After listening to Lao Na's suggestion on the phone, Fang Chang was stunned.
What kind of behavior is this in northern Myanmar??
"...That's right! If you don't sell it, you just have to find a place to bury it. What a waste! Think about it, after all, it is the organ of an awakened person. The price is three times more expensive than that of a normal person, right?"
On the phone, Irena vividly described the business plan he stole from a newbie.
Leaning on the sofa, he pressed his square index finger between his eyebrows and pondered for a while before speaking.
"But... organ transplantation also requires matching, right?"
Irena said with a smile.
"I know, but the game is not reality. Even bionic organs have been created. Doesn't it make sense that it can't solve the rejection reaction?"
Fang Chang: "..."
Damn it?
Having said that...
Seems reasonable?
He brought in real-life experience preconceptions.
However, this is a game world after all, and the setting is still 2341.
A future more distant than 2077...
Is it really a big deal if organ matching doesn’t work?
Resurrected once every three days.
Earn him 20,000 to 30,000 silver coins at a time.
What kind of business can be so profitable?
The only limitation is probably that there are not enough rich people in Boulder City.
The more Fang Chang thought about it, the more he thought there was something wrong. He decided to talk to the black marketeer who sold his bionic prosthetic body about it, and immediately spoke on the phone.
"I'll ask if it's okay."
Irena said happily: "Okay! I'll let them freeze the kidneys first!"
The phone hangs up.
Fang Chang got up from the sofa, left the alliance office in Boulder City without saying a word, and headed to the residential area on the edge of the industrial zone.
Familiar alley.
The dummy hidden in the shadow of the window continued to frighten the unlucky people who passed by accidentally. However, Fang Chang had long been accustomed to its tricks and walked straight into the suspicious clinic without paying any attention to it.
After opening the door curtain and entering the deepest room, Fang Chang saw the balding middle-aged doctor pacing back and forth, seemingly worried about something.
When she saw Fang Chang, Gracie's eyes suddenly lit up, and she immediately showed a different enthusiasm than before and hurriedly greeted him.
"You're just in time, my friend."
Fang Chang looked at him strangely.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just saying hello," Gracie smiled sheepishly, glanced behind Fang Chang and asked, "Where's that little girl named Duo? Why didn't she come with you?"
"It's working time now. She has her own work to do..." Looking at Gracie who obviously had something to say, Fang Chang asked bluntly, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Seeing that someone had read through her thoughts, Gracie stopped beating around the bush and said with a smile.
"I have an unkind request to trouble you."
Seeing that the task seemed to be triggered, Fang Chang asked.
"What an unkind invitation."
"Didn't a corporate delegation arrive in the northern suburbs recently? One of my big customers wants a bionic kidney produced by Ideal City, but has no channels."
As she spoke, Gracie's eyes lit up with eagerness.
"Is there any way you can get that?"
"Ideal City's bionic prosthetic body... that thing is not cheap." Fang Chang remembered that he took a look at the price, and one kidney cost 600,000 silver coins.
From the perspective of cost performance alone, it is completely worthless. At least 50% of it is "brand premium".
However, Gracie didn't care and still looked at him eagerly.
"I know, but aren't you a shelter resident? Don't you have internal preferential prices?"
"How could there be such a thing?" Fang Chang rolled his eyes.
The discount price is okay.
Thank God that Dog Planning didn’t sell it to them at a higher price!
In order to deal with the problem of numerical expansion in the middle and late stages of the game and prevent the economic gap between players from being too large, planning this kind of creature can be said to be exhaustive.
But objectively speaking, this is not entirely a bad thing.
After all, if you don't do these things, waiting until everyone has tens of millions of units of silver coins piled up in their warehouses will not make the game more fun, it will only make the silver coins completely lose their intended meaning.
"Okay...even if it's not cheap, just give me a price."
"One million silver coins." Fang Chang said without blushing or heartbeat.
"One million?!" Gracie's eyes widened instantly, looking at him in disbelief, "Are you kidding me?"
Anticipating his reaction, Fang Chang continued.
"Don't get excited, I'm talking about silver coins, you only need to pay me 500,000 chips."
Gracie calmed down.
Five hundred thousand chips...
The thought of this is not unacceptable.
After all, a bionic liver produced by Boulder City costs one to two million chips.
The bionic liver produced by Ideal City...
After crossing a large area of wasteland to get it here, the price of 50 times seems cheap.
Even if you have 1 million chips, 80% of the time someone will be interested.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and nodded without saying anything.
"make a deal!"
"But I have a condition. I pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. I want to pay after I see the goods!"
The way he readily agreed made Fang Chang wonder if the price he offered was too cheap?
But he couldn't break what he had already promised.
At worst, the price will be raised next time.
"No problem. By the way, I have another proposal here. I wonder if you are interested." Fang Chang asked.
"What proposal?" Gracie looked at him and asked.
A smile appeared on Fang Chang's face, explaining the purpose of his trip.
"The bionic prosthetics produced by Ideal City are expensive and not everyone can afford them. I also have a batch of... uh, organs of awakened people. Are you interested?"
"The organs of an awakened person?" Gracie was stunned for a moment, looking at the man standing in front of her with a strange expression.
"That's right, whether it's eyes, liver, kidneys... or anything else, there are ways to get it. Although it's not as good as bionic prosthetics, it's absolutely natural."
Gracie sighed and interrupted Fang Chang's speech.
"That thing can't be sold for a price."
Fang Chang frowned.
"Why?"
Gracie said concisely and concisely.
"Although it is not difficult to solve the rejection reaction, people who can afford bionic prostheses will never consider using living parts. Human beings are a precise machine, but the parts on this machine do not serve efficiency.
"
"And living organs are much simpler to produce than bionic prosthetics. It's not troublesome to make a mentally castrated clone and pick them out at will."
Gracie made an astonishing statement in a normal tone.
In fact, this is not a rare thing.
Everything that was prohibited in the Era of Prosperity can be done in the Era of Wasteland. Cloning itself is not a complicated technology. Slave trading and organ trafficking have long formed a mature industrial chain in Boulder City.
Fang Chang stared at this guy blankly.
He suddenly discovered.
This game is more than just player torture.
The NPCs are also punishable enough.
Seeing that Fang Chang didn't speak, Gracie paused and continued.
"...However, if you can get some kidneys with strong metabolic functions, or eyes with outstanding optical capabilities, I can buy them. There may be mercenaries interested...but I'm afraid the price will disappoint you."
Fang Chang asked immediately.
"How much can you give?"
"As for kidneys..."
Gracie gestured with two fingers.
"2000 chips would be more reasonable."
"2000?!" Fang Chang looked at him in surprise, his eyes suddenly alert, "Are you trying to trick me?"
Gracie laughed.
"Meng? Then you can sell it to someone else and see if anyone is willing to take it."
He is obviously not as enthusiastic as before about the parts of the Awakened One.
Seeing that this guy didn't seem to be lying, Fang Chang didn't say anything more.
Mainly because besides this guy, he didn't know anyone else who would accept this thing.
never mind.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
2,000 chips can be exchanged for 4,000 silver coins, and at least 0 can be added to RMB.
You can earn 4,000 silver after being disconnected for three days.
There should be some good brothers in the physical system who are willing to cooperate.
"I will help you get the bionic liver produced in Ideal City, as well as the organs of the awakened ones. You prepare the chips, and in a week, we will pay and deliver the goods."
"No problem, by the way, how many Awakener parts do you have on hand?" Gracie asked in a crisp voice.
Fang Chang smiled faintly.
"I'll have whatever you want. This will be a long-term cooperation."
Gracie was stunned and stared at the guy in front of her in stunned silence, his eyes indescribably weird.
I thought there were only one or two, so I didn't take it seriously, but I didn't expect that this guy came and said he could get as much as he wanted.
And you plan to cooperate for a long time?
Is this awakened person a leek growing from the ground?
Where can we get so many awakened ones?!
"Then prepare 20 kidneys for me first." Gracie said in a joking tone.
He originally thought that the man in front of him would feel embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him agreed without saying a word.
"no problem."
"It's only twenty, it's easy!"
…
"Isn't this too much punishment?"
Browsing the forum through VM, Chu Guang had a dumbfounded expression on his face.
Good guy.
These people have already started asking for "parts" on the forum.
Of course, they are parts in the game.
Transactions that violate the laws and regulations of the user's location are also prohibited from discussion on the forum.
"Master, do you want to remove the post? (°°)" A small window popped up at the top of the VM screen, and the message was sent by Xiaoqi.
Chu Guang thought for a while and replied.
"That's not necessary."
Selling one's own parts is certainly within the scope of the rules. Anyway, the death penalty is borne by the player himself.
Of course, this operation is limited to players who can be resurrected, and ordinary residents are prohibited from doing so.
There is no longer such a shortage of active substances in the shelter. Ten Gnawers can provide one unit of active substances. After level 10, it will only double.
However, although Chu Guang rarely directly interferes with the players' game progress, and focuses more on formulating rules, he still takes time to pay attention to what the players are doing.
On the one hand, it is to satisfy one's curiosity.
On the one hand, it is to see if there are any loopholes in the rules, so that he can fill in the loopholes in time.
He may not necessarily know what the NPCs are doing, but he can be said to know everything the players are doing.
Even without going through the "backdoors" in the vm and many peripherals, he could still trace relevant clues from the posts on the official website.
Although not every player will visit the forum, few players with a strong sense of presence can resist going to the forum to "pretend".
Reaching out to turn off the screen, Chu Guang turned his gaze forward. They had arrived at their destination.
The gate of Vault 101 is right in front, and the huge gear-shaped gate is exactly the same as Vault 404.
At this moment, following Chu Guang were 10 soldiers from the Guards Regiment.
And Horn, the mayor of Camp 101.
However, Horn did not take him to the gate. Instead, he took him to a tent not far from the gate and handed a pair of glasses into his hand.
The shape of these glasses is a bit like AR glasses, but the dark lenses don't let any light through.
Chu Guang took the glasses and looked at them twice, then looked at the old man named Horn and asked.
"Is it okay to just wear these glasses?"
Horn nodded respectfully.
"Yes, dear Mr. Manager."
Chu Guang looked at Lu Bei, who was following him every step of the way.
"You go to the door and wait for me."
Lu Bei was slightly startled, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"But my lord..."
Sitting down on the chair next to him, Chu Guang didn't intend to explain.
"This is an order."
Lu Bei was silent for a while, and finally gave a military salute, turned around and walked out of the camp.
After leaving the room with him, Horn glanced at the young man and said softly.
"Don't worry, it's just a VR goggle. We can't do anything to threaten the safety of your managers."
Lu Bei said nothing.
He also felt that these people were unlikely to do anything harmful to adults.
He just couldn't believe that person whose face he had never even seen - the manager of Vault 101.
The same goes for another soldier standing next to him.
The man had a sullen face and said in a stiff tone.
"It'd better be that way."
If anything happens to the manager, he swears that he will destroy this place.
What about shelters?
Can't open the door?
Then blow up the entire tunnel and cover it with cement!
…
After the door closes.
Chu Guang played with the glasses for a while, then put them on the bridge of his nose.
Surprisingly, no picture appeared on the dark lenses.
Instead, the moment he closed his eyes, colorful ripples spread from the center of his eyebrows to all directions, pulling his five senses into one with the huge information.
It was just a moment of trance. When Chu Guang opened his eyes again, he was already standing in a completely different world.
There are birds singing and flowers fragrant all around, green trees are shady, and people are walking on the road paved with red bricks, talking and laughing.
There was a statue standing in the distance, but since his back was turned to him, he couldn't see the statue's face.
This seems to be a park.
Chu Guang stared blankly at everything in front of him, Mengyi muttered to herself.
"……This is."
At this time, a voice came from behind him.
"Welcome to Vault 101."
Upon hearing this, Chu Guang immediately turned around and saw a strange man standing there.
He is neither tall nor short, slightly thin, and has a face that you cannot find in a crowd, but there is a unique affinity in his smile.
The most special thing is those eyes, like the deep ocean, as if they have the penetrating power to see everything.
He was holding the hand of a girl, that girl should be his daughter.
But she only inherited his eye color, not his shiny black hair.
Chu Guang suddenly felt that the girl looked familiar, but only a little.
"Dad?" The girl looked up at the man next to her and said crisply, "Is he your friend?"
"That's right."
The man patted the girl's hand gently and said in a soft voice.
"You go to your mother first and tell her that I will be there in a moment."
The girl nodded, sensibly let go of her father's hand, turned around and ran towards the crowd.
Chu Guang watched her back disappear into the crowd and frowned subconsciously.
"Is it okay to let the child go alone?"
As if he heard something interesting, the man smiled and said.
"Don't worry, there's no crime here."
A thoughtful expression appeared on Chu Guang's face, and he suddenly stamped his right foot.
The soreness and numbness coming from the soles of the feet, and the motionless red bricks, everything seemed real.
However, he could still feel a little inconsistent.
Because if it were reality, with his strength, the floor tile under his feet should have been broken.
"This is a virtual world?"
An appreciative smile appeared on the man's face.
"As expected of you, I was thinking about it just now. It will take you a few seconds to find out."
Hearing this seemingly meaningful statement, Chu Guang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"You seem to know me?"
The man nodded and said happily.
"Well...even though I only knew you for a few seconds, it's great to see you."
Chu Guang didn't understand what was good about it.
And the man obviously didn't explain what he meant by his words, he just continued talking to himself.
"To introduce myself, you can call me...method. This is the name I use most often in my papers, and my friends always call me that."
method?
Chu Guang frowned, a trace of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
etc……
Could it be the “method” of the academy?
He remembered that Yin Fang told him a long time ago that the three founders of the academy were principles, methods, and conclusions.
He had already met Dr. Principle in the forgotten virtual image before. In his impression, the man was an optimistic idealist. He later went to the northern part of the River Valley Province and participated in the formation of the post-war reconstruction committee...
Good guy.
He hasn't been to the Wandering Swamp yet, but he has already met the two founders of the academy.
However, what Chu Guang couldn't understand the most was...
"Why is the founder of the college here?"
"Academy...it's such a nostalgic name."
Those blue pupils seemed to be lost in memories of the past, but they were soon submerged in a faint smile.
"However, I am not that great. I did not found the academy. It existed in a distant era of prosperity. I just spent a little time and helped my friends rebuild it in the new world."
"As for why I'm here..."
Dr. Method paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking about how to answer.
"This question is a bit strange, but I can feel what you want to ask. To put it simply, not all shelters were launched during the three-year war, and some began to operate after the end of the war."
Chu Guang said thoughtfully.
"That is to say...you came here after founding the academy?"
"That's right, but that was all a long time ago. I would almost forget it if you didn't tell me."
Having said this, the man changed into a cheerful tone.
"Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to satisfy the curiosity of an insignificant person like me. My confusion was answered the moment I saw you."
"My VM has been given to Horn, and he will hand it over to you later."
Chu Guang looked at him silently and suddenly spoke.
"I'm just the opposite of you. After meeting you, I became even more confused."
Dr. Method smiled gently and said in a polite tone.
"It's my honor to answer your questions. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Chu Guang smiled.
"Really? Then there are so many things I want to ask, such as... who is our enemy?"
He has been thinking about this problem for more than a year, and has been confused since he first woke up.
"Enemies..." Dr. Method thought about this question for a while, "Two centuries ago, we did have some conflicts with our compatriots in Nanmen II, but I don't think they are our enemies."
really.
A look of understanding appeared in Chu Guang's eyes.
The books collected from Vault 117 mentioned the method of "spacecraft jumping between massive celestial bodies". It is obvious that the People's Federation of the Prosperity Era has mastered the technology related to FTL engines.
The psychic interference technology preserved in Vault 117 also comes from exchanges with the colonies.
All signs indicate that as early as the Prosperity Era, the People's Federation had already moved towards worlds outside the solar system and completed at least one colony.
Dr. Method's words corroborated some of his conjectures.
What he didn't expect was that this war would actually break out between the home planet and the colony?
He also thought it would involve extraterrestrial civilization or something, such as excessive expansion that aroused the alarm of the "Fallen Empire".
However, what surprised Chu Guang the most was not these things, but the reaction of the man in front of him.
Let war destroy an era.
Chu Guang always felt that he seemed to be too calm.
"...even if your world becomes like this?"
Dr. Method nodded and said in a normal tone.
"Yes, war is just the final showdown, and the seeds of contradictions and differences were planted a long time ago. It makes no difference whether they sprout today or tomorrow. There are many complicated reasons involved, which cannot be explained in a few words.
Make it clear."
"We have tried to stop it, including my beloved mentor. Many people made a lot of efforts during their lifetimes."
"However, in front of the wheel of history, the power of one or two people is really too small."
"After realizing that everything is irreversible, the only thing we can do is to save as much fire as possible when everything is irreversible and leave a little hope for future generations."
"...or in other words, leaving some possibilities for the future."
The voice was very soft, and it was clearly in front of me, but it felt like it was coming from far away.
Seeing his "negative" attitude, Chu Guang couldn't help but say.
"Haven't you ever thought about making some changes?"
As if expecting Chu Guang to say this, Dr. Fang smiled.