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"What the hell!?"
Powered armor?!
Staring at the battlefield on the computer screen, everyone was dumbfounded and wanted to stick their nose into the computer.
Not long after he submitted the information, he originally wanted to see if there were any new instructions, but before he could look at the details of the mission, he saw a flashing gold mark added to the mission reward.
After completing the entire undercover mission chain, you can obtain a power armor with no level restrictions!
This is probably the mission with the highest reward in the entire server so far, right?
Benefits from Aguang...
The warrior's eyes flashed with excitement, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he kept mumbling.
"understood!"
"Will the mission rewards continue to increase if more information is mined?"
This sounds a bit like a challenge on some TV show.
The more levels you pass, the higher the accumulated bonuses will be. If the challenge fails, the accumulated bonuses will be forfeited. Currently, my bonus pool has accumulated to one power armor!
In the alliance's NPC shop, the cheapest "Dragon Cavalry" powered armor costs 1 million silver coins.
And a power armor with no level restrictions...
Just the “no level” label on the front is awesome enough, right?
Fortunately, I didn't give up then.
It would be a disaster if we let this go!
Touched by his persistence, the warrior took out pen and paper from the drawer and began to carefully consider and improve his plan for the second and fifth boys based on the existing information.
While the warlord was busy writing, in the wasteland world on the other side, Chu Guang met Prince Kaliman in the reception room of Dawn City.
"...Dear administrator, why are you summoning me so late?" Kaliman said in a respectful tone after performing standard court etiquette.
Looking at this man with slightly curly hair and an exotic face, Chu Guang made an inviting gesture towards the sofa beside him.
"We don't have that much red tape here. Sit down."
Kaliman nodded.
While taking his seat, he had been carefully studying the expression on the manager's face, trying to read some clues from it.
However, before he could study it carefully, the manager sitting there took the initiative to speak.
"I have to tell you some unfortunate news. According to reliable intelligence, a supply line is entering Luoxia Province from the Bugla Free State, passing through the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom and reaching the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion Alliance——"
Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Kaliman stood up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.
"This is impossible!"
Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Kaliman quickly realized his gaffe, blushed and sat back, calmed down his excitement, and continued.
"The Golden Lizard Dynasty has a marriage alliance with us... My father's fourth wife is the sister of the current king of the Golden Lizard Dynasty."
The fourth term is okay...
Then you don’t have to do anything else if you are busy every day?
Chu Guang thought that he wasn't even married yet and was already too busy.
"How many wives can you have there?" Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but ask.
Kaliman was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect the manager to be curious about this, but he still told the truth.
"The Spirit of the Sand Sea does not tell us what kind of family we should form. It only tells us that more children will bring blessings, and those who are capable will work harder... So in theory, both men and women can marry as many as they wish, as long as both parties are willing."
"Of course, different countries have different interpretations of the doctrine. For example, the Falcon Kingdom stipulates that ordinary people can marry up to 2 people, soldiers can marry up to 4 people, and those with official positions or military merits can marry more. And the honey badger they annexed is a husband.
Monogamy believes that only healthy families can receive the blessings of the spirit of the sand and sea, but other kingdoms are actually not too entangled in this. At least in my opinion, the responsibility of the royal family is to feed the people, not to care about how they live... We
Are you going off topic?"
Chu Guang coughed lightly.
"It's not off topic...it will help my fellow Vault dwellers get to know you better."
Kaliman looked slightly confused, nodded slowly, and returned to the previous topic to continue.
"In short, you don't have to worry. The Golden Lizard Kingdom and the Humpback Kingdom are our strongest backing. When I set off, their reinforcements had already set off! Now they should be at Oasis No. 9, with our people and the Honey Badger Kingdom.
The Nationalist Army fights side by side!"
Seeing the determined expression on Kaliman's face, Chu Guang was a little unsure for a moment whether this guy was really naive, or whether he was a man of extraordinary psychological quality and was still bluffing when he got angry.
"It was two months ago when you set out?"
"Exactly!"
"Then I have a very unfortunate news for you. It has been two months. I don't know what is going on in the Camelback Kingdom, but the reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom are still sitting on the border." Chu Guang looked at him with interest.
"Is this the strongest backing you said?"
An expression of surprise appeared on Kaliman's face, and then turned into anger.
"How is this possible? Even if it is not based on blood, what reason do they have to support the Legion's puppets? Don't they know that once we lose, they will become the Falcon Kingdom's next target?"
Chu Guang said unceremoniously.
"That's because your understanding of interests is too shallow. There are many forms of interests, and different forms of interests have countless components. The final choice is the product of the game. Maybe in their opinion, there is a better one.
Choice. It is impossible to discuss something that has already happened without meaning. I advise you to recognize the reality as soon as possible."
Kaliman fell into silence. After struggling for a while, he cast a suspicious look at Chu Guang.
"...Wait a minute, why do you know the military deployment in the Golden Lizard Kingdom? This place is at least five or six hundred kilometers away from Oasis No. 8, right?"
That suspicious look was like a straw clinging to a drowning man's hand. Chu Guang could feel that he actually believed him, but he just couldn't accept the fact that he was betrayed by his ally.
"I naturally have my own methods. We are used to making careful plans before launching operations, and intelligence is an important part of it."
After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman who was deep in thought and continued.
"We will go out as soon as the supply line is completed, as soon as mid-August, but with your current situation, I'm worried that you won't be able to hold on until then."
"You'd better think of a way to do something, and you can't always count on us."
Kaliman was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed slightly.
"Thank you for the information you provided...I will report the truth to my father and do our best."
Chu Guang asked: "The question now is how do you send the news back? Can you walk on two legs?"
Kaliman: "Don't worry about this. We have brought many pigeons here, and they can quickly spread the news back to the kingdom... It is not easy to expect a group of cowards to set foot on the front line, but if we ask our princess to write a letter and send it
In the Golden Lizard Kingdom, her family should do something."
Even if the supply line cannot be cut off, even if it only causes a little trouble for it, the situation on the front line will be much better.
Thinking of this, Kaliman couldn't help but feel annoyed. They were unaware of such important information, and instead heard it from foreigners outside the desert.
These shameful traitors...
Looking at Kaliman with anger flashing in his eyes, Chu Guang, who had succeeded in fighting the fire, nodded with satisfaction.
“So best.”
Do flying pigeons deliver messages?
Those cooing little guys are indeed quite reliable, at least much more reliable than two legs.
Using the influence of the Lion Kingdom to put pressure on the Golden Lizard Kingdom is only one part of it.
What he wants to do is not only harass the supply line, but also cut off the source of this supply line - the Bugra Free State!
As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, this grandson actually flirted with the legion behind his back. Can the Great Rift Valley tolerate this cuckold?
Of course, this requires strong enough evidence to prove that this is not just a transaction, nor the personal behavior of a certain businessman, but support at the national level.
Watching Kaliman resign and leave, Chu Guang's lips curled up into a cheerful smile.
Whether we can get the relevant evidence depends on the strength of the field brothers...
…
On the edge of Oasis No. 8, a small town near the desert, an inconspicuous hotel.
The warlord who woke up from his dream was yawning and went downstairs to get some water to wash up. Just as he was about to go back to the room along the stairs to pack his things, he heard a quiet conversation coming from the other end of the corner of the corridor.
"...Bad news. An informant from the palace sent an order to leave the palace early this morning. It is said that the sentries and patrol teams at the border are required to strictly inspect the caravans entering from the east and leaving from the west."
That voice seemed to be that of the businessman named Adan.
When the warrior who was about to turn down the corridor heard this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Damn it?
Is the effect so immediate?
He had just reported the information in the morning, and the subsequent plot came as soon as he logged into the game that night, which somewhat caught him off guard.
Normally, wouldn't it be necessary to wait for more than ten days before hearing any news?
Out of curiosity, the warlord hid at the corner of the corridor and continued to listen.
Standing in front of Adan, Kolwe frowned and said with a slightly serious expression.
"Is your information reliable?"
Adan nodded and said with a firm voice.
"There is no need to doubt the source of the information. Although I cannot reveal his identity to you, I can tell you with certainty that the person we are cooperating with has a high status in the Golden Lizard Kingdom."
Colway nodded, a trace of solemnity rising between his brows.
Strictly investigate traders entering from the east...
This means that Adan's caravan will be subject to stricter inspections in Oasis No. 8, and his identity as a Weirant will obviously be more dangerous.
This is undoubtedly a bad thing for both the Legion and himself.
Adan rubbed his chin in confusion, his brows knitted together.
"It's really strange for the palace to issue an order at this point in time, especially when I heard that it was pressure from the Lion Kingdom that made the royal family take action... This is even more strange."
The warrior hiding behind the corridor breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand what he heard, he didn't hear his name, so the two of them probably didn't suspect him.
Cole frowned slightly.
"Is the situation serious?"
Adan sighed.
"It's not serious...it's a local matter how to implement the decree after it leaves the palace. As long as you don't run into the king's personal guards, I can handle it even if you encounter interrogation."
After a pause, he continued with a troubled expression.
"But your identity is a bit troublesome. After all, this place has nominally declared war with the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion. What worries me even more is that if the Lion Kingdom realizes that military supplies are being transported to the Legion's positions in the north, they may
Send out cavalry to patrol the desert."
Colway was silent for a moment and said, "I'm causing trouble for you... or we should split up."
"Don't say that, sir, we can't leave you alone."
Adan quickly interrupted him.
What he wanted was that the officer owed him a favor, but he didn't want to throw away this cash cow.
When the army conquers the entire Luoxia Province, I will definitely make use of this relationship.
"...Anyway, this is not a place to stay for a long time. There is not only one way to Oasis No. 9. Let's get on the road as soon as possible after replenishing the supplies."
Colway nodded cautiously.
"That makes sense. I'll call my companions, and you can call the others. We'll meet in the backyard in half an hour."
Seeing the two of them separated, Warfield quietly slipped back to his room along the stairs, packed his luggage, and waited quietly for his boss to knock on the door.
After a while, a knock on the door came from outside the door, followed by Corvey's gentle and strong voice.
"Pangolin, it's time for us to hit the road. Have you packed your things?"
The warlord stepped forward and opened the door. He had already put his luggage on his back and said with his head held high.
"It's been packed, sir."
After giving him an approving look, Colway patted his shoulder.
"Yes, you are very energetic. What the legion needs is a warrior like you who is decisive and without delay. I see the shadow of my commander Rachel in you."
"Come with me, there are some changes in the plan, and the departure time has been advanced one hour."
"By the way, don't call me Sir anymore, just call me Colway."
The warlord nodded bravely.
"Okay, Mr. Colway..."
Colway smiled, not caring about his nervousness, patted his shoulder hard, and walked towards the stairs.
The genius was bright, and the group quietly left the town and headed towards the desert.
Originally, they were going to walk west along Oasis No. 8 and around to the northwest side of Oasis No. 9.
But now it is no longer suitable to stay here for a long time. They must leave here before the border is closed and the patrol team from the Lion Kingdom arrives, and choose an unfamiliar route to the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion alliance.
It is foreseeable that the road ahead will not be peaceful.
In fact, it would be much easier for Adan to lead the caravan by himself if he gave up on Colway. It would not be impossible to sneak to Oasis No. 9 within the Golden Lizard Kingdom.
But he didn't want to give up the favor he finally got.
And not far away from him, the Warlander who was following Colway was also troubled in his heart.
It seems impossible to sneak into the legion's base camp quietly. If this team of twenty or thirty people wants to hide their traces in the desert, I am afraid they can only use the blessing of the desert spirit.
But if it was true as what Adan said, the Lion Kingdom would send out cavalry to patrol, and he happened to bump into the patrol...
Do you really want to shoot at friendly forces?
And even if there is no patrol, does he really want to deliver these supplies to the enemy, let them turn into hot metal projectiles in the gun barrel, and penetrate into the chests of friendly troops or even innocent civilians...
If you are immersed in the game, it will be difficult not to think about these real-life issues.
Of course, he also admitted that it might be because this journey was so boring that he had nothing else to think about, so he thought about these boring questions...
The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
The bloody glow shines on the deserted desert, and people with different thoughts are moving in the same direction.
Just as the warrior's mind was filled with thoughts, someone thousands of kilometers away was also filled with complexities.
Different from the sunset over thousands of miles of yellow sand, night has already quietly arrived in Yunjian Province on the east coast of the mainland.
Here, day and night are two completely different worlds.
When covered with the curtain of night, the whole city seems to be dancing.
Rows of tall buildings were flooded with colorful neon lights, and aircraft flying between steel and concrete were like endless rainbows.
Information as vast as the Milky Way fills every corner of every eyeball.
Even if you only stay for a moment, you can't help but get lost in it.
Everyone living here has no doubt that this is the best era. They are living in those great and prosperous years. Flowers and wine are like the water from the sky that rolls eastward. The fertile river bed will never dry up.
.
but--
They are not ignorant of barbarism.
They knew very well that most of the land was still wild, especially the far west coast, which was the source of all chaos.
The people there are like jackals grinding their teeth and sucking blood. They plunder wealth and enslave the population. They use iron chains to tie the robbed slaves like animals to work in the fields. They use the created bloodline to divide people into three, six or nine grades from birth.
.
Whether it’s slavery or the theory of blood, they are the historical legacy that was swept into the garbage dump before this planet entered the era of prosperity.
The capital city named after a triumph sounded more like a hymn to war in their ears.
In comparison, the cities of the Alliance sound much better. Whether it is Dawn or Dawn, that is the name that a city of civilized people should have.
The residents of Ideal City can quarrel over trivial matters to the point of greeting each other's mothers, but there is no disagreement about the Legion.
That is the common enemy of the civilized world.
Seeing as everyone was committed to promoting that committee two centuries ago, they could turn a blind eye to the scandalous things those gunpowder-minded guys did in the Western Continent.
But now, they actually extended their hands to the east of the desert, and even tried to control Vault 0... Vault 0, which was first discovered by the Silver Wing Group.
This time they will not compromise.
Of course, it would be better if someone was willing to teach those beasts a lesson for them.
A corner of the city's core.
In a magnificent top-floor building, figures wearing silver, gray, and black dresses stood in the center of the dance floor, holding champagne in their hands.
Most of them are shareholders of various subsidiaries of the company, some from the five major groups, and many from some unknown small companies.
At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the stands directly in front of the dance floor - there were two figures standing there.
One of them is an ambassador from the alliance, named Shuyu.
Everyone has heard some stories about him. It is said that this young man was born as a refugee and lost his family due to the chaos caused by the Legion Expeditionary Force.
Young men like him, at an age when they should be studying and furthering their studies in the company, had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of traveling to friendly countries and traveling thousands of miles away to an unfamiliar city.
It's hard not to sympathize with that heartbreaking life experience... even if it's not entirely out of opposition to the "political correctness" of the Legion.
The person standing next to him is Yue Qian, the director of the Enterprise Integrated Management Department.
Unlike Wu Changnian from the Ideal Group, the "faction" he belongs to is the Silver Wing Group, and he is a shareholder holding a certain share of equity.
The general management department of the company is similar to the protocol department of the alliance. They are departments in charge of emceeing and planning activities, and also have some diplomatic functions.
As for the specific decision-making power, in the Supreme Council, this department is also directly responsible to the Council.
It can be understood as the highest foreign minister.
After a day of understanding, Shuyu has gradually figured out the power structure of the company.
Although this is decentralized management in name, the Supreme Council is actually their center.
The positions of various power departments are basically in the hands of shareholders of major groups.
As for the inheritance rules and transaction rules of equity, he has not yet figured it out clearly.
However, based on the surnames of powerful figures in each group, he might be able to detect some clues.
For example, most of the powerful people in the Ideal Group have the surname Li, people with the surname Yun are often seen in the Endpoint Group, and most of the people in the Silver Wing Group have the surnames Yi and Luo.
"Let us drink to eternal friendship!"
Hearing the voice in his ear, Shuyu came back from his thoughts and clinked glasses with him with a smile.
"cheers!"
The sound of shouting and cheering resounded throughout the venue.
Fang Chang, who was standing in the crowd, also clinked glasses and sipped the sour sparkling wine in his glass, feeling a little sad in his heart.
At this moment, his mind was not on the party at all, but on the tasks assigned to him by the manager.
Promote the alliance’s culture and products…
It was easy to say this, but when he arrived in Ideal City, he realized that things were far from as simple as he thought.
The spiritual civilization of the people in the wasteland is extremely lacking, just like the tribesmen in the middle of a certain continent in the real world. Some gadgets from the industrial era are enough to arouse their excitement, let alone imported products from a strange world.
However, this is the place closest to the era of prosperity.
This city is on the other extreme in this wasteland. Their spiritual civilization is extremely rich, even to the point of emptiness and boredom.
In other words, I haven’t seen anything before.
As he thought about it, Fang Chang couldn't help but feel a hint of sadness on his brows.
Can I really complete the important tasks entrusted to me by the managers?
At this time, the mole, who was swaying a glass of red wine, came over shamelessly, stood beside him and narrowed his eyes with a smile.
"Brother, where is your black stocking? Are you wearing it?"
Fang Chang, who was no longer able to complain, rolled his eyes.
"You fucking know about black stockings!"
Can you pursue something else?
Too lazy to pay attention to this guy, Fang Chang turned his gaze to the front of the stage.
The "Supreme Foreign Minister" of the company was making a speech about friendship and peace, and announced that the party had entered the second process - a charity auction.
The items in the auction are naturally gifts from the alliance.
As for why these gifts to companies appear at auctions, it’s a long story.
Because the company claimed to be decentralized, Shuyu could not find a subject to accept the gift.
So, he followed Wu Changnian's suggestion and auctioned the gifts in the form of a charity party.
The starting price of each lot is 100Cr, the highest bidder will win, and all proceeds generated from the auction will be donated to the alliance.
For the shareholders of the company, they can not only express their support for the just war by raising placards, gain spiritual satisfaction, but also get some novel gadgets for collection.
From the standpoint of the residents of the ideal city, there is no fairer way to distribute the money to the one with the highest price.
For the alliance, funds other than aid can also be raised at the party.
Those invited to attend the party were all shareholders of major groups in Ideal City. There are many rich people worth billions or even tens of billions here. In comparison, the aid of 300 million Cr is like a drop in the bucket.
Of course, one's net worth is one's net worth, and the real money and silver spent is another matter. This cannot be generalized.
But no matter what, it would be great to get some money from them and exchange it for some industrial equipment, weapons and ammunition that the alliance urgently needs.
After all, war is too expensive.
Giving up the microphone to the host of the auction, Yue Qian bowed slightly and walked off the stage with Shuyu.
The two went behind the scenes talking and laughing.
Fang Chang, who was standing in the venue, stared at the host tightly, his palms were sweaty.
After all, he knows what will be auctioned next...
What was supposed to come eventually came.
The host cleared his throat, looked at the words flashing on the holographic teleprompter, and said in a loud voice.
"Ladies, gentlemen, friends... Good evening, everyone! It is an honor to be the host of this auction!"
"Friends from afar have sent us gifts, which contain not only our same desire for a civilized world, but also our determination to never compromise against barbarism! We should also respond to them!"
"All proceeds generated from this auction will be donated to the alliance as funds to support the front line!"
"Every credit you pay in this auction will turn into bullets fired at those villains! The significance of these lots will be greater than all the wine and flowers, no matter what price they are sold at, they will all
Great value for money!”
"Show our generosity, the money in your hands is your determination!"
"History will remember this moment!"
"Just like that vote two centuries ago!"
To be honest, this passionate speech made even Fang Chang feel a heat in his heart.
It's a pity that he has no money.
Otherwise, I will raise a card and play with it.
However, the host's next words immediately poured cold water on his heart, causing his toes to dig into the soles of his shoes unconsciously.
"The auction, which symbolizes friendship, has officially begun. The first item on display is a work of art from Tengteng Cottage!"
"As the name suggests, this piece of art was created by Fujiteng, a well-known fashion designer in the alliance... This should be pronounced like this, although it sounds a bit strange."
"The person who donated it is Tails!"
The host waved.
It's like a physical spotlight shining down from the ceiling.
A model with a proud figure walked to the stage and showed off the artwork she was wearing.
It was a maid outfit with a short skirt, with white silk edges and black skirt straps.
And those white knee-high socks.
Both men and women at the scene focused their attention on the model, their eyes filled with surprise.
I can’t tell you how beautiful this dress is, mainly because I haven’t seen it before and I think it’s a bit novel.
And the black and white color scheme is very cute.
"Black and white... I didn't expect that the tastes of the residents of the Alliance and ours are quite similar."
"Are those pants or socks?"
"They should be socks...who wears pants as well as a skirt?"
"But it's too long?"
"Hmm...it feels a bit interesting."
"Indeed, I have never seen anyone wear it like this. This design style is quite unique."
The people standing on the dance floor had expressions of interest on their faces and were whispering.
Bathed in the admiring gazes of everyone, the model couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
However, the whispers at the scene were too subtle, like buzzing mosquitoes. Fang Chang didn't hear clearly. He only felt that pairs of eyes in the hall were looking towards him intentionally or unintentionally. He was so embarrassed that he almost dug out his toes.
A villa.
He wanted to explain that these clothes could not represent the taste of everyone in the league, but could only represent the taste of some two players.
But it seems that everything I say is redundant at this time.
The same goes for the mole standing aside, bathed in sights that glanced here intentionally or unintentionally, his stiff expression full of subtlety and discomfort.
Although he does not deny that he is an LSP, it does not mean that he is willing to be studied in public.
This is so fucking shameful!
No--
Bar!
"Well, I suddenly want to go to the toilet." After saying this, Mole planned to grease his feet and run away. After all, he was just a soy saucer and couldn't compare to a certain war hero.
However, the agility system of the T1 echelon is ultimately not as fast as the T0.
With a "bright" smile on Fang Chang's face, bullet time was turned on, a hand grabbed his shoulder, and forcefully caught the mole who was about to urinate and escape.
"Come back here."
joke.
If he were to leave, all eyes would be on him?
At least I have to leave someone by my side to help share the pressure that is visible to the naked eye.
The mole couldn't laugh or cry.
"Brother, actually you don't need to be nervous... maybe due to cultural differences, they will interpret this as... uh, a kind of formal clothing?"
Fang Chang: "Damn it, you look like this in formal clothes!"
The process of raising the placards began soon.
Fang Chang only hopes that this session will end soon.
Brother Margin's Gwent is still a bit interesting, Irena's "Lao Gan Daddy Chili Sauce" and Mosquito's "Laokeng Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles" are acceptable, but they won't kill him on the spot.
However--
The development of things was beyond his expectation.
As soon as the host finished speaking, someone immediately raised his right hand.
"I'll pay 100Cr——"
In less than half a second, the second hand was raised.
"500!"
"2000!!"
"I'll give you 10,000!!!"
With the bid of 10,000, the atmosphere at the scene was instantly pushed to a peak.
And this is obviously not the highest bidder.
People kept raising placards, pushing the atmosphere to an even higher level.
Looking at the wealthy people vying to bid, Fang Chang was completely dumbfounded and stood there completely stunned.
Finally, the first piece of art from Tengteng House was sold for 50,000 Cr... and was bought by a shareholder of the Endpoint Group.
In the envious eyes of everyone, the man with short hair walked out of the crowd with a beaming face, followed an android, and walked towards the back of the venue.
The mole, who was being carried by Fang Chang, swallowed and stared straight at the man with a proud look on his face.
That thing...
fifty thousand?
Half a magnetically confined plasma machine tool?
"...Are you crazy?!"
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