This Game is Too Real

"Hello, Mr. Dulong, the honorable head of the City Hall of Boulder City, I am the lord of Dawn City—"

"Luca."

Refuge B4 floor, browsing room.

Luca in a formal suit is sitting on the sofa.

On the coffee table in front of him, there is a holographic computer pen, and the light blue light beams interweave above the coffee table, forming a three-dimensional imaging cone.

Through the light blue tapered surface, you can see the bay window of the office of the director of the city hall of the boulder city, and the director sitting at the desk.

"Dawn City Lord..." Duron frowned slightly, "Where's your manager?"

If the news is correct, he remembers that the highest authority in the alliance should be the manager.

What the **** is the Lord of Dawn City?

And this Luca...

That old, weathered face was more like a peasant than a city lord.

What the **** are the managers of the new alliance working on!

He didn't understand a bit.

Not taking the change in Mr. Dulong's attitude to heart, Luca continued in a gentle tone according to what the manager explained.

"Our manager is inspecting Dawn City and may not be able to come back to Qingquan City in a short time. Because the communication situation there is somewhat unsatisfactory, in order to show his respect and importance to you, he entrusted me to hold this telephone conversation with you. ."

"When the manager explained this to me, he specifically asked me that Boulder City is a neighbor of the alliance and a friend of the alliance, so I must show our friendship during the meeting."

For this high-sounding wording, Dulong's face showed a hint of imperceptible disapproval. .

friend?

Does Boulder need that?

He originally wanted to say, "Since your manager is not here, let's wait for him to come back and talk about it", but thinking that it might take a long time, he swallowed this sentence again.

It doesn't matter to him, it's a big deal to wait, but the matter explained by the Lord of the Stone City can't wait that long.

Duron was certain that if the New Alliance planes reappeared in Boulder's airspace, the anti-aircraft guns would fire.

If this friction turns into a war, he can be sure that the northern suburbs will be turned into a scorched earth, and the militia regiments will use steel and cement to seal the group of blue gophers in their shells forever, but the outside of Boulder City will be forever sealed. The city will undoubtedly suffer great losses.

Maybe Mr. Fang Ming didn't care what it became, just like the inner city never cared about the life of the residents in the outer city.

However, Duron could not ignore it.

Not because he is kind-hearted.

But he is very clear that the nobles in the inner city are his masters, but the factory owners and chambers of commerce bosses in the outer city are his foundation.

"Since you think we are friends, then I hope that your planes will not appear in the airspace of friends' houses in the future. Your planes have appeared on our radar. This time our soldiers maintained restraint, but next time it may not be so. already."

Luca looked at him and said.

"This is a reasonable request. I want to know what your airspace is?"

Duron said bluntly.

"The area of ​​the Fifth Ring Road in Qingquan City is our airspace, bounded by the Ring Road."

"It's impossible," Luca shook his head. "Dawn City is also part of the Fifth Ring of Qingquan City. We will respect your security needs, but it must be on the premise of not sacrificing our own security."

Duron raised the volume.

"Mr. Luca, I'll cut to the chase. This is the request of our city lord. Do you understand the meaning of the word request?"

Luca smiled faintly.

"Of course I understand, but our managers have said that if we make concessions on the issue of airspace today, we will have to compromise on the issue of territory tomorrow. We can ensure that our aircraft will not enter the Qingquan City West Ring Road, and only limited to this."

Duron raised his eyebrows slightly.

As if he heard something interesting, he said with a smile.

"Territory? What's the use of that **** I want of you?"

Figure that one or two thousand acres of land?

How many dilapidated houses are there?

That would be too underestimated for them.

Luca replied in a lukewarm tone.

"Our place is a little broken, but we're happy with our home."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Duron's tone.

"Don't you think that you are qualified to negotiate terms with us by winning a few primitive people with fire sticks."

It was beyond Duron's expectations.

The old man in front of him actually nodded.

This made him even wonder if he was wrong.

"Certainly, I have no doubt that we qualify."

Looking at the head of the city hall, Luca continued as a matter of course, "Actually, I'm negotiating terms with 'you' now, aren't I?"

When he said this, he bit the word "you" very hard.

Dulong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He suddenly felt a little uncertain.

"What's the meaning?"

Luca said calmly.

"It doesn't matter. Your army is strong, but we are not weak. Boulder may be able to defeat us in a head-on battle, but we can guarantee that our opponents will pay a heavy price."

"And the price must be 'you'."

This sentence deeply hurt Dulong.

The neglect of the inner city and the outer city has a long history, and everyone knows it well, and he is no exception. He had no doubt that if there was a war, they would be cannon fodder.

Just like every wave.

But so what?

Do you need a "wastelander" to remind you of this kind of thing?

Dulong sat up straight and laughed in anger.

"Are you threatening me?"

The atmosphere at the negotiating table instantly dropped to freezing point.

Luca was equally nervous in his heart.

However, he did not write his emotions on his face.

Before the negotiation started, the manager had explained to him that in no case should he show timidity or panic, and he should remain calm at all times.

The strength of the other party is very strong. From their standpoint, "coercion" will become a convenient option, because security issues are the "pain point" of the vast majority of survivors' settlements.

Although Boulder City is the spiritual licking dog of the ideal city, after all, they are not rich enough to support themselves, so there will be no so-called moral cleanliness.

Repeatedly jumping near the opponent's baseline is dangerous, but acting too weakly can be deadly.

Grasp the pain point of the other party, stop before the other party feels pain, give up part of the appeal appropriately, and find a range that allows each other to feel acceptable.

That's what negotiation is all about.

Looking at Duron, Luca said slowly.

"Of course not, Mr. Minister, we sincerely hope that we can live in a friendly and peaceful way. This world has enough tragedies, xenomorphs, slime molds, mutants, cultists, and predators... The fire of civilization is lingering under the savage shroud, and living in such an era, we are really very, very reluctant to go to that last step.”

After a pause, Luca continued.

"...But sometimes, even very, very reluctantly, we have to let others know that we are not frightened, and that the land we cultivate is not given by people."

"Therefore, rather than a threat, I would prefer that you interpret my previous remarks as a response to the threat of war."

Duron's eyes have been narrowed to a slit, staring intently at Luca in the hologram.

He is thinking.

also weighing.

The talks fell silent.

Luca waited patiently.

At this moment, Dulong suddenly blurted out a sentence that had nothing to do with the negotiation itself.

"You came up with these words yourself, or were your managers asked you to say them."

Luca replied without hesitation.

"Is there a difference? The manager's will is both the alliance's will and my will."

Dulong didn't say anything, just stared at the old man and looked at it thoughtfully for a while.

After about half a minute, he said slowly.

"I don't agree with your sophistry about the 'threat of war'."

After the conversation changed, he continued.

"But I admit to your other sentence, there are enough tragedies in this world, we don't need to add meaningless grief."

"For the sake of the future relationship, I think we need to talk openly and honestly."

Hearing this sentence, Luca finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I think so too."

...

Although the arrogant attitude of the other party has not changed in any way, being willing to solve the problem through dialogue is at least a good start.

Next comes the bargain.

Duron thinks this is his area of ​​expertise. After all, he was a businessman before he became mayor of the city hall.

However, what he didn't expect was that the opponent's ability to mess around was not inferior to him at all.

At least not as foolish as he thought.

"...The area of ​​the South Third Ring Road in Qingquan City belongs to our airspace, and we need to fight against the tide! What's more, our air force has shared some of the pressure for you, which is also good for you!"

"Your air force? Oh, just those paper planes? You might as well hire our planes directly. It's not like you haven't hired them anyway. I can give you a 20% discount."

"Yes, we are paper airplanes, so why should you worry about us threatening your safety? Can't you even have paper airplanes in your heart?"

"...South Fourth Ring Road to South Fifth Ring Road, this is our bottom line! At the same time, I need your promise that the border of the new alliance will not continue to expand south."

"We can stop expanding south, but in exchange, I ask you to stop the ban on the sale of new alliance goods, and we haven't banned the sale of your goods, have we?"

"The last one is impossible. The ban on the sale of LD-47 is a requirement of the "Boulder City Military Industry". I can only promise not to add an import and export restriction list in fields other than the "military industry"."

These conditions have met the expectations of the negotiation, but Luka nodded his head in embarrassment.

"Alright, then keep the status quo."

Du Long breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense expression finally stretched into a smile.

"I'm glad we came to an agreement."

Verbal agreements do not count.

The two parties will then sign a specific agreement.

As for the location of the signing, Duron asked for it to be done at the city hall of Boulder City, and invited him to visit Boulder City.

Regarding such trivial matters as the signing location, Luka did not insist much under the manager's instruction, and readily agreed to his request.

In addition to airspace and trade issues, the two sides also discussed cooperation in various fields and reached consensus.

After the communication was over, Luca reached out and turned off the holographic computer. The whole person seemed to have taken off tens of thousands of pounds of wrapping, and leaned on the sofa and let out a long breath.

"Good job!"

Hearing the applause coming from the door of the browsing room, Luca immediately got up from the sofa and placed his right fist respectfully on his left chest.

"Master Manager."

"No need to be polite, sit down."

motioned to Luca to sit down.

Chu Guang sat on the sofa opposite and looked at him with satisfaction.

To be honest, when I rescued him, I didn't think about it at all, it was purely out of an accidental kindness.

In addition, I happened to need an honest and obedient person to help manage the warehouse, and by the way inquired about something I didn't understand, so I took out a chip and bribed the execution farm guard.

At that time, Chu Guang didn't expect much from him.

If nothing else, his greatest achievement in his life is probably to help the outpost of the new alliance manage the warehouse.

Like Guo Niu, Guo Ma and other liberated serfs who also joined the new alliance very early.

However, Old Luca's performance at work was beyond Chu Guang's expectations.

Not only loyalty, but also the precise understanding of his own orders, as well as the characteristics of hard work and hard work, far exceeded Chu Guang's initial expectations.

Although he was a serf, he was less flexible, but compared to other wastelanders, this flaw was not harmful at all.

Now it seems that that chip is simply too worth it.

"I have to trouble you to go to Boulder City later."

"No trouble, it's my honor to serve you." Luca said respectfully.

Chu Guang smiled.

After a pause, he restrained his joking expression and continued speaking in a serious tone.

"In addition, when you come back from Boulder City with an agreement that symbolizes friendship, you will be the lord of Dawn City."

Hearing this sentence, Luca was blindfolded.

The Lord of Dawn City?

Doesn't that mean it's just a negotiating title?

Luca said with sincerity.

"My lord, but I—"

Knowing what he wanted to say, Chu Guang interrupted him.

"Okay, I've made up my mind! I can see your ability, and no one is more suitable for this position than you."

Originally, Luka had been taking care of the Changchang Farm.

As for origin.

In Chu Guang's view, it is not a problem at all.

Rather, it can become a banner for propaganda.

In the new alliance, equality is not a slogan. As long as he can prove his ability and loyalty to the alliance, he can become the lord of the settlement even from humble beginnings.

good.

Chu Guang became more and more satisfied with his arrangement.

When he looks back, he takes time to write a news release that can make people's blood boil, and throw it to the people on the Union Radio to promote it.

Although he still had some concerns about his ability to perform this important task, seeing that the manager had chosen him so firmly, old Luca said nothing, but silently hid his gratitude in his heart.

After taking a moment to calm down, he looked at the manager and said seriously.

"My lord... there is one thing I don't quite understand, can I ask you something."

"What's up."

"Boulder City...Why are they obsessed with the airspace of Qingquan City?" Luca had a hint of confusion in his eyes, "They obviously didn't take our plane seriously at all."

That kind of indifference can't be hidden.

That city hall minister even used the term "paper planes" to describe the Alliance's flying machines.

Although he was angry, Luca had to admit that this arrogance was not without reason.

The aircraft of Boulder City may not be enough to look at in front of the enterprise, but it is a product of the pre-war era. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the big guy with a full sense of science fiction is not in the same rank as the small plane of the new alliance.

"It's good you can think of that."

Looking at the slowly enlightened old Luca, Chu Guang nodded approvingly, "The reason is actually very simple, because you are right, what they really care about is not the airspace at all."

Luca was stunned.

I kind of don't understand what this means.

Chu Guang did not explain immediately, but reached out and gently pressed the holographic computer pen.

The city map of Qingquan City was projected in the light blue cone of light, and I saw a few intermittent green dots flashing on the edge of the three-ring line.

"Because the city center of Qingquan is their real core of interests."

"Variant slime molds, evolutionary bodies, ancient battlefields, and equipment left over from the pre-war era... One piece cannot restore the entire puzzle, but countless pieces piled together can always restore something useful."

A look of surprise appeared on Luca's face.

"If you say that, isn't that wave..."

Chu Guang nodded.

"It may not be a complete disaster for them."

"Our researchers have been studying the evolution of the last wave that spread to the northern suburbs, both in biology and engineering. It's just that we started too late, even though we have good researchers, the progress Still far behind them."

Looking at Luca with a stunned expression on his face, Chu Guang said slowly.

"Like you said, they don't care about our plane at all, because that thing doesn't even bother them."

"Their real purpose is probably to limit our access to their treasures."

...

On the other side, Boulder City Hall.

Dulong, who hung up the phone, let out a long breath.

At the same time, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The planes of the new alliance will no longer enter their core area of ​​interest, and the esteemed city master will definitely be satisfied with this result.

The LD series of weapons are still on the list of restricted imports, the trade between the two sides will not be affected, and the military industry group will not make irresponsible remarks about him.

As for other fields outside the military industry?

What does it have to do with him?

What's more, trade itself is a good thing for both parties, and Boulder can buy cheaper consumer goods and industrial raw materials, which is not a bad thing.

In Dulong's view, he just took out a little bit of honey in exchange for a result that made all parties happy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but praise himself in his heart.

I'm a genius!

In the past, when Boulder City looked around, I couldn't find a decent opponent in the southern part of the entire river valley province, and the Great Rift Valley in the north was too far away, and everyone looked down on each other.

He sits in the city hall office every day, either stamping or dozing off, and few people take him seriously.

Now finally someone can set off his ingenuity!

At this time, a voice from the side interrupted his thoughts.

"Mr. Director."

"What's the matter?" Looking at his deputy Jaeger, Dulong said amiably in a good mood.

"I don't understand, why are we talking so much nonsense with a group of scavengers?" Jaeger's face showed a hint of displeasure. "Their population is not even as large as our slums."

The city was crowded with people who wanted to enter the city.

Even the dirt flowing out of the city is enough to feed tens of thousands of people.

Negotiating with them made him feel unhappy.

Dulong guessed what was on his mind, and also figured out how to answer this question.

"They're not as strong as us, but they're not as weak as we thought. Do you remember the look in that person's eyes just now?"

Jaeger chuckled lightly.

"Can eyes kill?"

Duron said softly.

"No, but it's not easy to get them to submit. Isn't it bad to negotiate to solve the problem? If we really fight, we will be the cannon fodder again."

"Besides, the Lord City Lord's request was to keep their planes away from the Fourth Ring Road in Qingquan City. We not only completed the task, but also exceeded it."

Patting his deputy on the shoulder, he continued with a beaming smile.

"Be happy, don't hang your face."

...

Qingquan City, on the edge of the South Third Ring Road.

The slanting sunset stretches the shadow of the viaduct pier.

Night is about to fall, and the predators wandering in this area are gradually becoming manic and becoming more aggressive.

Shops along the street not far from the viaduct.

Crouching on the edge behind the window and paddling, an assault rifle in hand, carefully monitoring the street outside the bunker.

In addition to him, there are nine teammates hiding nearby.

The alien corpses lying on the street, and the dense bullet holes on the walls, told the fierceness of the previous battle.

Four hours ago, he and the team received a task to walk to the edge of the Third Ring Road in the south of Qingquan City to pick up the Niu Ma team that was withdrawn from the "new map".

After a fierce exchange of fire, they successfully cleared the street of the alien species.

However, seeing that dusk is about to fall, more and more alien species begin to spread from nearby buildings to the street, and it is difficult to say how long the tranquility at this moment can be maintained.

The construction site boy and Brick, who were holding the machine gun, suddenly muttered something.

"It won't be free again."

Hearing this, Kakarot glared at him.

"Less crow's mouth!"

Debt Big Eyes gave a look to the edge brother next to him.

"How long?"

The edge of the water was about to answer, when suddenly there was movement at the intersection.

Everyone's nerves were instantly tense, and the weapons in their hands were aimed at the past.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly came

"It's me, don't get angry."

Looking at the man who appeared at the intersection, he was slightly stunned by the edge of the water, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face.

"Fuck!? Old Bai?"

"How did you become like this?"

At this moment, the situation of Lao Bai can only be described by the word embarrassment.

In his left hand he was holding a parcel wrapped in a parachute, and in his right hand a blood-stained rifle. Not only was the chemical protective suit gone, but his body was covered in mud, and there was a piece of bulletproof vest hanging on his chest that was almost burned through. hole.

The whole person is like rolled out of hell.

Facing everyone's astonished gaze, Lao Bai gave a wry smile.

"...Something happened."

What is this called a little bit? !

Everyone looked at each other.

Forget about quitting smoking, Lao Bai Fangchang and the others are already the ceiling of the full-service combat power.

What is the situation, even these guys are so troublesome!

The debtor swallowed his saliva.

"……What about the rest?"

Old Bai did not speak.

At this time, Fang Chang's voice came from behind him.

"died."

With a heavy expression on his face, Fang Chang's condition is similar to that of Lao Bai, and he also has a gray face.

He probably lost his rifle. He was holding a mechanical arm tied to the VM in his right hand, and half of his shoulders hung from the **** interface, which looked shocking.

The edge paddle recognizes the guy.

It seems to be the arm of the wind...

"No matter what, the mission is always completed."

He threw the **** package on the ground~www.readwn.com~ Lao Bai raised his arm and wiped the mud and sweat on his forehead, "This thing... please help me carry it, I really have no energy."

"What the **** is this?"

The construction site boy and Brick stepped forward, opened the package curiously and glanced at it, and found a pile of strange parts and dark red mushrooms lying inside.

Many of the mushroom blocks with exposed tentacles are still slowly wriggling, like freshly cut beef.

"The wreckage of the evolutionary body, the ghost knows what it is."

Sitting on the hood of the old car, Fang Chang looked at the fungus in the hands of the construction worker, and reminded him kindly.

"You'd better not rummage around with your hands... That's how our quit smoking brother died."

Chapter 345 You are the lord of Dawn City!

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