the alliance's low-rent houses are not given to them for free, but the rent is cheaper. But now, they only You only need to spend one third of your monthly income or even less to move into a larger, more spacious and more decent house, with not only a separate kitchen but also a bathroom and toilet... The most important thing is that this house is It belongs to them, and they can stay there until the alliance disappears and no one will drive them away."

"According to this algorithm, as long as the monthly income exceeds 1,000 silver coins and has obtained alliance citizenship... everyone is our potential customer."

In fact, not only the citizenship of the alliance, but also the status of the supervisee can get a loan, but the interest rate will be a little higher.

After obtaining Union citizenship, they can change their loans through very simple procedures.

Although the money already paid will not be refunded, it will be deducted from the total amount of the loan and interest.

In a sense, this is a measure to stimulate the economy.

It is also a benefit to the general citizens of the Alliance.

After all, compared to the league's annual growth rate, this kind of loan with ridiculously low interest rates is no different than giving money away for free.

Feili couldn't help but hold his breath, but he was still a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

"...but why would they buy your house?"

Hunk smiled faintly.

"Because of scarcity, the alliance will build corn buildings for them, but equality does not mean average. No one wants to live in that thing for a lifetime or even for generations, sharing a toilet with neighbors. The pursuit of a better life is human. Nature, and we offer it to them...it makes more sense than letting them waste their money on alcohol, doesn’t it?”

"Sounds wonderful..." Fili murmured to himself, and his eyes lit up.

"It's actually not bad." Looking at Fili who was no longer worried, Henk smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "When the first phase of the project is completed, our game will officially begin... As for the second phase of the project, I haven’t decided yet, but I’ll just set the unit price at 120,000 silver coins for now.”

Fili's eyes widened in surprise.

"If the price increases by 20%? Will anyone still buy it?"

Hunk smiled.

"It will sell out."

…

Henk's eyes are indeed very vicious.

In fact, the clients in his eyes were not just the survivors of Settlement No. 1 from the beginning, but the survivors of the entire Death Coast and even the eastern provinces.

If the Alliance's space elevator is built, the land beneath his feet will become the closest "land settlement" to space, and this is truly the scarcest resource.

Although the South China Sea Alliance is closer than here, the area of ​​those islands is small and scattered, and it is simply not enough to compete with him.

And to be honest, once the Southern Army loses the war in Borneo, those gamblers will probably lose more than just Saipan Port.

The entire southern colonies may be caught up in the wave of national liberation movements.

Referring to the tragedy that happened in West Sail Port, it is impossible for the Wilrant people living in the colony to stay.

And by that time, they actually only had three places to go——

Either go back to Triumph City or go to the New World.

Otherwise, you can only come to the alliance's territory.

Those new immigrants brought not only labor but also knowledge and wealth.

Henk's true ambition is actually much greater than what he says.

He not only wants to turn Willant Street in Settlement No. 1 into the most prosperous area on this coastline, but also wants to take advantage of the historical opportunity of Settlement No. 1 to build the golden brand of his Genk Group!

In the future, when people mention his name, they will think of the word excellence.

And the skyscrapers he built will become synonymous with quality and a better life.

Even thinking further, in the future, people on this planet will get to know the Velant people again——

They are not just war madmen with gun barrels growing into their heads, but they can also be skilled engineers and even imaginative artists!

With the funds from the Philippine Bank in place, construction teams from the North Island of the South China Sea Alliance also went to the construction site one after another.

The construction materials used in the construction site were transported from Friesport, as well as from Weifu City in the north.

As for the construction workers on site, in addition to the workers in Settlement No. 1, there are also expatriate workers from Mammoth Country employed by the North Island Construction Company.

Of course, there were also the young Wilrantians who had just disembarked.

When it comes to unity, the Wilantes really have nothing to say. Even though Henk was the "most disreputable" New Worlder, Fili still lent him the money.

For these fleeing compatriots, Henk indeed provided them with the utmost care within his ability...even if he was "the most cunning Willant man".

On the other hand, the performance of the Borneo people is extremely "fragmented".

Generous people are often so generous that they don't even care about themselves, while cunning people are often so cunning that not a single pixel in their eyes belongs to others.

Except for the Yue people, who were the most marginalized in the past, who showed some unity, other survivors from Borneo province were prone to fighting among themselves.

And this often happens not only between snake and rat tribesmen, but also among the same tribe.

Sometimes it's not even out of one's own interests, but just because they don't like others.

Sometimes it's because the Weiland people are not nice, and sometimes it's because other rat people are not nice.

And this also created a strange situation.

When it comes to selecting representatives, they are the staunchest opponents of the racial narrative, as if the most progressive people would never give that vote of confidence to their fellow citizens.

Those Borno people who became representatives by relying on the trust of foreign races will try their best to get rid of the brand of Borno people, sever relations with other Borno people, put forward proposals that are not conducive to the Borno people, and even change their names.

Anyway, there is no race column on the alliance's ID card. Everyone is a citizen of the alliance. As long as the surname that marks the identity is changed, half of the brand is basically erased. Only the Borneo people can recognize those who have also eaten it. Earthy guy.

And when they find out that the boy at home has become a prodigy, but does not speak up for them, and they have never supported that boy, they will become conservatives and the strongest supporters of the racial narrative again, like Schrödinger's cat, and use the most Vicious curses and the harshest moral standards are used to try to kidnap someone who bears a similar mark to them.

The results are also obvious.

Except for truly selfless saints and outright liars, no one will give such a person a good look.

When a lose-lose situation forms, it is often not due to a single mistake made by a person or a certain decision, but because something at the root is systematically out of control.

This cannot be reversed in one or two wars.

What is regrettable is that those deafening shouts are indeed rare in the wasteland. At least the Willant people did not give birth to "Mr. Rat", let alone a series of capable people who succeeded him.

However, they woke up happily.

What woke up Henk was a shipwreck, but what woke up the residents of Evernight Harbor was just a guy named Kant.

They didn't have any nostalgia, they put the past aside and walked out without hesitation.

But in Borneo Province, the Yue people did not wake up until almost all of them were killed.

And even if more people are already standing on the soil of the Alliance, they are still wandering in their dreams...

Just as the construction teams employed by the Genk Group were heading to the construction site, a line of large letters with green background and white paint was also written on the iron wall that separated the construction site.

It was written by Henk himself.

Standing by the roadside, he threw the brush into the paint bucket, clapped his hands with a satisfied smile on his face, and read the words in a bard-like accent.

“…Wailant Street is a Wailant street, not just a Wailant street.”

"As we work to end the Wasteland Era, we welcome everyone, from our compatriots from afar to our local friends."

"Not bad, not bad... I hope the Daily Survivor will give me a headline."

…

At the same time that the construction of the Willand Street project started, the man sitting in the office of the usual committee member of the representative committee had a sad look on his face.

His name is Wu Jingshan. He was once a resident of Boulder City. He previously served as company commander in the Southern Construction Corps. Later, he came here as a pioneer and a resident of Vault 404. He was considered the earliest resident of Settlement No. 1.

At the same time, he was also one of the earliest representatives of local residents, and was later elected as an ordinary member by other representatives.

In a representative meeting, usually members are also representatives, but they have a relatively special position, similar to "the presiding officer of the meeting."

Since the alliance has not yet established a clear political faction, or the administrator himself and the residents of the shelter are the largest factions, the "ordinary committee members" are usually the middlemen who are agreed upon by conservatives and radicals.

In short, neither faction can find an ally they can fully trust, so they simply choose a "peacemaker."

And Wu Jingshan is the "peacemaker" of Settlement No. 1.

When the debate between different factions becomes too intense, he will stand up and convince both parties to take a step back, so that the winner will not win money and the loser will not lose all their chips.

The Conservatives won an overwhelming victory on the "Waillant Street Proposal" due to the siege of the City Hall by the Borneos.

To be honest, he didn't really want to come forward on such a less controversial issue, even though he voted against it at the time.

However, just yesterday, a representative named Suka found him and told him that a considerable number of Borneo people were dissatisfied with the decision of the Congress, believing that the Congress could not represent themselves, and were planning to cause a bigger incident.

Wu Jingshan didn't know whether Sukar found himself out of his identity as a Borneo or out of a radical stance.

But he couldn't help but take the reminder from the Borneo representative to heart.

After all, this is a wasteland, and no one can be sure how big this so-called big thing will be.

It is precisely for this reason that on the one hand, he reported the matter to the Guards Corps and the local Security Bureau, and on the other hand, he found Gu Ning, who proposed the relevant motion, hoping that the latter could propose an amendment to ease the sentiments of the radicals or the Borneo people. case.

As the proposer, he is the one most likely to make it happen.

However, after listening to the "peacemaker"'s request, Gu Ning just sighed and put the tea cup in his hand on the table.

"To be honest, I was surprised. My proposal was passed with 80% of the votes in favor, and the remaining 20% ​​of the votes against didn't even account for half. It can be described as 'uncontroversial'. I didn't expect that you still found it. Got me."

Wu Jingshan sighed.

"I'm just asking for your opinion, and I'm not forcing you to change your views..."

Gu Ning chuckled.

"I guess it was that guy Suka who asked you to convince me."

To be honest, he actually looked down on some of the radicals in Settlement No. 1.

Although most of the members of the Workers' Union were radicals, they still dared to go to Borneo to support the local people's changes, and they spent the money and membership fees voluntarily donated to them by the workers, without using a penny of the alliance's finances.

For example, that Ou Ren.

The second gunshot fired at Sails Harbor, this guy was on the front line, fighting side by side with his family members.

Although he was thrown back by the Southern Army in the end, he was considered a man for being able to practice his ideals to this point.

As for the so-called radicals around him, apart from being good at spending money and reciting sutras, he really didn't see the pioneering spirit in them.

Those guys seemed to regard the Borneos as kittens and puppies that needed care, and misinterpreted the so-called solidarity into various forms of preferential treatment.

This is completely contrary to the alliance's concept of equality.

What's even more shameful is that they completely ignored the changing public opinion and the aversion of Union residents to asking for preferential treatment.

He thought he had to stand up and do something before these idiots teamed up with the Borneos to ruin the word "unity".

In Gu Ning's opinion, the best thing to do is to set an example for this group of weak and incompetent radicals and let them see what true unity looks like.

Looking at Gu Ning who was not getting enough food and salt, Wu Jingshan sighed and said.

"Whoever found me, I personally don't think Willante Street is a good idea."

Gu Ning smiled noncommittally.

"They spend their own money. As for whether it is a good idea, we have to wait until they build it. Besides, smoking pollutes the air, and I don't see you smoking less."

Wu Jingshan stared at him.

"Do you consider this to be endorsing them?"

"I didn't say that. I just exercised the rights granted to me by the constitution and did what I thought was right." Gu Ning smiled lightly and spoke in a flawless manner.

Wu Jingshan, who was sitting opposite him, was silent for a while and sighed.

"The manager is coming soon, you know."

Gu Ning said calmly.

"The whole settlement knows it."

Wu Jingshan continued.

"Then you should know that we are currently in conflict with the Legion. If the managers have objections to this project, this project will definitely be scrapped, and this is definitely not a good thing for those Weirant people."

Gu Ningyan said concisely and concisely.

"If you think the manager will have objections, it's because you don't know him at all."

Wu Jingshan asked rhetorically.

"Do you know him well?"

Gu Ning smiled lightly.

"I dare not boast about this, but I can be sure that the gentleman's support to the Borneo Province was not out of special preferential treatment for the Borneo people, but for the interests of the alliance. This is essentially the same as those guys who are overflowing with sympathy. It’s different.”

Wu Jingshan couldn't help but said.

"Then have you considered another scenario?"

Seeing that the ordinary committee member was hesitant to speak, Gu Ning raised his eyebrows slightly.

"what's the situation?"

Wu Jingshan stared at him for a while, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth.

"What if the group of Brahma people ran to him and knelt before him?"

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of this. Just a few minutes ago, he was worried that the Borneos would make a bomb and blow up the place where they were meeting.

Maybe in his subconscious, it was more like something those people might do.

Gu Ning looked at the ordinary committee member sitting opposite in surprise. He didn't know if he was surprised that he would think so, or if he was surprised by the situation he imagined.

Gu Ning sat up straight from the chair and stared at him.

"...Do you know what I think?"

Suddenly this guy was a bit unclear, Wu Jingshan said undecided.

"……what do you think?"

Gu Ning suddenly smiled and leaned back on the chair in a leisurely manner.

"It's what I asked for."