This Game is Too Real

   Chapter 410 "Dividing the spoils" and rewarding meritorious deeds!

  Boulder City.

  The conference room on the third floor of the city hall, the long conference table is silent, only the soot that shakes from time to time and the nicotine that never disperses.

The    Legion is gone.

   Or rather, he ran with his tail between his legs, and he probably didn’t care about the River Valley Province for a long time.

  This is a happy thing.

However……

   The people sitting at the conference table were completely unhappy.

   At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was so solemn that it didn't look like a meeting, but rather like a funeral.

   The only thing that was out of tune with the funeral-like atmosphere was probably the brown shirt that Duron was wearing under the black jacket.

   It wasn't until he was sitting here that he realized that he had put it on the wrong way, but it was too late to change, so he could only fiddle with the collar of his coat with his hands.

   The meeting continued from late midnight to dawn.

   Struggle to support his heavy eyelids, Dulong once again quietly glanced at the people at the conference table, trying to read some changes in their positions from their expressions.

   Yet there is still no clue.

   In order to ease the stiff atmosphere on the conference table, he cleared his throat and said in a euphemistic tone.

   "...At least, he didn't lie to us."

   Seeing that no one interrupted him, Duron continued.

   "There wasn't a single bullet last night...even if the shells fell on our huge wall, and the ammunition they fired was undoubtedly a shell."

   "I don't think we need to be overly nervous. The Alliance is a very friendly neighbor, and they have always cared about their relationship with us."

When    said these words, Dulong kept his posture very low, and used the tone of solicitation. After all, there are not many people sitting here with a lower status than him.

Except for Melvin, the president of the Boulder City Bank, and Jaeger, the deputy minister who always does not deal with himself, the rest are either nobles in the inner city or officers in the militia...and these latter talents are the real Boulder City. 's nobility.

   In contrast, he is more like the servant of the Lord of the City, taking care of his "non-core business" butler.

   The people at the conference table exchanged glances and whispered a few words.

   The expressions of several inner city nobles loosened a little, and they felt that what he said seemed to make sense. After all, the Alliance did not take the initiative to provoke them, and sold them a lot of interesting gadgets, enriching their day and night.

  Only the man in the militia uniform still had a stern face, staring at Dulong with no change in his expression, and snorted coldly as an answer.

   "Oh? So we have to thank them?"

  His name is Weilun, he is the captain of the 1,000th member of the Boulder City Militia Regiment, a veteran aristocrat in the inner city, and at the same time the toughest hardliner to deal with.

  Although isolation is the consensus of the residents of the inner city of Stone City, how to isolate and how to isolate is something that can be discussed.

   "You misunderstood, that's not what I meant."

  Dulong sighed softly, looked at the officer with a headache, and continued.

"Let's look at the problem objectively, that airship...or that 400mm main gun, in the hands of the Alliance, is better than the Legion, isn't it? Even those people in the northern suburbs are a group of country bumpkins, playing with mud cracks. Claw crabs are also relatively civilized ones."

   The officer narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.

   "You mean I'm not objective enough?"

   Duron: "..."

   Seeing that the meeting reached a deadlock again, Malvin, who was sitting at the corner of the long table, coughed softly and said in a rounded tone.

   "I think Mr. Minister should want to express that compared with half a month ago, the situation we are facing has improved a lot, and there is no need to frown like this."

   Seeing his ally speak, Dulong immediately took his words.

   "That's what I meant."

   Sitting next to Wei Lun, an officer in charge of city defense suddenly sighed.

   "Automated anti-aircraft firepower, hundreds of artillery pieces... The big horned deer **** is on top, how did they break through that thing."

  Last night at 7:58, the Alliance put off fireworks for an hour and two minutes, and the anti-aircraft guns and missiles on the giant wall were also loaded and put on standby all night.

   If the dense fireworks were replaced by shells fitted with proximity fuzes, there would be no planes in Boulder that would successfully take off.

   After all, a fighter with vertical take-off and landing, even if it can switch the fixed-wing mode, it needs a distance of more than ten kilometers to complete the acceleration.

  Before this, it didn't take very sophisticated technology to shoot it down, a salvo of broadside firepower was enough.

   There is no doubt that the hillbillies in the northern suburbs are showing them their poor muscles in the name of celebration.

  Thinking of this, the officer couldn't help but grit his teeth and curse in his heart.

   It was just a fluke victory over the Legion, and he showed off his might in front of them.

   This villain's proud face...

   Too bad!

   "I still have that opinion," Wei Lun said blankly, "We should tighten our aid to them! Immediately!"

   Duron sighed.

"for example?"

  Weilun said without hesitation.

   "Loans moratorium! Suspend trade with the North!"

  Duron is not at all surprised that he would say so, these gangsters of the militia have no idea that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive.

   He was about to say something.

   However, before he could speak, a man in luxurious clothes said everything he wanted to say.

   "The last one is unrealistic. What you eat, wear, and use...all come from trade between us and other survivor settlements."

  Dulong glanced at this person, he recognized this person, his name was Sid, he was a famous nobleman in the inner city, and he was also the major shareholder behind the Weijia business.

  This guy's property is not only in the Weijia business, but not only in the Boulder City, including the farm in the south and the mercenary group raised there, he has his shares, and his family background is so thick that it is difficult to calculate with chips.

   At the same time, Duron also noticed the devil silk clothes on him, and the leather shoes made of Death Claw leather on his feet.

   In a sense, what he said was indeed correct, his food and clothing expenses did come from trade with the outside world.

  Sid's voice just fell, and another nobleman from the inner city, who was also not low-ranking, opened his mouth and said.

"That's right, and it's not realistic to suspend trade with one party alone! After the giant wall, those caravans won't let you know where they went. Even if you close the door to the north, even if you only leave the door to the south , as long as the business in the northern suburbs is still profitable, they will run around in a big circle."

  Weilun's brows twitched.

   Although his attitude is still tough, he may also realize that his words have not gone through his brain, so he changed his mouth and made a slight concession.

   "Forget about trade, at least that loan must be stopped!"

   He knew the money was in the Boulder Bank.

   It is easy to stop the loan, and you can freeze hundreds of millions of chips with just the touch of a finger.

  The nobles didn't have any objections. Anyway, the alliance's money bag had nothing to do with them. However, just when Wei Lun's face was about to show a smile, the bank president, Malvin, coughed dryly and suddenly said.

   "About this...I also have something to say."

   Seeing everyone looking at him, he continued.

"Those loans are not so much aid to them as to ourselves. The residents of Boulder can't afford to buy our stuff, and if we suspend loans to the Union, at least more than half of the factories will be So it closed down.”

   Hearing this, Sid hurriedly said.

   "That can't be done! Loans can't be stopped!"

   A group of nobles nodded in agreement, expressing almost the same opinion.

   "That's right!"

   "The idea of ​​​​stopping loans is simply too stupid! Our factories have already started work, and their loans have been stopped. Who will pay the workers!"

   "Even if we have to stop, we have to wait for those hillbillies to settle the payment!"

   Seeing more and more allies on his side, Malvin breathed a sigh of relief and continued to strike while the iron was hot.

   "I think so too. The economy that has been stagnant for a century is finally showing signs of recovery. We can't let it stop there...at least not now."

   The officer sitting next to Weilun couldn't help clenching his fists and scolded.

   "Do you just watch them grow bigger?"

  Duron said softly.

   "I have to say about this, their power is indeed growing, but we are also becoming stronger."

"If nothing else, let's just say that the three thousand mercenaries who were hired to fight on the front line, except for those who died and those who stayed there, at least one or two thousand came back... They are all soldiers who have gone to the battlefield, aren't they? The kind of battlefield that cleans slime mold is a hot battle of firepower and firepower confrontation, we can recruit them and train them as grassroots officers!"

   He had always dreamed that City Hall would have its own armed forces, and now was undoubtedly the best chance.

  Seeing Weilun lost in thought, Dulong felt a little joy in his heart, but before he could be happy, his ally Malvin suddenly betrayed him.

"Regarding the expansion of the military...I don't think that is necessary. We just need to ensure that we have the ability to destroy each other with our neighbors. They depend on us financially, and will depend on us even more in the future, and those loans are around their necks. Chains on ... it's more effective than military expansion."

joke.

  Once the army expands, it means increasing taxes. City Hall doesn't care, he can't care less.

  The residents of the outer city are almost drained, and the oil and water can’t be fried at all. It is only because of the recent increase in jobs, the situation has improved a little.

   Where the money will come from is obvious.

   Ignoring Dulong's frantic look at him, Malvin continued.

   "If our city lord has no plans to expand his territory, raising so many troops will only be a burden for us."

  The nobles sitting at the conference table also nodded.

   Most of them own properties in the city. If the army expands, it will inevitably lead to tax increases, which will further increase their operating costs.

   At least on this matter, their position is the same as that of Boulder City Bank.

  Weilun frowned.

   He can ignore the opinions of Duron and that Malvern Governor, but he can't ignore the nobles sitting here.

  Two centuries of intermarriage have left the inner city's power structure intertwined.

   Especially those old-fashioned aristocrats, many of them did not spend money to buy "tickets" to enter the inner city, but were in the original building from the beginning.

   Some of them maintain the operation of the "core business" of the Lord of the City, and some operate the assets of the distant world, and even the Lord of the City will listen to their opinions.

   At least selectively listen.

   At this time, Malvin coughed lightly and said in a rounded tone again.

   "In fact, don't worry too much, our neighbors are very trustworthy..."

   After a moment's pause, he continued.

"Just yesterday, the staff sent by the manager sent us 12 boxes of treasure. Those are all the collections of General McClen, and the valuation given by my professional evaluation team is 8 to 9.6 million chips. ... the money will be used as an advance to repay interest for the next three years."

   Before he finished speaking, his eyes instantly warmed when he saw the nobles.

   Especially shareholders of Boulder City Bank.

   Although these treasures go into the vaults of the bank and are not directly related to them, these treasures will soon appear in the auction.

   Chips are just numbers to them, and the money they spend can keep their value forever, whether it’s the purchase of real estate, rare metals, exotics from the ideal city, or treasures from the pre-war era.

  The Legion Captain's Collection...

   will not disappoint them.

   The atmosphere at the conference table suddenly became lively. The excited chatter and the sleepless faces caught Du Long and Wei Lun sitting at the table by surprise.

   "I didn't expect those hillbillies to be so generous."

   "This is not called generosity, this is the interest that should be paid to us!"

   A noble said with emotion.

   "War... The money comes so quickly."

   Looking at the nobles chatting excitedly, Malvin breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

   It seems that this card is played at the right time...

  …

   If there is anyone who cannot accept the termination of the financial cooperation with the alliance, it is undoubtedly the Boulder City Bank.

  The bankruptcy of the factory in the Boulder City will make the nobles in the inner city feel uncomfortable and unable to eat, and even live a period of hardship, but it will not hurt their bones.

   But Malvern is different.

  His bank was not only a creditor of the Alliance, but also lent money to factories in Boulder, allowing those factory owners to expand production.

  If the alliance's loans are frozen, those factories will not be able to receive their accounts, and they will not be able to pay his money. Large-scale bad debts will instantly detonate systemic risks.

   That is, liquidity dries up.

   Those hillbillies in the northern suburbs are very cunning. As soon as they got the loan, they signed a lot of orders with the factory in Boulder City, and the production task was even scheduled for next year.

  Melvin is only now realizing why the representatives of the alliance are so quick to sign the contract, including the inability to use spot transactions, including the scope of use of chips, including the establishment of custody accounts, and a series of unequal treaties have all agreed.

  Dare these guys thought about it from the beginning, they should tie him to their chariot.

   There is no doubt that he is the richest man in the city, but not all his money is his own, and a large part of it is placed with him by others.

   Including the residents of the outer city, the nobles of the inner city, and even the city lord. In addition to private accounts, there are taxes from the city hall, and military expenses for the militia.

   If this goes wrong...

   is not something that can be solved by burning a few ledgers and killing a few people.

  Thinking of the series of consequences, Malvern felt a little bit dumbfounded while having a headache.

   He, who has never been to the alliance, was forced to become a half-alliance person, and even had to withstand the pressure from the inner city for the alliance...

   But he couldn't quit.

  Because those people gave too many benefits...

  The meeting was over, and we finally returned home.

   Sitting on the soft sofa, Malvin rubbed his sore eye bags and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

   "These cunning skunks..."

  Alisa, who was reading the newspaper, tilted her head.

"dad?"

   "It's nothing...my good daughter," Malvin immediately put on a gentle expression and fondly patted his daughter's fluffy hair, "Dad is just a little tired, just rest for a while."

  Alyssa blinked, Bingxue said intelligently.

   "Because of the war?"

"It doesn't count, but it's a bit related..." Malvin sighed and said to himself wearily, "The ideal situation is that the Alliance takes our money and fights both sides of the Legion, so that we can While doing business with the league that asks us, let the league do what we want."

   "But there was an accident, and they got the airship." Alicia thought thoughtfully.

   glanced at the newspaper in her hand, and Malvin nodded with a smile.

   "That's right...they got the airship, and they set off fireworks to tell us that they had fixed that thing, and even played a little...these sly little foxes."

   "Isn't it a skunk?"

   "Cough," Malvin coughed dryly, "Don't imitate Daddy's words... By the way, what am I doing with these boring things."

He doesn't want his cute little daughter to think about those annoying things. His two sons are very good people, one is familiar with business in the inner city, and the other is traveling in the ideal city. He can safely entrust the future of the family to them .

  Melvin yawned.

   "It's getting late, your music teacher should be here soon... You'd better put the newspaper away, or your mother will see it and she'll be upset again."

  Alyssa made a helpless expression and put down the newspaper in her hand.

"All right……"

   That voice was full of reluctance,

   She dragged the last syllable long...

  …

   Before dawn in the wasteland.

The    night celebration has come to an end, but the liveliness of the forum continues.

   And the cause of everything is naturally because of the announcement of the dog planning Aguang's release.

  【The "Battle of Ruigu City" campaign rewards have been distributed, and the lottery event is open for a limited time, please exchange your points for prizes in time! 】

  【The "Ten Thousand Miles of Yellow Sand" expansion pack is officially launched. In order to consolidate the fruits of victory, we will support our neighbors and drive the legions that spread chaos and plague to the west of the desert! 】

  【Expedition Army registration is open! (Remarks: Only combat occupations are counted, and life occupation players don’t have to worry, and there will be exclusive expansion-related tasks released in the future.)]

  Tail: "Oooo! The Golden Legend! (ω

   Roshan Da Momo: "!!! What did you draw?"

  Tail: "Wait a minute, wait for me to talk to Kang Kang first! (ω

  Quit Smoking: "???"

  Siss: "Oh, as expected of Awei, the first floor is more important than the lottery! (￣▽￣

   Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "I'm crying, I'm in Luoxia Province... I can't get the prize I've drawn."

  I am the darkest: "It's okay pangolin, we'll use it for you first! (funny

   Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Fuck off! Don't move! I'll use it back! (Angry

  Quit Smoking: "Where's Fang Chang! The new expansion pack is out!"

  Irena: "What about the analysis? What about the commentary? Why hasn't it come out yet! Didn't you have enough to eat? (funny

  Yaya: "Yun Planning is time to go to work!"

  The fleeing mole rat in the canyon: "Damn... This guy won't dare to bubble after winning the first prize!"

   Spring Water Commander: shivering.jpg

   Debt and big eyes: "Grass! Dogecoin European Emperor is out! (Angry

   Construction site teenager and Brick: "What did you get and tell me honestly! (Angry

Commander    Spring Water: "Ahem... lollipop."

   Construction site boy and Brick: "Hahahaha! Chicken!"

  Tengteng: "You...you really believe what he said. (Squint eyes

  Ye Shi: "Come on, Fang Chang's dog has really disappeared... Damn it, it's time to arrive in a few minutes. See you online, brothers!"

  Old Bai: "See you online. (Show your teeth

   Gale: squint smile

   Picking up trash at level 99: "Ow ooh!!! Assemble at the gate of No. 117 of the sewer mission! The bus will leave on time at 7 o'clock, and come quickly if you brush the sequence level!"

  “…”

   Looking at the noisy little players on the forum, Chu Guang was also sincerely happy for them.

  Although he was bleeding profusely this time, the Alliance spent the expected budget for a whole year in just one month, but his little players gained a lot.

  The rewards for the vast majority of players are above 2000 silver coins, enough to buy a miner I-type exoskeleton, and many players who have made outstanding contributions are even rewarded with more than 20,000 silver coins.

   Excluding a series of expenses such as ammunition, supplies, weapon loss, logistics loss, etc., the "direct rewards" issued to players in this battle reached 30 million silver coins!

   This is not counting the cost of the lottery.

   At present, the silver price on the official website trading platform is also fluctuating wildly, but Chu Guang is not very concerned about it.

  Bank Exchange is not a casino, nor is it a wealth management product.

   Instead, it is a "financing" channel for the "Wasteland OL" and players, or a tool he uses to "pay wages and subsidies" to players.

   Once the volume has shrunk to the right level and most of the speculators have left, he will put on some techniques that are not too difficult to digest for the 21st century.

   Alternatives are jet fuel, laser components to ignite controlled fusion, etc... These are pre-Boom era technologies.

   As for how to properly use these technologies, that is not something he is worried about, and I believe he does not need to worry about it.

  Chu Guang also suddenly discovered it.

  Although his "business ability" was a little unfamiliar at the beginning, he has been in the manager's position for a long time, and he has become more and more handy in handling these affairs.

   In addition, the points accumulated from the last expansion piece to the present have finally come in handy.

  Except for the fraction of the beginner blind box and the intermediate blind box, most of the equipment from the advanced blind box, he put it on the official website as a lottery prize.

  Chu Guang divided the rewards into three "reward pools".

   The first-level reward pool is mainly the loot captured from the legion, as well as the basic weapons produced by the alliance, the light weapons of the Boulder City military aid, etc., and the value is between 1~500 silver coins.

   The secondary reward pool is mainly for some relatively expensive equipment, including weapon accessories and exoskeletons, with a value in the range of 500 credits to 2000 credits.

  The third-level reward pool is mostly the prizes that Chu Guang opened the blind box himself, as well as the good things he got from the ideal city.

   The quality of these equipment is quite good. Chu Guang believes that his little players can give full play to their brains and give full play to their maximum value in the right situation.

   As for Chu Guang himself, the demand for equipment is not that great.

Not to mention that there are not many opportunities for him to go to the front line. This divine suit itself is almost full. If you give him another axe, it will not change from "Karl Franz" to "Hill Dwarf". already?

   That's too fishy!

   Now that even Neeko is wearing an exoskeleton, Chu Guang even has the confidence to overturn a tank alone on the frontal battlefield.

   It is no exaggeration to say that.

   After all, the nitrogen power hammer itself is used to destroy bunkers and anti-armor.

   In addition, in addition to the high-tech equipment from those blind boxes, what surprised Chu Guang more was the changes in himself.

   Back from the front this time.

   His level finally broke through level 30!

   (end of this chapter)