This Game is Too Real

　　 Chu Guang was lucky, and there was no danger that was difficult to deal with along the way.

not only that.

　　 When he walked near Bette Street, he happened to see the caravan from Boulder City unloading goods at the gate of Bette Street.

　　 Old man Walt with a shotgun on his back, standing aside smoking his self-made dry cigarette. Old Charlie was talking happily with the leader of the caravan, while the scavengers next to him were unloading the cargo under the supervision of the gunman.

　　 The leader of the caravan is called Mr. Li, his name is unknown, Chu Guang only knows that he is from Boulder City, he has eight gunmen under him, and more than twenty mutant yaks.

　　 Every once in a while, he will bring people and animals to Beit Street to sell some supplies, and at the same time take away the "specialties" here.

　　On the wasteland, especially in the urban area, cars are not as reliable as beasts.

　　The roads are full of abandoned cars and collapsed ruins. In addition, a large number of roads are neglected to maintain, the surface is severely cracked, and even the roots of vegetation have been drilled. Most wheeled vehicles can't move at all.

　　 In contrast, donkeys, cows, and horses are all good things. Although they can't walk fast, there is almost no way they can't go.

　　 The most important thing is the low price, simple maintenance, 30 kilograms of grass per hundred kilometers.

　　Technology is not always reliable, at least here.

　　 Of course, if it’s a long journey across provinces, that’s another story.

　　Chu Guang once saw a half-wheel and half-track truck with a chimney-thick cannon standing on it, which has a punk art flavor.

　　 But such bulky trucks generally don't drive into the city. They usually unload their cargo outside the city, trade with small and medium-sized caravans active in nearby areas, and leave when they are done.

　　Chu Guang noticed that there was actually a woman wrapped in a robe in the supplies sent to Beit Street this time.

　　 She has shackles on her hands and feet, and striped codes printed on her ankles. Her delicate and white skin is not like a survivor on the wasteland, but more like an elf from a movie.

　　 In other words, "commodities" grown from petri dishes.

　　 "Clone?"

　　 Before, Chu Guang had only heard that there was a slave trade in Boulder City, but it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. But this kind of "luxury" can only be consumed by the mayor.

　　 Chu Guang did not immediately step forward, but quietly waited for the transaction to be completed in the shadow of the ruins.

　　 The "cowboys" are very busy and didn't stop here.

　　 After loading the goods, the President Li put his hand into his arms, took out a few white chips, and threw them to the scavengers who were helping out like a beggar.

　　 Then, in a grateful compliment, together with the gunmen, he drove the mutant yaks full of bags on the road.

　　 Chu Guang followed far behind and walked two streets.

　　 However, at this moment, the man who was following President Li suddenly stopped and looked straight at his side.

　　 Chu Guang was slightly surprised when he was discovered.

　　 There is at least a hundred meters in between, how did this guy find himself? !

　　 However, since it has been discovered, there is no point in following it.

　　 Chu Guang walked out of the ruins, first raised his hands to signal that he was not malicious, and then walked over with a black plastic bag.

　　 A distance of ten meters away, he stopped under the sign of a slanted cafe.

　　 For both parties, this is the safest distance.

　　 If there is a conflict, the carbon nano body armor that I wear next to my body is enough to get at least five seconds for myself to escape.

　　 As long as you don’t get a headshot...

　　 "I have no ill intentions, I just want to make a deal with you."

　　 The man named Mr. Li narrowed his eyes and carried the shotgun in his hand on his shoulder.

　　 "Are you a scavenger on Beit Street?"

　　 "Chu Guang."

　　 "I don't care what your name is, and we don't do small business," the man looked at the plastic bag in his hand with a playful look, "It's better for you to throw this thing to your old man named Charlie."

　　 Chu Guang didn't speak, and opened the plastic bag, revealing the goods inside.

　　 The man was obviously aware of the goods, and the expression on his face was stagnant. Obviously, he did not expect that the plastic bag contained in it was not used parts and batteries, but such good things.

　　 Chu Guang noticed that there was a trace of greed that was imperceptible flashing in his eyes.

　　 "Where did you get it?" the man asked.

　　 Chu Guang looked at him and said calmly.

　　 "The sewer, beside the mutant leech nest, but even if I tell you where you are, would you like to go."

　　 "Just ask casually, don't mind."

　　 The greedy expression in his eyes faded a bit, the man handed the shotgun in his hand to his entourage, and walked to Chu Guang's front.

　　 "How are you going to sell?"

　　Bet Street’s recycling price is a little bargaining chip per 50g, but the true value of this thing is definitely more than that!

　　 Chu Guang was silent for two seconds before deciding to take a gamble and quoting five times the price of the recycling bin on Beit Street.

　　 "There are 2000g here, I want 200 chips!"

"make a deal."

　　 Seeing that the man just hesitated and agreed in one fell swoop, Chu Guang immediately realized that his offer was still cheaper.

　　 Sure enough, the price that the mayor of Gouyue sold to these merchants must be more than that!

　　 These leeches that eat people without spitting out bones!

　　 Chu Guang silently greeted the mayor and his family in his heart, wishing him not to be tough tonight.

　　 "Make friends, my name is Liszt."

　　 The man stretched out his right hand, swept away his previous arrogant attitude, and smiled on his face, "I rarely do business directly with scavengers, but you are an exception... I am very interested in you."

　　 Chu Guang was neither humble nor overbearing, and shook his hand.

　　 "Thank you, my name is Chu Guang."

　　 "I know, you just said it."

　　 Released his hand, Liszt stared at Chu Guang and continued, "Then first of all, I hope that the old man named Charlie will not know about our transaction today."

　　 Chu Guang said.

　　 "Of course he won't know, and I don't want to cause trouble."

　　 "Haha, you are a smart person."

　　 Very satisfied with Chu Guang's answer, Liszt nodded with a smile and continued.

"I can pay you 200 chips right now, but... anyway, you can use these chips to exchange things. It's better to buy them directly from me, and you don't have to be paid by the middleman. There are some remaining materials here, and I can count them. How about 20% off for you?"

　　 Chu Guang didn't believe his so-called 20% off nonsense, anyway, he couldn't know how much the goods on the bull's back were sold in Boulder City.

　　 However, as long as he sells it cheaper than Bette Street, he has no reason to refuse.

　　 "I need a weapon, do you have one?"

　　 "Of course, which one do you want?"

　　 "Gun."

"A gun?" Liszt touched his chin. "How about a 9mm bolt-action iron-barreled rifle? It only requires 200 chips, and I can give you 30 rounds of ammunition. If you purchase additional bullets, 1 chip at 1 chip. The price is absolutely fair."

　　 "20% off?"

"This is already 20% off. If you are too expensive, of course I still have cheap ones here. For example, the iron-barreled pistol with a caliber of 5mm is worth 100 points. It is still very useful against predators, but it is not recommended. Deal with alien species."

　　 is already 20% off.

　　 I believe you a ghost!

　　 Chu Guang stared at him and said.

　　 "A 9mm bolt-action iron-barreled rifle plus 60 rounds of ammunition. In addition, I need 20...no, 25 chips to buy food and other supplies."

　　 Looking at Liszt who shrugged disapprovingly, Chu Guang continued to say in a serious tone.

　　 "There are more than 2 kilograms of mushrooms in the mutated leech's nest, but I can only gather the ones near the nest...Do you know what I mean?"

　　 "Do you want me to invest in you?" Liszt looked at Chu Guang with interest, "Interesting."

　　 Chu Guang said unmovedly.

"Why not? I bet that you can still make a lot of money even at this price. And if you promise me, next time I can bring ten times more goods than today! Don't you be moved? "

　　 Liszt's heart moved.

　　 Honestly, this is indeed a good proposal.

　　 Came the two kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms to Boulder City, let alone a bolt-action iron-barreled rifle, I bought ten of them.

　　 These hillbillies living in the outer suburbs have no idea what anti-radiation agents and anti-radiation agents mean to people living in cities.

　　 Good things are hidden near those nuclear craters!

　　 "In general, few people can take the chips from my hand."

　　 Liszt winked at his assistant and asked him to go to the mutant yak next to him to take out an iron-barreled rifle and 60 rounds of ammunition.

　　 "You are an exception."

　　 counted out 25 white chips from his pocket, and Liszt handed it and the goods to Chu Guang's hand together.

　　 "The 20 kg blue umbrella mushroom, is it? Just treat it as an investment. I'll wait for your news."

　　 "I will come here again at the end of the month, and it should be the last time this year, without a surprise."

　　 "I hope I can see you then."

　　Mutated leech.

　　 No one wants to provoke that thing.

　　Only God knows how many disgusting bugs are hiding in the lair of that thing, and the most terrible thing is that the ordinary penetrating firepower is not effective in front of them.

　　'S terrifying regenerative ability and vitality, even if they are cut off from the middle, they can split into two new individuals after a short struggle, let alone make a few small holes in the body.

　　 As for setting fire...

　　 Not to mention whether it can be lit, even if it is lit, it will burn all the valuables together.

　　 Total gains outweigh the losses.

　　 "By the way, 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms. Even if you have 2,000 chips, you can place an order with me. There is no need to pick up the rest."

　　 Liszt reminded him as he watched Chu Guang fiddle with the weapon in his hand.

　　 Chu Guang stopped the movements of his hands, looked at him and asked.

　　 "How do I know what you have."

　　 Liszt snapped his fingers.

　　 The person next to him knowingly, handed him a boxy tablet.

　　 "There are photos on it, swipe left and right to select...If you will use it, I won't teach you. I guarantee that the quality of these goods is no problem, but I do not guarantee that the goods you actually receive look exactly the same as the photos."

　　 After receiving the tablet, Chu Guang glanced roughly, and found that there were quite a few good things on it.

　　 Especially when he saw what he needed most.

　　 "Have you chosen?" Seeing Chu Guang who was in the selection, Liszt urged.

　　 "Choose," returned the tablet, Chu Guang looked at him and said, "10KW power wood generator and KV-1 power exoskeleton."

"You have a good vision. Although the KV-1 is a basic model, it is also the most durable. But what do you want a generator for? It is better to buy a few more batteries if you are worried about running out of electricity. I provide a trade-in service here, which is very cheap. ."

　　 Generators are not cheap, and one needs 1,200 chips.

　　 In contrast, the KV-1 powered exoskeleton only needs 800 chips, and a matching chemical energy battery is only 150 chips.

　　 No matter how expensive it is to replace a battery, it will cost less than one thousand.

　　 And I bought this stuff, where is he going to put it?

　　 The exoskeleton can still be worn in clothes, and something like a generator is not something that an ordinary scavenger can afford.

　　 Seeing through Liszt's concerns, Chu Guang said.

　　 "Don't worry, I won't take it back to Beit Street."

"I just asked casually, how do you deal with it has nothing to do with me. Anyway, even if you say that I sold it to you, I will not admit it. In the end, you are the unlucky one." Liszt shrugged and glanced at it. The sky in the distance, "The time is late, there will be a period later."

　　 Chu Guang stopped him.

　　 "Wait, I want to ask, is there a 20% discount on the items I just ordered."

　　 Liszt laughed and waved his hand without looking back.

　　 "The price you see is after discount."

　　 Chu Guang: "…%￥#￥%"

　　Your uncle!

　　 See how I will slaughter you profiteers in the future!

　　 Watching the caravan go away, Chu Guang turned and left with a dark face.