This Game is Too Real

"……incredible."

"Is this the same place we were last time?"

Following in the footsteps of the guard, the surprised expression never left Liszt's face from the moment he stepped into the south gate of the Wetland Park.

At their feet, a straight concrete road extends from the south gate of the park to the fortress in the forest.

This road looks like it was recently built.

But this in itself is nothing surprising.

Just leveling the land a bit and pasting a layer of cement on it, this kind of thing can be done by any survivor of a small scale, as long as they want.

However, for a settlement of survivors with a population of less than one hundred, this is really surprising.

Liszt said suddenly.

"When was the last time we came?"

The guard who was following Liszt froze for a moment, then hesitated for a moment and said.

"...It seems to be October."

Last winter came very early, and the temperature has been cooling since October. By November, the road from Boulder City to the northern suburbs was completely impossible.

Thinking of this, Liszt fell into deep thought.

These blue coats only took less than three months to cut down more than one-third of the trees in the entire Linghu Wetland Park.

What are they going to do?

Just as Liszt was confused, the scene ahead suddenly became clear.

At the end of this concrete road, there are rows of brick-wood structures, with roughly hundreds of them.

And this is just the south gate.

Looking to the east, two villages are located there. The situation in the north is even more spectacular. There is probably a bazaar, where rows of lively stalls are located. The streets are bustling and crowded. There are more than one or two hundred people there.

Where is this place for survivors on the scale of a hundred people.

At least five hundred...no, maybe there are thousands of people.

The color of surprise on Liszt's face grew stronger.

For a while, he even had doubts, did he really come to this place?

Walking in the caravan, the guard with two rifles on his back whispered to the man with a shaved head.

"I remember the last time we came here, there still seemed to be a bare wooden pier?"

"It's only been a winter, how many houses have they built?"

"When are there so many people here!"

"And it's not just the house... They also renovated the concrete wall. Now there are many people standing on the shooting platform."

The surrounding walls, originally piled with construction waste, have been replaced by solid concrete walls, and the flat walls have even been painted with a layer of white wall ash.

In addition, the blue coats widened the narrow gate.

The narrow road that could only accommodate two ox carts crossing in parallel has now become a four-lane road that can accommodate four carts in parallel.

The guard, wearing a uniform black coat and carrying a rifle, stood meticulously at the door on duty. Residents in different costumes shuttled in front of the door. Some were wearing fur clothes, some were wearing blue coats, and some were more avant-garde. They couldn't think of what to say except for the strange and beautiful ones.

It seems that the residents of these refuges have adapted to life on the surface and have taken in many wastelanders in their settlements.

It may not be considered as developed here, at least they did not see street lights on the streets, but compared to those settlements where the lights go dark at night, they have their own public lighting system that relies half on torches and half uses coal lamps.

No one has a dish on their face, it is hard to imagine that they have just experienced a harsh winter. Sufficient supplies of materials give most people hope for their future lives, and everything here is so organized.

Liszt suddenly thought of the shanty town at the gate of Boulder City.

The same house is built on the edge of the fence, but the two are completely different.

"It's hard to imagine that they could do this in just one winter."

The Adam's apple moved, and Liszt continued in a surprised tone.

"Pang Long, remember? The shelter we went to before. They had to leave the shelter because they ran out of supplies and built their homes on the surface. Although there were five or six hundred people, it seemed that when we passed there every year, It’s all the same."

Following Liszt's side, the man whose right arm and right eye were replaced by mechanical prostheses, took a closer look at the surroundings and said in a harsh tone.

"Of course I remember, sir. But I think that being able to stay the same in this world is also a special skill."

He was considered Liszt's old partner, and followed him to many places. The survivor settlements he saw couldn't be counted with two hands.

However, there are only a handful of old customers who can do business with them all the time and see every year.

Many people may still be there when they go in autumn, but when they go again in spring, people no longer know where they have gone.

Take the old mayor on Beit Street.

Before the winter was over, I was kicked out of the warm house and rolled to Boulder City in grief.

This is relatively lucky.

Unfortunately, it was either in the belly of the mutant, or thrown into the oil pan by the predator, and even worse, it was eaten raw by a foreign species. This kind of thing happened every year, and it was not even the news.

Being able to stay the same is indeed a great skill in the wasteland.

"That's true." Liszt smiled and said, "but as a partner, I really prefer to do business with ambitious people."

How can he get rich if he doesn't grow bigger and stronger?

Liszt still remembered that the last time he was doing business with people here, the man used 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms and 12 pieces of deerskin to replace him with a 10KW firewood generator and a set of KV- 1 The exoskeleton also has four bolt-action iron-barreled rifles and 120 rounds of ammunition.

That was the last sale he made after entering the winter.

Although the man's clever tongue made him earn a lot of bargaining chips, the profit from that sale was still a considerable figure.

Later, Liszt used the money he earned to buy twelve slaves from the merchants in Honghe Town who were stranded in Boulder City. Before the road was sealed by the heavy snow, Liszt sent them to a joint venture with a business partner in the south. Cam Tree Plantation.

Thinking of this, Liszt's heart couldn't help but become hot.

This time he brought a lot of good things.

I don't know how much he can make this trip!

The caravan stopped at the south gate.

Some players who handed in quests near the south gate quickly noticed them, and cast their curious eyes on this side.

"Who are those people."

"Caravan?"

"Damn, I know these people!"

"Hi Da Pu Ben, Boss Xia's store can finally be restocked!"

While the players were looking at these people, the guards in the caravan were also watching these blue coats nervously.

"Grass... there are actually two awakened people in it?"

"you sure?!"

"It can't be wrong! My special function is to perceive the breath of the awakened... the breath of the strong can't be wrong!"

Pang Long, who was following Liszt, also frowned slightly.

Noting the change in the complexion of his capable men, Liszt glanced at him and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"The strength of these people is probably much stronger than you expected," Pang Long said softly, "Those wearing the uniforms of the refuge...I saw at least four awakened people in it, and at least fifteen people were awakened. Sign. Their strength may not be as good as mine, but their overall combat effectiveness is stronger than ours."

Liszt looked at Pang Long unexpectedly. Although this sounded a little outrageous, he believed in the judgment of his subordinates.

"We have to try our best to avoid conflicts with them... for a while you will pay close attention to our people and don't let them go around."

Pang Long nodded.

"OK."

Liszt asked Pang Long to wait at the door with his men, while he followed the guard wearing the exoskeleton into the door.

It is impossible for any survivor colony to allow a group of outsiders with guns to swagger into their homes.

Even if they are familiar with each other again.

However, Liszt still has a certain degree of confidence in his own vision of seeing people, especially customers who have worked together once.

He can tell at a glance who can only trade once and who can continue to trade. It was this vicious vision that allowed him to survive to the present.

The orange who was leading the way, didn't have much communication with him along the way, just like a tool man with little words.

Brought this guest from Boulder City to the reception room.

According to the manager's orders, Orange poured him a cup of tea, and then said.

"The manager is still on the way back. It is estimated that it will take half an hour to arrive. You may have to wait for a while."

Quite different from the impatient look when he came here last time, Liszt said politely with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of time. But we didn't make an appointment in advance, so I took the liberty to interrupt and trouble you!"

Keeping in mind the manager's instructions, Orange said politely.

"How can it be troublesome? The manager specifically explained to me, saying that you are his distinguished guest, so I must treat you well."

"If there is any need, please feel free to tell me, I will help you solve it within the scope of conditions permitting."

Liszt declined politely.

"No need, you are too polite!"

The two were polite for a while.

Orange was not good at dealing with this kind of occasion, and there was still the guards to deal with, so he didn't stay here much. After instructing the waiter to greet the guest from afar, he turned and left in a hurry.

Time passed by every minute.

Thirty minutes passed quickly.

Just when Liszt took out his pocket watch to check the time for the sixth time, he finally heard footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps came very timely, even within a second.

So Liszt couldn't bear to complain in his heart, the man really stepped on it!

The door of the reception room opened.

I saw a man wearing dark blue power armor walking in from the outside in stride.

Seeing Liszt sitting in the reception room, Chu Guang said to him with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Long time no see! Mr. Liszt."

"Yes, I haven't seen you all winter. I'm glad to see you again! I hope my presumptuous visit will not be interrupted."

Liszt got up from the chair and was involuntarily attracted by the power armor on Chu Guang's body.

The dark blue coating and streamlined shell give people a strong sense of security just by looking at it.

Liszt's eyes couldn't help but a touch of envy that couldn't be hidden.

Power armor!

And it's still the pre-war style!

This thing is a good thing, even under the most extreme conditions, it can guarantee the safety of the wearer.

He had always wanted to get a set before, but unfortunately, this thing, from the cold fusion battery that supplies energy to the composite armor covering the whole body, is the master of pre-war technology, based on the backward industrial capabilities on the wasteland. Does not have the conditions for production.

Even Ideal City can't buy this thing.

In the militia of Boulder City, there is a small amount of power armor, but those are strategic reserves, even if it is broken, it is impossible to enter the market. Some larger mercenary groups or military contractors may have one or two sets, but they are basically used as treasures.

Seeing all the envy that flickered in Liszt's eyes, Chu Guang smiled in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

Having been an NPC for so long, coupled with his experience in sales during his lifetime, he still has this expression control ability.

"Why bother? Seeing you appear here, I know that the northern suburbs of Qingquan City will soon become lively."

Liszt smiled when he heard Chu Guang's joking.

"It's not that I am boasting, we are definitely the first batch of caravans to set off in Boulder City! At least the first ones to go north! When those colleagues are still planning where to make a fortune, we have already figured out the road conditions. , Packed the goods and hung them on the back of a two-headed cow."

Chu Guang asked with interest.

"Oh? What good things did you bring this time?"

Just waiting for this sentence!

Liszt was overjoyed, and calmly took out a tablet computer, and put his hands in front of Chu Guang.

"As before, here is the list of goods!"

"The first five pages were taken by us. Although we did not take the marked ones on the road, as long as you are interested, we can find a way to help you get them!"

Chu Guang took the tablet, swiped his index finger on the screen, and flipped it briefly.

Unlike the list of commodities that he saw last time, Liszt's caravan brought weapons and KV-1 exoskeleton.

To be honest, except for those exoskeletons and solid-state hydrogen batteries that can be used as power sources for exoskeletons and drones, Chu Guang is not very interested in the weapons on the list.

Things like assault rifles, grenades, bazookas, etc., have long been able to produce independently in the new industrial zone.

Moreover, this guy was not honest, and sold him cheap goods assembled with receivers and barrels eliminated from the Boulder City Military Factory.

Nowadays, even newcomers, few people use the "authentic" wasteland specialties.

Seeing Liszt with an eager face, Chu Guang's heart moved slightly and asked casually.

"Why are there weapons on the list? Didn't you order anything else?"

Liszt was stunned.

Chu Guang's reaction was beyond his expectation.

In his original expectation, these blue coats would be very interested in his weapons.

After all, when he came here last time, he used four bargains to exchange a full 12 pieces of high-quality deerskins.

However, the expression on Chu Guang's face, no matter how he interprets it, it is difficult to relate to the word "interest".

"We are carrying weapons, of course because they are easy to sell. The situation in the River Valley Province is now turbulent, and the tribes of the Bone Chewing Tribe are looting everywhere. You can smell the smell of gunpowder wherever you go. What else can be more popular than weapons. ?"

Seeing that Chu Guang was still not interested, Liszt tried his best to sell.

"I sincerely recommend to you the Xiongfeng X-2 assault rifle on the list! This is the crystallization of the light weapons technology of the Boulder City Armory! If it were not for the inventory of the entire winter, even I would not be able to acquire so much. goods."

"Since you are my old customer, I can sell it to you at a discount! One with only 300 chips, with it, you will have the most powerful firepower in the entire northern suburbs! If you really don't know what to choose, It's okay to buy this!"

Hearing Liszt's remarks, Chu Guang almost didn't laugh.

If he hadn't seen the company's "Black Swan" G9 assault rifle, he would have almost believed this guy's nonsense.

It is also the crystallization of technology.

Isn't this stuff copied according to the company's standard weapons?

Although his LD series of weapons are also borrowed from the AK gun family, they are borrowed from another world, and it can be considered as independent research and development by rounding it up.

"Your sense of smell for business opportunities seems to be a little dull," Chu Guang looked at Liszt with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone, "To be honest, if it was before winter, I wouldn't be able to bite the bullet and buy two, but now We don't need this stuff anymore."

"Can't use it?! Why can't it be used?"

Liszt looked at Chu Guang in surprise, and continued speaking quickly.

"Even if there are no people from the Bloodhand Clan, the entire northern suburbs is definitely not safe! My friend, you may not know that a group of predators who claim to be chewing bones are marching toward the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. Those people and the Bloodhand Clan It's not the same. They not only inherited the equipment of the Legion, but they are also crowded with people. Do you think you can drive them away with just a few iron-barreled rifles?"

Seeing Liszt's eagerness to sell himself, Chu Guang couldn't help feeling a little funny.

It seems that Boulder City knows nothing about what happened in the northern suburbs.

Of course, it is also possible that Liszt did not know.

During this time, Xiao Qi has been monitoring the "Sound of Boulder City" radio station, searching for useful information from the nonsense of the host running the train.

All the signs surface, they do not seem to know the news that the Thousand-man team led by Black Snake has been defeated by themselves.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked at Liszt and continued.

"Come with me."

"After you have read our stuff, you will know why I am not interested in the things on your list."

...

The west gate of the outpost.

With a feeling of suspicion, Liszt followed in the footsteps of Chu Guang and came here.

Calling the guard on the side, Chu Guang took an LD-47 assault rifle from him and handed it to Liszt, who was standing on the side.

"LD-47, sickle assault rifle, 7mm caliber. We used this thing against predators, against mutants, and against gnaws, creepers and even tyrants covered in slime mold."

After receiving the rifle that Chu Guang handed over, Liszt held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then looked at Chu Guang in surprise.

"The gun you made yourself?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Yes."

Liszt thought for a while and gave an evaluation.

"The structure looks very simple, there are few parts that can be seen, and the **** is actually made of wood."

Chu Guang said nonchalantly.

"Simple doesn't prevent it from being easy to use, do you want to try it?"

Liszt looked at him and asked.

"is it okay?"

Chu Guang didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly handed him a stuffed magazine and made a please gesture.

"Please."

Liszt was also welcome, plugged in the magazine to open the insurance, aimed at the target 100 meters away and pulled the trigger.

The huge recoil spread to his shoulders, shaking his body.

However, this guy has been walking north and south in the wasteland for so many years, and he still has some abilities in him.

Soon he got used to the recoil of this weapon, and then a few more bangs, which accurately hit the seven or eight rings in the center.

"Good gun!"

Liszt's eyes lit up, and then he swiped at the target.

Liszt returned the rifle in his hand to Chu Guang until he emptied the last bullet in the magazine.

"It's a good gun!"

"The only downside is that it's a bit more difficult to control! But the firepower and power are really strong enough, and it should be very popular with those mercenaries."

"But you shouldn't have many weapons like this, right?"

not much?

Chu Guang smiled.

"I don't know if it's too much, but there are still a bunch of rifles like this in our warehouse. Not only that, we also designed special replaceable accessories for it. Put on the barrel and drum, it's a light machine gun. Take off the barrel and it can be used as a submachine gun."

"Although this thing is not a high-tech thing, it is absolutely reliable. We have tried to bury it in the snow, throw it into a mud pit, soak it in water, take it out, and still launch it normally, without affecting it at all. Power."

There is still a pile in the warehouse? !

Liszt swallowed and couldn't help but said.

"Full of warehouses? Are you making guns all winter?"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"You haven't been here for too long. It's normal to feel unfamiliar with the situation here."

More than strange.

Liszt felt that he had come to the wrong place!

Seeing Liszt who was so surprised that he was speechless, Chu Guang paused for a moment, and continued speaking in a chatty tone.

"The changes in the northern suburbs are not just the small area under your feet. Five kilometers from here to the north is our new industrial zone. The industrial products produced there are enough to supply the entire northern suburbs of the survivor settlement. The rifle I was on, as well as the bullet that was just shot out, were all produced from there."

"In addition to the industrial area, we also have an agricultural area. From the industrial area to the north, we continue to walk five kilometers, and it is our granary in the northern suburbs! There are tens of thousands of acres of farmland under cultivation, which will become the largest grain in the entire northern suburbs in the future. The production base will solve the food problem of at least 30,000 people."

"Mr. Liszt, the times have changed. It is now 212 years of the Wasteland Era. Should we learn to look forward?"

Although there is an exaggeration in this remark, there is nothing wrong with it.

After all, Chu Guang really planned to do that.

In the future industrial zone, the industrial products produced will not only supply the survivors' settlements throughout the northern suburbs, but will also be sold to more distant places.

So this is not a painting.

Chu Guang was just expounding the blueprint for the future.

Liszt swallowed, and it took a long time for him to recover from what Chu Guang said.

industrial area?

Northern suburbs?

Rely on those hillbillies who don't know a single big word?

Liszt couldn't imagine how the conditions in the northern suburbs could satisfy the conditions for industrial development.

Rely on those refugees who are of mixed quality and uneducated?

Do they know what industry is?

Do you know what is standardization?

Or do you just rely on those blue jackets that do a little work and scream for a long time to restore the two-hour work system?

However, Liszt admits that the blue jacket here does look a little special. Apart from wearing a blue coat, they didn't look like a shelter resident.

The skeptical expression on Liszt's face was completely in Chu Guang's expectation.

After all, this kind of thing does sound a bit weird.

Such a shrewd businessman cannot be persuaded just because of his own words.

"There is still some time before it is completely dark. If you are interested, I can take you to observe it."

Hearing Chu Guang's invitation, Liszt was stunned.

"This... wouldn't it be presumptuous?"

"Why?" Chu Guang smiled faintly, "It's not something shameful."

Seeing that Chu Guang said so, Liszt said without any hesitation.

"Please show me a tour!"

If it is said that before coming here, Liszt just wanted to make a fortune from the war by relying on the turbulent situation in the river valley province, and by reselling the cheap arms accumulated in the inventory, to make a fortune from these rich natives in the northern suburbs.

So now, he no longer looks down on that petty profit.

A young and potential force is emerging from this wild soil! And its leader is not only full of courage, outstanding ability, and full of ambition.

Liszt smelled a huge business opportunity!

Intuition tells him that if he can grasp this opportunity, no matter whether the guy in front of him succeeds or fails, he can earn a fortune that he could never imagine!

This is far from the comparison between twelve pieces of deerskin and a bag of mushrooms!

...

Not disappointing his expectations, Chu Guang quickly took him to an industrial area five kilometers away.

Although night has fallen, it is still brightly lit and production is still going on.

Getting off the car at the entrance of the industrial zone, Liszt was quickly stunned by the situation here.

Everything here is far more shocking than what he saw in Linghu Wetland Park!

A tall chimney drilled from the roof of the factory building, heavy smoke was constantly puffed and puffed, and the goods and raw materials produced were piled into hills in the warehouse.

From time to time, someone pushes a trolley to send goods from one workshop to another, or from one factory to another.

Especially after visiting the LD-47 receiver and bullet production workshop, Liszt's face was full of shock.

The stamping equipment connected to the conveyor belt is like a printer, printing out those parts one by one.

Although similar equipment is not uncommon in Boulder's factories, it is hard to imagine that they developed these in just one winter.

Did these industrial equipment and production methods fall from the sky? !

Liszt suddenly thought of the Trailblazer that had passed by in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

There is only one explanation.

They are sponsored by the company!

"...This was originally the lair of the Bloodhand clan, but then we got rid of those pesky guys and sent them where they should go."

"Then, we renovated the entire factory building, smelted the waste picked up into steel, aluminum or other alloys, and used them to make weapons, production machinery, and anything that could help us rebuild our homes."

“Although the supporting facilities here are not as good as Boulder City, we also have things that Boulder City does not have. For example, convenient transportation, such as cheap labor and raw material costs.”

"This place will prosper soon~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and it will never lose to any survivor settlement in the River Valley Province. Now is the best window of admission. I think it’s for the sake of old friends. I'm telling you, investing in us at this time is definitely a stable and uncompromising transaction."

"If you miss it, you may have to wait for years."

Looking at the confident expression, even though Liszt told Liszt instinctively that this guy was probably fooling himself, he still opened his mouth fascinatingly.

"How should I invest?"

Finally waited for this sentence!

A happy smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

"It's very simple. We provide two win-win solutions."

"Whether you choose to contribute money or effort, or both, I can assure you that this will definitely be a **** sale!"-

(I shouldn't stand... Nikkei is still 2K short of it, and it's cracked.)