This Game is Too Real

"What is the Spring Festival?"

"I don't know... I've heard of it for the first time."

"Maybe to celebrate the wave of war."

"possible."

The village of the Frostspear clan.

In the patriarch's house.

The men sat cross-legged in front of the patriarch, and you talked about the upcoming celebration in a word, discussing whether to follow those blue coats, and put red stickers and notes in the village.

I heard that doing so can bring prosperity and good luck.

Although I don't know the principle, since it is the experience of the blue coats, there is still some basis for 80%.

After all, they are so smart.

The patriarch Frostspear didn't speak, but he was seriously considering the suggestions of the people in his heart.

The celebration is the top priority in the tribe. A lively celebration is often the beginning of the prosperity of the people. His eldest son, Shuanglu, was found on the New Year’s Day celebration. His second son, Shuangshi, has just reached adulthood this year. At the age of getting married.

Six months ago, in order to avoid the war in the north and migrate here, they lost too many young adults. Now is the time to cultivate health and rest.

but…

It costs a lot of money to hold a celebration.

Unlike the Iron Axe tribe, which runs a textile factory, his neighbors came early and just in time for the recovery of the trade road. They made a lot of money from the textile business, and every family in the village built brick houses.

On my own side, most of them are a mix of brick and wood houses.

Frost Spear also wanted to lead the people to become rich, but it was useless to think about it, so he had to take action.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke.

"The celebration will be discussed for a while, and now there is a more important thing waiting for us to make a decision."

The crowd around the patriarch calmed down and waited for him to speak.

Frostspear paused and continued.

"A few days ago, the manager summoned me to discuss that he planned to allocate to us about 1,000 acres of wasteland north of the brick factory."

"I plan to open a ranch."

This is what the manager meant.

Hunting is no longer sufficient to fully maintain the residents' demand for meat, especially eggs and milk, which are difficult to obtain by hunting.

The residents of those shelters have an amazing obsession with eating.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this persistence that they could gnaw down the large wasteland on the north bank of Linghu Lake before spring ploughing in such a short period of time.

Hearing the words of the patriarch, many people showed surprised expressions on their faces.

One thousand acres of land!

It is equivalent to one kilometer long and six to seven hundred meters wide of land!

Although it is uncultivated wasteland, this piece of land is close to Linghu Lake and has sufficient water sources. And not only that, but also protected by long-term farms and refuges, so you don’t have to worry about the intrusion of large alien species and predators.

This kind of pie in the sky sounds like a dream to them.

"Praise the manager!"

"Is he really going to give us that piece of land?"

"Are there any other conditions? If it's the seller's business, I won't agree to it!"

This surprise was so sudden that everyone couldn't believe it.

Frost Spear understood their surprise very well.

Because he was the same at the beginning.

"There are no conditions. If the land is leased to us, the rent can be exempted for two years. After two years, as long as we can guarantee that the ranch will sell 100 cattle per month, the land rent of the year will be exempted. If the monthly yield can reach 200 heads, he will pay Promise to allocate a larger pasture to us."

In the manager's terms, this is called "agricultural subsidy."

However, in exchange, the agricultural products they produce cannot be sold to outside merchants. Up to 20% of their products can be reserved for collective consumption in the village or retailed to nearby local markets. The remaining 80% are all based on the purchase price set by the warehouse. The Changjiu Farm was purchased after approval.

There are no restrictions on what breeds of cattle to raise, after all, no one can say what they can buy.

But Shuangmao heard from his daughter Shuanghe that there are many cattle-raising farmers in the Jinchuan province to the south, not only the two-headed cows that solicit goods, but also the fast-growing beef cows and the dairy cows with high milk production.

It just so happened that recently the outpost seemed to be planning to set up a trade union, and he planned to hire a caravan to try his luck there.

In addition to cattle, other livestock such as pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, and geese also have similar subsidy policies.

The older elder pondered for a while and said.

"But we can't afford cows..."

"The generous administrator is willing to lend us half a million silver coins to buy livestock and fodder."

"Five hundred thousand?!"

The elder was shocked and looked at the patriarch in disbelief, "Master Manager... is he really willing to lend us so much?!"

If you sell them, you can't make half a million!

Everyone whispered one after another, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Frost Spear nodded seriously and said.

"I believe that the manager is not making fun of me. He is a very strict person. I have inquired from my daughter who works at the trading station. You can buy a cow from the merchants for about 4000 silver coins. If you bring some here, The specialty products go directly to the south to buy them. I heard it could be cheaper. Five rifles can be exchanged from the farmers there."

Five rifles, even if they are bought at the retail price, only cost 1,000 silver coins. I heard that they can get a 10% discount on large-scale purchases from the factory.

Glancing around at the crowd, Frost Spear seriously expressed his plan.

"We each have some manpower to build this pasture first. I will find a way to contact the farm in the south and see if I can exchange weapons from them for one or two hundred cows back. If conditions permit, we can still get back. Raise some sheep and pigs."

"With cattle and sheep, we will have a better life next year!"

Hearing the words of the patriarch, the faces of the people showed excitement and yearning.

They have obtained a stable abode and are able to trade their labor for food from the hands of the local lords. But if they can, of course they want to become as rich as the neighboring village and live in a house made of all bricks.

However, when everyone is optimistic, some people also expressed concern.

"Five hundred thousand silver coins are too much... If it doesn't, I worry that the manager will anger us."

"Yes... Even if the manager doesn't sin against us, I'm afraid they will expel us from here."

A young and middle-aged man earns three or four hundred silver coins for one month, and only five thousand for a year without food or drink.

Thousands of silver coins.

It is an astronomical figure for them.

Presumably for the manager, hundreds of thousands of silver coins must be a lot of money.

Seeing the worry on the faces of the tribe, Frost Spear smiled and said.

"I have also worried about the things you are worried about. The manager specially asked me to let us not put too much psychological burden on ourselves. Just let go of our hands and do our best. He will not blame us for taking over the debt."

Of course.

No one wants to really get there.

Frost Spear knew very well that if he really got to the point of filing for bankruptcy, even if the benevolent administrator would not blame him, he would be completely disappointed by the incompetence of him and other people.

The money is not a small sum.

If there is a similar opportunity, they will definitely lose their share.

Frost Spear had already made up his mind in his heart and must do this matter well.

Hearing the manager's promise that they would not be held accountable, the elderly man finally stretched his brows.

He didn't say anything any more, just sighed with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"...Thank you for his kindness."

For a dying old man, it doesn't matter whether money or not, watching his children comforting and growing up is already the greatest blessing.

Looking at the vigorous and hopeful faces, the old man couldn't bear to let them live a wandering life again.

Those days are too bitter.

Young people are not interested in what the elders are discussing, and most of the things in the village are rarely discussed with them.

In contrast, they are curious and are most interested in celebrations, work, new things, and topics between men and women.

In the wooden house next door.

Shuang Ye and Shuang Xue were pulling her sister who had returned from Changjiu Farm, and listened enthusiastically to what happened at work.

The trade station is very busy, working six days a week, from seven in the morning to seven in the evening, with only one-hour lunch break in between.

It takes 2 silver coins to take the shuttle bus back to the outpost. In order to save money, she usually lives in the staff dormitory of the trading station, and will return by bus on Saturday night.

Every time she came back, she and the two younger sisters couldn't finish talking, especially when she was watched by those two shiny eyes, she instantly felt that the fatigue of her whole body was healed.

Shuang Ye, who was dragging her cheeks with her hands, suddenly said when her sister talked about the interesting things and interesting people she met at the trading post.

"When is my sister going to take my brother-in-law home?"

Shuanghe smiled and stroked her little head.

"You have to be talented."

Shuangxue, who was sitting aside, asked curiously.

"Aren't you going to meet a lot of people there?"

Shuanghe made a helpless expression.

"It's all traders and mercenaries...it's impossible to find them."

Shuangxue nodded, seemingly understanding.

"Oh, forget it."

Business.

That's not a good person.

Although they didn't have many business contacts, they still had a little impression of the profession, although they were not good impressions.

Walking on the uninhabited wasteland, few are gentle and innocent people. The merchant is worried about being robbed by the poor and crazy refugees, and usually does not do business with them. The refugees are also afraid of the merchant and his guards, and seldom take the initiative to approach the past.

These people may have some money in their pockets, but few people envy them. These people are not only rude, rarely take a shower, but also never stay in one place for too long.

Not to mention the mercenaries.

Maybe there are good people.

But there are not many good people.

In Shuanghe's view, someone who can be her husband must at least have a stable job nearby.

Of course, it would be even better if it is a handsome shelter resident.

It's a pity that those people are too difficult to understand.

Shuang Ye sighed softly and muttered a little.

"It's great... I want to go to work, too."

The eldest brother Shuanglu and the second brother Shuangshi work in the hunter's union, and can earn more than three hundred silver coins a month, and occasionally they can bring some prey distributed by the union back to the village.

Their brave Sister Frosthe went to work at the trading station. Although the basic salary was not high, she took care of two meals a day, and it was said that there was a commission on the goods sold.

Shuangye also wants to go out to work, but she is not old enough.

Although according to tribal practice, they are considered adults at the age of 14, but the refuge has forcibly raised their adult standards for two years and requires all men and women under 16 to receive at least 6 hours of language and arithmetic literacy education a day.

Shuangye didn't quite understand why there were such strange rules. In short, according to her father's words, she was an adult last year, and this year she became a child again.

"Speaking of it, it seems that the outpost has recently established a trade union, and it is now recruiting people." Seeing his sisters' enviable expressions, Shuanghe's heart moved slightly and suddenly remembered this.

Shuangxue immediately asked curiously.

"do you have any requests?"

Shuanghe pursed his lips and thought about it seriously.

"The field staff have 6 months of work time each year, and they require rich field survival experience. Those who have already married will be given priority. The interior staff are mainly clerks and tellers, and they need about 20 people. The basic requirements are literacy and arithmetic. Bonus items are youth, good facial features, good image, patience, gentleness and generosity..."

"You are young and have good facial features, good looks and patience... and gentle and generous," the youngest Shuangye said in Nuonuo's mouth, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he looked at the second sister who was sitting on the side and looked up and down. .

Shuangxue's cheeks blushed slightly when she was seen by her sister.

"What do you see me doing?"

"I also think snow is the most suitable!"

Immediately understanding what the little sister meant, Shuanghe put his arms around Shuangxue's shoulders and said with a smile.

"Try it. If you don't try it, how can you know if it works? And I heard that the trade union is an organization directly in charge of the manager, and it is at the same level as the hunter union!"

"Excellent performance will definitely be reused!"

If she hadn't worked at the trading station for a while and didn't want to change jobs frequently, she would have liked to try it!

Shuangxue's cheeks are a little hot.

She thought of the embarrassment at the last New Year's party.

At that time, under the instigation of people, she also came forward for a while, plucked up the courage to step forward, and invited the manager to dance with her.

The respected manager is really a very kind person, and he is approachable, and he is so gentle even when he refuses to take office.

Even so, she was depressed for a while...

"Oh! The manager will take the responsibility!" Shuangye was obedient, looking at the second sister Shuangxue in her sister's arms with gleaming eyes, and said encouragingly, "Sister, go ahead, come on! "

Shuangxue couldn't care about her image anymore, blushing, rushed to pinch her sister's nest.

"You kid...what silly thing are you talking about!"

Shuang Ye was made to giggle.

The noise went on until the evening when the eldest brother and the second brother came back carrying a wild boar.

In the evening, Shuangxue thought for a long time, but finally mustered up the courage and rushed to the recruitment point on North Street to fill in the registration form before eight o'clock.

Probably because the writing was good and her temperament was not so barbarous compared to other nomads and refugees, her name appeared on the recruitment list the next day.

There were ten people on the first publicized list, all of whom were internal staff, and she was assigned to the front desk.

The daily salary is 13 silver coins, which is slightly higher than the Hunter’s Union, and the working hours are the same as those in the bank, from 8 in the morning to 6 in the evening.

The address of the Trade Union is located at the outpost, near the north gate. It is a three-story building that has been repaired before, and the sign has not been put up yet.

With excitement and anxiety, Shuangxue came to the trade union to receive induction training under the instructions of the recruiting staff.

However…

When she got here, she didn't see the manager.

Except for the other nine colleagues from Beit Street, Changjiu Farm, or the neighboring village, there is only one old man who doesn't seem to walk well.

Looking around the energetic and excited faces, Old Charlie, with his hands behind him, pondered for a while, and coughed slightly.

When everyone was quiet, he said in a calm voice.

"From today, you are the employees of the Trade Union."

"What you have to do is very simple, and that is to open up sales for our factories and open up invisible territory where we can see."

"I know you may not understand what I said, but don't worry, I will give you the specific things to do soon."

"Now I need you to remember, always smile at work, always be optimistic in the face of difficulties, complete everything earnestly, and make sure that every chapter you cover is worthy of your conscience."

"Your performance will be included in the file through the VM on your arm. Serious, good and reliable people will soon be promoted. But if you accept bribes, cheat for personal gains, or play tricks, we will soon see him in the labor camp. ."

"This is the task that the manager personally explained. I hope you can understand the weight of this sentence."

…

The trade union organization plays a very important role in Chu Guang's layout of the B round test, and it is even more important than the hunter union.

Otherwise he would not leave it to Old Charlie to do it.

The new mayor of Beit Street is voted by the people of the town and selected from candidates nominated by the street office. Those who can be nominated are people with management experience. A mature model has been formed there, and there is no big question of who is selected.

During his tenure, Charlie cultivated a lot of management talents.

Perhaps he guessed that one day he would be transferred, and he even arranged for the teacher who would teach the literacy class instead of himself.

At present, the industrial zone of the outpost has evolved from a single industrial chain model of “the No. 81 steel plant as the center and driving the development of multiple small arms workshops together” with the continuous efforts of the players and the aborigines to “multiple weapons workshops”. The new model of “providing all-round development of small and medium-sized factories with a pillar industry”.

The industrial zone continues to expand northward.

With the continuous input of external resources and the high production enthusiasm of players, the population of the northern suburbs alone is not enough to digest all the products of the industrial zone.

Although foreign merchants can take away some of them, they can't always wait for others to find the door. The caravan in the refuge must also pull a banner and go out for two steps.

There are many settlements for survivors on the wasteland.

Many small settlements like Beit Street can’t even get bullets out. They use bows and arrows, steel forks, iron-barreled rifles, and even front-loaded muskets.

Some larger settlements for survivors, due to insufficient inheritance of pre-war heritage, may be outrageous in some areas, but some areas have degraded to the pre-industrial revolution, or even primitive society.

Plowing the fields with bionics, cloned people as slaves, trebuchets launching miniature nuclear warheads, and black boxes as miracles for offering... There are too many similar things.

The products produced in Vault 404 may not be the most advanced, but they are definitely the most cost-effective. When you bring goods outside, you can also export a little bit of conscience from the northern suburbs by the way, and take advantage of the common yearning of human beings for a better life.

at dusk.

Chu Guang, who returned from the Changjiu Farm to the base, patrolled a circle. When passing by the door of the Trade Union, he happened to see Old Charlie who had just finished the induction training for the employees.

"How's it going?"

"Between sixteen and twenty-five years old, people who have received literacy education, I have chosen all those who can use it. I guess I can recruit thirty or forty." As he said, Old Charlie sighed softly and whispered. In one sentence, "We were established too late, and talents were picked away by other places."

Chu Guang: "Thank you!"

Old Charlie shook his head.

"It's hard to talk about hard work. It is also an unexpected surprise for me, a fallen wastelander, to be able to do something meaningful in the last moments of my life. Although I don't have much hope, but …Maybe you are different from us and everyone else."

After a pause, the old man continued in a playful tone.

"Everyone is very disappointed that they didn't see you. I feel that a lot of people are here for you. Do you really not show your face?"

Chu Guang said helplessly.

"Don't look at me as if I'm very free. I've been busy from morning until now, and it's only a little bit of time after dark."

Most people just worry about their work.

But as the manager of Vault 404, he has to take care of two worlds at the same time, and constantly switch between planning and NPC identities, as much as possible to take into account the different demands of two completely different groups.

It is equivalent to be a mother while being a father.

Thanks to the twenty-point intelligence, the players he personally selected were still worrying, otherwise Chu Guang suspected that he might not have come to this job.

He has no time to collect materials when he is too busy.

"understand."

Old Charlie nodded slightly, and then said, "But IMHO, you may need to think about the future path more than the details of how to go about each step."

This sentence was so cryptic that Chu Guang was not sure if what he understood was the same as what he wanted to express.

"for example?"

"You led your people to overcome barbarism, and then to overcome the wave that was considered invincible. In your opinion, this may be just a trivial matter, or a matter of course, but I can see the stormy waves that are set off in people’s hearts, You led them to create miracles."

Old Charlie said softly.

"From the market of Longjiu Farm to the alleys of Beit Street, people are talking about your achievements, and how the manager is so lucky, and I feel very lucky, proud and proud of living under your protection. ."

This flattering was caught off guard, even someone whose face was thicker than the door of the refuge could not help but cough lightly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

"You might think I'm flattering, but I'm talking about it very seriously."

Old Charlie paused, and continued with a serious look.

"Your residents are very proud, but also very distressed. They don't know how to call themselves... The people in Boulder ridiculed them as the hillbillies in the northern suburbs, the rats running around in the ruins. They knew they were not, but they couldn't think of it. What the **** is myself."

"Some people live in Beit Street, some live in the outpost, and some live in the industrial zone, or the village at the west gate of the Changjiu Farm... They have never been to the shelter, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com of course Not a resident of Vault 404."

"When facing a common crisis, people will naturally unite together, but they must have the name to continue to unite."

Chu Guang thoughtfully.

"I probably understand what you mean."

In fact, he has considered this matter for a long time.

The new version is not only a new version for the players, but also a new page for the survivors in the northern suburbs.

Old Charlie nodded.

"Whether you plan to be the emperor of the empire or the chief of the alliance, you'd better think of a name or title for yourself."

"People need a name that can unite together, and a rightful identity. No matter what it is, something is better than nothing."

"This celebration is a great opportunity!"