Chapter 538 Countless possibilities for the future
When Sperger came to his senses, he was already standing in an empty corridor.
That X-16 used some unknown method to avoid everyone, took him out of the prison, and also took away the body of the perpetrator... He didn't attract anyone along the way.
of attention.
After leaving the prison, they entered an underground passage, walked a long way, then got on the elevator, and arrived here.
Not far behind him is the elevator door. There is no gap in the cement gray floor under his feet. On the left and right are dark fire-colored walls, with ai-colored wall lamps inlaid on the walls.
The industrial style design gives people a solemn, simple but elegant style. It is like a palace corridor blended with modernism style.
He has never been to this place.
X-16, who had been following him, has disappeared. It is unknown whether he became "invisible" again or left the place completely.
At a loss what to do, Sperger swallowed and muttered nervously.
"What the hell is this place..."
He thought no one would answer, but he didn't expect a happy voice to come from behind.
"Inner City."
The sudden sound startled Sberg. When he turned around, he found a strange man standing behind him, looking at him slightly.
"Inner city?"
"That's right," the man nodded and continued with a faint smile, "and it's the very center of the inner city, the huge stone building surrounded by countless tall buildings."
"……who is he?"
Yin Bosi looked at the man behind him.
I want to know which noble person is responsible for this.
It must have been that this invisible master had delayed his exit from his room, and he had undoubtedly turned into a corpse.
The man did not hide it and answered in a nervous and cheerful tone.
"Stephen."
"Han Shanhang..."
What a familiar name.
Han Shanhang frowned and thought for a long time. His eyes suddenly widened so much that they almost bulged out, and the expression on his entire face changed accordingly.
"Jushi Military Industry?! He is this——"
"Wrong, Chairman and President of Jushi Military Industry." Stephen said with a smile, admiring the expression on my face.
Stephen!
The boss of Jushi Military Industry!
Boulder has its controversial No. 7!
Han Shanhang's heart was shocked and he swallowed consciously.
No matter what, I imagined how that little guy could be interested in me.
By the way, which number are these?
"Yes...you want to see you?"
However, Han Shanhang's answer exceeded my expectations.
"Your curiosity about him hasn't started when you meet him for the first time. What you want to see is another real little person.
With that said, I walked back and passed by Han Shanhang.
"Come with you."
Looking back at Stephen's back, Yin Bosi's heart was as chaotic as a ball of tangled yarn.
It felt like I was sitting under a train heading into the fog. Even though the train was slowly arriving at the end, the scenery inside became more and more understandable to me.
What makes me even more happy is that I don't have many things to ask, but I know where to start, and I even know why I am standing there.
In order to understand the mystery in my depression, I swallowed my saliva and walked forward to follow.
The two of them retreated all the way and slowly arrived behind a narrow door.
The door opened by itself.
Stephen took me away and retreated.
Stepping forward cautiously, Yin Bosi glanced around Qi Zhou.
The outside of the room was very clean. There was only a speck of dust visible under the special mirrored floor. There were no decorations or furniture around. It was as hot as a prison cell.
It's just that it's very inaccessible outside, and it's quite narrow, far beyond what this large, closed single room can compare to.
The only light in the room was a beam of milky white light sprinkled in the center of the ceiling. There was no other light source in the room.
The seven sides were completely white, like an abyss that seemed to have the bottom, and it also allowed me to see where the boundary of the room was.
"...Where is that?"
Stephen didn't answer. He shook his left hand heavily and took out a remote control as if by magic. He held it outside his hand and pressed it hard.
The light in the center of the room instantly went out, and Yin Bosi felt like he had fallen into a white darkness.
Yes, the white darkness did not last long.
The seven-week "wall" was gradually lit up by the light of the envoy, and gradually presented an increasingly turbid picture, with fewer and fewer colors replacing the original white room.
Only then did Yin Bosi understand that it turned out to be a "panoramic screening room"!
There doesn't seem to be anything similar in the city. You can't watch some movies from the post-war era. The tickets are surprisingly expensive, and it's really hard for some people to afford it.
That screening room seemed more exaggerated than the screening room in Licheng. After all, I heard that the one in Licheng only had a curved screen.
And outside.
From the walls to the floor, to the heads of the two people, and even the surrounding air - every inch of space is filled with increasingly darker light particles, as if taking us to another time and space.
Buildings and streets end up emerging.
Then the field of view spread inward, showing the outline of the giant wall.
The surging crowd gradually appeared down the street, our silhouettes became increasingly turbid, and the deafening shouts gradually came closer.
Yin Bosi suddenly came back to his senses. What was shown here was the inner city of Boulder City—under the main road leading from the giant wall gate to the inner city!
One after another, imaginary people with light and shadow walked towards me.
We stood side by side, arms hooked together, forming a torrent that seemed to end. Filled with indignation and anger, we shouted something in unison, walking slowly but vigorously toward the group of men wearing skeletons and powered armor who were waiting. Soldier.
We seem to be seeing ourselves.
Our sights passed through me, passing through my chest, like sharp daggers, pointing directly at the inner city in front of me.
Yin Bosi swallowed, and a ripple of panic suddenly appeared in his dazed expression.
Of course it was my simple anger. I stood with us from beginning to end, and of course I could feel whether any of this anger was directed at me.
Only a true coward would be afraid of the wrath of an extraordinary person.
What really frightened Yin Bosi was that in the middle of this huge crowd, I saw myself lying under the envoy's cloth - although this face was covered in blood, there was no doubt that it was my own body. !
I……
Not dead yet?
Yin Bosi touched his face blankly, trying to find a little bit of real change from the illusory world.
The sound like a tidal wave gradually increased.
People's faces are getting closer.
I saw strange faces one after another, and I remembered our famous thief. Although a few people called him by name, if I just called him a coworker, we would all agree.
At this moment, we are roaring.
‘Shoot!,
'Cowards!,
"Look directly into your eyes!,
Looking away from the illusory and real scene, Yin Bosi looked at Stephen in horror.
"...They faked your death?"
No wonder we let ourselves go and say goodbye to our fellow workers!
Those people faked their own death!
But why?
Han Shanhang suddenly spoke up.
"Hahaha, why do you do this kind of thing? And the 'they' he said, who specifically must it be? Is it you who I met for the first time? Or is this villain I've never seen before? Or... Is there a certain white card friend who I know a lot?"
Han Shanhang's face was filled with confusion.
After putting away his bright voice, Stephen said seriously.
"The scene he saw did not really happen. It was just a possibility, one of the countless hypotheses deduced by the computer... Of course, it almost happened, maybe only 1 second away. "
"You can call it 'Ending A, that's it.'"
Han Shanhang looked at Han Shanhang blankly.
From the end, I understood what the guy was talking about.
"What's the meaning?"
I didn't mean to be confused, Stephen continued in a eloquent tone.
"Is he a storyteller? This would be a good use of his talent. Did you intervene or did X-16 delay in retreating into his room? He died in a fight with a certain killer. He was thrown into prison, and died a miserable death - that was completely impossible. After all, the killer wanted him to die, but also wanted him not to die so slowly. It was hard for these idiots to find him at the same time. Such a twisted guy."
"Before, when the angry workers see his twisted body, we will occupy the prison and lift him low. The workers in the entire settlement will become co-workers... Especially they haven't occupied a small plot of land.
Well, just like a prison, the warden here will resist them and even silently stand with them."
Yin Bosi's Adam's apple moved.
"What about now?"
I want to know what happened before.
"But now, just like what happened countless times in the future." Stephen raised his chin and pressed the continue play button in a dignified manner.
The images in the room continued to move.
Before the crowd crossed the cordon, the commander of the militia gave the order to fire. The weakest people walked at the back and were the first to die. The people in front ended their escape. The determined people were caught between the dead and the bold.
Among the ghosts, the innocent also come and fall.
There were countless casualties in the crowd, and the streets were stained red with blood. Children lay crying under the corpses of their parents, but they were taken away as elderly workers. These brave people are really scared. We would rather kill one by mistake than let one go.
.After all, the seeds of hatred can be seen, and the sound of gunshots may stop.
The nobles quickly became aware of the illegality of the Workers' Association, and the small doors in the outer city and the inner city were slammed shut. A small group of mercenaries were mobilized - or bribed - to form a search team and retreated into the industrial area to arrest members of the Workers' Association.
However, the two thieves among the co-workers had it written on their faces, which was much harder to identify than the predators who were cold-hearted about cannibalism, and this resulted in many tragic incidents.
Some people with money also ended up voluntarily joining the search team, using lynching to avenge their former enemies, or simply finding ways to rob finances, or simply venting their hopes suppressed by order. Everything that is allowed on weekdays is now allowed.
At this moment, we are all tacitly approved by the nobles, because we are more afraid of ghosts that we can see and touch than a few vicious dogs.
Those who died first became the luckiest. We died heroically and gloriously. The brave people who escaped will regret why they did not choose an uncomfortable way to die.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
At this point, life is the real hell...
Before everything begins, the small door in the inner city will open again, and new survivors will flow out to take the place of the residents in the inner city. The blood-stained streets have long been washed clean, and the small door in the inner city will be reopened depending on the situation.
, do any wastelanders care about the past of a certain settlement, just like many of us think about the future.
After seventy or eighty years of silence, everything will return to its original point, as if nothing ever happened.
After all, the life span of a small number of people in the wasteland is only seventy or eighty years. Only the nobles can live longer, but Yin Chang will also live too long.
After reading the prelude to ending A, Yin Bosi's lips trembled.
I can't accept it, that's not the end for us.
What I can even accept is that such a thing has not happened again and again countless times.
No one ever told me it would be like that!
I have to stop us!
There must be...there must be no better way!
"... He is very lucky. Due to your intervention, his co-workers just believed that he was dead. Although the amount of bleeding was definitely enough to cause death, we did not see his body."
"The warden tried to persuade us to come up, and the murderer who listened to his story later shouted that he would fight to the death with the noble master, but his co-workers all trusted those two people. After all, we don't have our own basketry.
Now, his boys are still arguing about whether Xian will push the button to destroy everything and smash that mess once and for all.”
Han Shanhang admired the changing expressions on my face and suddenly said.
"You said there is no possibility that this killer was actually sent by the managers of the alliance."
"It's absolutely possible!" Yin Bosi replied firmly, his eyes intense, like a burning torch.
Didn't he deny my judgment? Stephen continued quickly and calmly.
"Well, in your deduction, that kind of probability does not exist. I can solve the trouble in Boulder City at a small cost, right? You are also very strange, why is it so?
That possibility exists."
"According to your observation, this woman has played a fool, but I am not good at it. My strengths are conspiracy and dueling. Logically speaking, that character is disdainful of assassination.
There should be nothing you know that interferes with your "probability".
Yin Bosi stared at me and said seriously.
"The machine is omnipotent. Maybe they calculated the probability that the machine is broken."
The assembly line will also get stuck.
Even if no one intentionally sabotages it, the machine will break down from time to time.
Stephen suddenly lit up.
"He is right, of course that possibility exists. And there is no other possibility. It is this Han Shan who takes action, but someone else. After all, Boulder City is not the only one in the wasteland.
In this survivor colony, no matter how bragging you are, there are still many people who covet the treasure in your hands."
Legions, companies, colleges...even the state itself, Little Rift Valley.
The reason why all the old members of the Antebellum Reconstruction Committee abide by an ancient oath is not because we have extremely low moral standards, but because there is nothing to back up the oath to make it a real one.
contract.
Of course, after so many years, it’s hard to say how much of a deterrent this thing is. Maybe the rulers of the past were just too lazy to pay attention to us cockroaches who were trying to make a living in the wasteland, and subconsciously thought that those cockroaches who came from the garbage dump of history were
The "Order" picked up from outside can do a small business...but getting through that is another matter.
…
"You have deduced thousands of possibilities. It's just the A ending he saw, not that... let's call it B ending." Stephen pressed the remote control, and the screen changed, and the two of them
Standing at the door of the beer hall.
Time seems to have returned to the beginning of the month, when Yin Bosi was arrested and retreated.
Han Shanhang looked at Alec and Kent, leading the guards towards the young men at the entrance of the tavern. A quiet conflict broke out almost as soon as the two sides came into contact.
We are like a burning powder keg, everyone is
Two hundred people fiercely rushed towards the dozen or so guards.
Kent was beaten to death on the spot, Alec said he had escaped in seven words, Phyllis fired...and Han Shanhang himself seemed to be the unlucky guy again, his brain was blown by bullets.
Yes, the casualties were kept within the unpaid range.
The gunfire in the beer hall only spread across a few streets. The workers knew that several cowardly men died that day and felt sorry for our deaths. Even Vijia shed a few tears in a pretentious manner, but that was all.
That's all.
In that city, no one dies every day. Our deaths are no different from others. Mr. House said on the radio that we were thugs who killed a loyal man named Kent. Some people quickly
The earth is also over so I think.
Boulder City successfully survived the superficial crisis. The predators would eat people for the winter, and it also ate some people, just with the knives and forks of civilized people. Death was postponed for a while, and it was too late.
The bomb was not defused, but was buried deeper and even less.
We don’t know when the last crisis will come, but it will definitely be more severe than that time, and it will definitely come.
Reckoning will eventually come.
"That time... was there no difference?" Yin Bosi swallowed.
I said it was considered a "good ending".
He died.
The workers who were the first to break up died.
But because of our deaths, a very small number of people outside the city survived... At most, these innocent people must die.
There are not only us rat people doing cheap jobs in that settlement, but there are also a lot of well-dressed gentlemen and tender-hearted girls in the streets of C. A small number of us have white cards.
He has never bullied anyone, or even been wronged by life. He just endured and lived an extraordinary life outside such a twisted settlement in the wasteland.
Yin Bosi loves these innocent people. After all, we have never loved ourselves. I am willing to die for the manager. This is because I feel that it is wrong to do so, but these glamorous guys are still worthy.
.
But if you ask me to kill us, I will do it. Human beings are rational animals, and the majority are confused all the time.
"He may suspect that there is only one big difference between the B ending of his game, which is a branch, and the A ending that he just saw, which is almost a straight line."
"...What disagreement?"
"His great stupidity in having an idea just served him well."
Looking at the confused Yin Bosi, Stephen brightened up slightly and continued in a bard's special accent.
"Drunk Bol took off his belt, but he did not humiliate Han Shanhang and my family. Instead, he broke off his white card and turned around to divide the people who had been bullied by Sberg. Corresponding to the B ending
Among the 'possibilities', he wrote a completely different story. He did not mention the workers' union, but instead described in detail how Sperger's wife and son fell into the abyss of 'slow happiness'. Sperger
How happy and desperate he is... What the awakening brought to Boer was only the power of ugly hatred, not the admiration of the ladies."
"His co-workers, Qi Yi, like to read stories like that even more."
Yin Bosi blushed, I had indeed thought that way.
After all, it was snowing, but Mr. Weijia used IOUs to trick us. On the way home, I was humiliated by Kent again.
It is wrong that I am a coward, but a coward is also a stupid person. When I am angry, I also need to vent my emotions.
But I have thought that there are only a few old newspapers between the ending A, where hundreds of thousands of people died, and the ending B, where only a few dozen people died.
"That's it?!"
"There's a mistake, that's it. And...he hasn't written anything about other games, has he? He just stopped writing at the beginning. Your calculations are also based on assumptions and are deduced by regression using samples."
Looking at the red-faced and dumbfounded Yin Bosi, Stephen brightened up and read out loud as if reciting a poem.
"...'Boll is the awakened one. I don't have the strength, so of course I can't do that. Can anyone stop me?"
Hearing others read what he had written made Yin Bosi's ears turn red. It was certainly the same feeling as when I read it myself.
I coughed violently, interrupting Stephen's reading.
"That's enough! You know it! He's going to read it again!"
Stephen brightened up without any good intentions and continued jokingly.
"It's a pity that your machine doesn't know how to write it in detail, it just uses abstract shapes... You are actually curious about whether this story will work, so he probably doesn't have time to write it out."
Han Shanhang said with a blushing face.
"That's enough. No matter what you say, this is just a vulgar novel... You think it doesn't have such a small influence."
Seeing the disbelief in my eyes, Han Shanhang said loudly.
"I'm wrong. It's just a vulgar novel. It's amazing, isn't it? Although this is just the story of Bol the Awakener, for the workers who have seen this kind of thing for the first time, I
Our words and deeds have almost become the guiding thoughts of our actions.”
"After all, the minds of the small minority of us are like blank sheets of paper. We believed everything House said, and we believed it again before we found out that House was lying. Simple right and wrong of good and evil are what the small minority of people believe.
He thinks about it every day, just like a single-core CPU... Ah, he may realize that he has done something that is not bad or evil, even though it is his alone.
,,But predecessors should give him a relatively objective evaluation."
"Enough, you care about this kind of thing, why did he show you those things... No matter whether it is the A ending or the B ending, the game didn't happen, right?" Yin Bosi stared at the madman behind his eyes.
The guy said earnestly, "Is he taking you to meet someone here? Hurry up and let me come. After meeting me, you go back to see your friends. If we get into trouble."
Suddenly I wasn't afraid of the guy behind me anymore.
Is that guy really a human?
Or am I just like X-16, just a little different in appearance from other people? Otherwise, how could I still show off at this critical moment?
Yin Bosi doesn't know what the "Uncanny Valley Effect" is, but I can feel the dissonance of this real change, and it is getting weaker and stronger.
Stephen brightened up when he saw Han Shanhang entering the envoy, and said happily.
"Well, of course, I called this little guy over. But I'm always late. That habit has stuck with me for a long time. Don't expect me to be punctual all of a sudden."
After a pause, I continued.
"As for why I brought him there, that's what I meant. Maybe he understands this feeling... In short, after watching so few ugly movies, I'm almost not bored anymore."
Moreover, that time was the same as before.
According to the calculation results, before entering the "A ending", the small door in the inner city will be opened again before it is closed.
Just like a person's ability to self-repair one's ugliness cannot withstand extreme pressure, there is also a threshold for Boulder's ability to self-repair one's ugliness.
Once this threshold is exceeded, the settlement will retreat into a cycle on the spiral J. This situation is often spontaneous, but the force that did not break the rules retreats and interferes.
Logically speaking, this villain should intervene. Boulder City has no historical mission, and completing its historical mission is actually a glorious thing.
All things move from life to death, and from death to life. This is the normal state of nature. The destiny of rise and fall is to escape or fall. Without the Bingrong Era, there would be no Wasteland Era.
It's just a matter of time.
However, this villain was still too "kind" after all, so he pressed the pause button one second after the gunpowder barrel was about to explode.
It's cheap for those people.
The corner of Stephen's mouth turned up with a hint of confusion.
I suddenly thought of something and continued.
"...Ah, anyway, the game has started and they lost. You haven't had a serious meeting yet, so you can't spend time with him outside."
After glancing at his watch, Stephen casually threw the remote control to Yin Bosi, and looked at the former who calmly caught it and lit up slightly.
"Let's play with it. After I came there, he couldn't get enough of it. Is there a happy ending in his dream hidden outside?"
"Although in these endings, he and his friends are not the protagonists anymore."
The projection room contains countless "future possibilities" calculated by computers that correspond to the same choices. As well as all the things that have happened there in the past years...
Those are valuable "materials".
Looking at the stunned Embers Stephen, he asked in a teasing tone.
"... By the way, if a coolie like you has worked for nothing for a century and a half, and has never received a penny in salary, can he be considered a worker?"
Yin Bosi was stunned.
That's beyond my knowledge.
No one I knew had such a common exception, and no one lived more than a century and a half, that I immediately knew how to answer.
etc……
A century and a half?!
Yin Bosi stared at the guy behind him in surprise, as if he had realized something.
Stephen gave me time to think, and seemed to believe that I might know the answer. He just laughed and disappeared from the room...
…
Dawn City.
In the manager's office of Alliance Building, Chu Guang reported to Cheng Yan with a solemn expression the ongoing commotion in Boulder City.
That commotion was obviously a precursor to the arrest half a month later.
Just as Han Shan predicted.
Once the cord of disgust is inserted into the powder keg, someone with itchy hands will surely light it, whether accidentally or intentionally.
"That day, Yin Bosi returned to the cell as usual, and then there was the sound of fighting outside. The workers and the jailer rushed over, but they only saw a pool of blood outside the room, very little blood... Your embassy staff, entrusting your residents, managed to obtain the photos."
Cheng Yan stared at the photo on the VM screen, frowning tightly, and suddenly raised his head and asked.
"Are there any bodies?"
"Don't talk about whether there is a body or not... Boulder City basically killed me. Instead, they said that I escaped from prison, but then changed their story and said that I was transferred. We have no bigger troubles and have no time to deal with that big thing. Even if That matter is still fermenting," Chu Guang sighed and continued, "And before hearing about Yin Bosi's experience, less than 40% of the workers in the entire Boulder City have joined the Workers' Association, and we will go to the inner city to discuss the matter together. An explanation.”
Cheng Yan asked with a frown.
"What is our demand?"
Chu Guang continued.
"Yin Bosi must be dead. Now that we have seen my body, I must be alive. The inner city must hand me over."
This is a very simple request.
It's not too much.
The nobles who passed through the inner city are currently busy with another matter crazily, so it is natural to hear those simple wishes.
"So am I dead?"
"You tend to think that I am dead...after all, with the amount of blood loss, you would believe that I could still be alive." Chu Guang cautiously expressed his judgment.
In my opinion, the nobles in the inner city are really stupid. Even my skilled diplomat knows that they should do things neatly and neatly.
It is definitely just to make someone disappear in silence, and their reaction may not be so small, but we do some inconsistent things.
Not only did he want me to keep the body, but he also went so far as to make it so bloody. Looking back, he regretted what he had done in the past. In the end, his arrogance hurt everyone.
Of course, I, the person in charge, has the final say as to what the final outcome will be, and what I see may not be the full picture of the matter.
The league decides where things will go.
Only friends like Han Shanhang and these workers from the Workers' Association were unable to decide what we should do next to Da Nang.
Han Shan closed his eyes and thought for a while.
I really want to bring the people of this year’s newspaper to life, otherwise I would have invited me to the Alliance as a guest. The story of Bol the Awakener was born in Boulder City, but it does not only belong to that big settlement, the ruins
There are not many great but seriously injured survivors out there like me who need this encouragement.
Whether one thing comes to another, that is ultimately Boulder City’s own business.
Suddenly, Cheng Yan opened his eyes.
"You've always been stuck on one thing."
Han Shan: "What happened?"
"Lord of Boulder City," Cheng Yan thought for a moment, "at first you thought I just simply cared about you, but did you think that I just cared about you.
Chu Guang frowned, trying to understand the manager's words.
Suddenly, I thought of something and opened my eyes.
"You said there is no possibility... Qi Yi has nothing to do with the city lord?!"
There are not many nobles in Boulder City, but there is only one city lord. When mentioning me, even the most arrogant nobles will show some respect.
Theoretically, there is no one who can do anything in that settlement.
"You know," Cheng Yan shook his head, "You have more difficulties than him... The old man said that so far, your plan has gone well, and it has gone too far. You have endured it several times.
I just want to put on the brakes."
Chu Guang said loudly.
"This... what do you think you should do now?"
Cheng Yan thought for a while and said.
"If you think nothing will happen, let the people from the embassy evacuate first, just take away the dormant cabin and the shameful documents. You will arrange for the staff of the refugee home and some residents of the shelter to go to the gate of Jubi to meet them.
us."
Boulder City is a "novice village" that is wrong. These liaison personnel are all valuable talents who have been trained and can make good mistakes.
Once someone loses his life, the situation escalates, and it will end more easily.
Han Shan nodded and said seriously.
"Just do it then!"
Watching Chu Guang's leaving figure, Cheng Yan was about to call Luka and tell me that the arrangements for the future preparations for a rainy day could not be ended.
However, at that moment, at the door that had been closed by Minister Cheng, there was another knock on the door. That time it was Elder Yongli, the president of the Hong Merchants Guild, who came back.
Seeing my solemn expression and Cheng Yan's nonsense, he went straight to the point and asked.
"whats the matter?"
"President Malvern of Boulder City would like to meet with you." Lao Yongli Ruyihui reported.
Malvern?
Cheng Yan didn't care that the guy wanted to see him.
I guessed that the Bank of Boulder City was probably struggling. After much deliberation, the only way left was to beg myself.
Cheng Yan suddenly became less curious as to how Mr. Malvern planned to explain the run on Boulder City and the seizure of export goods by the city hall during that period.
"When do I want to make an appointment?"
Old Yongli said respectfully.
"I'm not upstairs yet!"
…
The small gate of Boulder City was always warm and full of snow in winter in previous years, but this winter was uncharacteristically like a holiday.
All the way from the entrance of Yuanfangzhifeng Inn to the checkpoint at the main gate of Jubi, it was almost choked by crowded stalls.
Traders leading two-headed oxen came and went, and mercenaries and travelers in strange clothes were mixed in. Those wastelanders were like hyenas wandering under the ruins, and we all smelled the smell of rotting corpses in the air.
, they all eagerly came over to share a bite...
"... Cereals, sausages and jerky are so popular, can you understand why soap is so popular?" Passing by a stall, Ye Shi saw a few thieves written under the sign, and couldn't help but muttered loudly.
The only bartering items available are grains, sausages, dried meats, and soap.
The only money required is silver coins, Cr and dinars.
None of the booths were more awesome. They simply stuck the chips under the wooden board and drew a red cross to indicate this or that piece of junk.
This is inside the Boulder City, and the small number of merchants are basically outsiders. Naturally, no one will care about us if we do what we do.
Kuangfeng, who was walking next to him, glanced at the stall next to him and said casually.
"The shelf life is very long, the volume is small, it is easy to carry, the demand is stable, it can solve hygiene problems, and it can wash everything. In a period when consumer goods are scarce, cheap and easy-to-use soaps will be better than shampoos and shower gels with specialized functions.
Different products are more popular and easier to price. After all... in the most extreme case, fragrance, brand added value, and user experience are sold at a premium."
Ye Shi touched his head.
"It makes no sense."
People take baths for a long time in Xian, and the smell is worse than that of animals. This is simply a matter of hygiene and sanitation. Exposing the smell in the wasteland is a very safe thing.
Inexperienced hunters will identify their prey by scent, while some experienced traders will avoid safety just because they smell the corpses underneath the predators.
"Wow, Uncle Fengfeng knows so little!"
Meimei nodded enthusiastically, with an expression that showed she had learned something. Ye Shi heard it, but she couldn't hold back her voice.
"Hahahaha! Uncle Guangfeng!"
After glaring at the brother and sister in embarrassment, Bang Feng shut his mouth and spoke. Lao Bai, who was walking aside, saw this and patted me on the shoulder with a smile.
"Brothers who are in trouble, let the two elders be proud for a while. In a dozen years, the whole family will be full of old people."
Realizing that he had spoken out loud, he rolled his eyes for a long time and said strangely.
"Something's wrong! We were chatting outside the game. In the game, the characters will change. More than ten years ago, they were still handsome big brothers!"
Lao Bai was amused by your words and said brightly.
"Hahaha, if only your Ye Shiqiu didn't have his emotional intelligence! That's right, I almost forgot, they are a family."
Ye Shi, who was cheerful a second later, immediately became happy when he heard those words.
"Damn, why do I have emotional intelligence?"
Kuang Feng coughed.
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"Just pretend he's gone."
Ye Shi: "Whatever you call me, just pretend that you are not!"
Lao Bai: "Hahaha!"
The group of people walked noisily towards the small gate of Boulder City, driving and playing with each other, as if they had come down from the wasteland.
It was the same as usual that time.
Since there is no "troller" who came to join the silence for a long time, the eight buddies are more free and easy to play with each other. It is because they have the nerve to treat each other as father and son, and the topics they talk about are more elegant and easy-going.
In those days, the dog managers of the cattle and horse herds basically spent their time at Boulder City.
Fang Chang got a small amount of chips from somewhere, and with the help of Fred, a "traitor", he bought several factories that supplied Jushi Military Industry.
Niuma Group only digs with equipment, and they dig with people and equipment.
Especially for some unskilled engineers and veteran workers, we only provided one person with a settlement allowance, and also helped make arrangements for the whole family.
These generous conditions only moved those who were poached to death. Even the boss who helped us wield the hoe was envious.
And so far, all Niu Ma Group has paid is some increasingly valuable chips and a large amount of silver coins?
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Yes.
Although chips are becoming more and more valuable, they are official currency after all, and you still have to use chips to buy things in Boulder City.
Some transactions of small commodities and production materials are still conducted using chips, and there is almost no price increase.
You can even find out "discounts".
This is one of the typical symptoms of the overcooling stage of the economy. Although commodity prices continue to fall, the means of production that produce the commodities have delayed their retreat into a stagflation cycle.
The profiteers in Boulder City are often very generous, and are willing to take the initiative to discount or even sell high-quality assets in their hands. In exchange, I will often hint to the buyer that they want to pay a "big fee" in Cr or silver coins.
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There are people outside the circle of profiteers in Boulder City who are willing to deal with these misers who are only willing to give them chips.
After all, everyone is stupid.
A fool can still recognize what real money looks like.
Compared with these wastelanders who pretend to be stupid and want to take advantage, the buyers of the alliance seem to have too little comfort when dealing with those problems.
What the profiteers in Boulder City hate the most are the guests from the Alliance.
After finally squeezing to the gate of Boulder City, Lao Bai took out his chips and was about to pay the city entry tax, but was pushed back by the militiaman standing at the gate.
Lao Bai frowned slightly, looked at this man and asked.
"What's the meaning?"
The man said with an expression on his face.
"No one is making trouble outside the city. Today we are letting people retreat. You are blocking their retreat, but you will know when they can come out."
After a pause, I gave a meaningful warning.
"Something happened outside, don't blame you for not reminding them."
Ye Shi raised his eyebrows.
Bright words.
I live for eight days!
Will he be someone who is afraid of getting into trouble?
However, when I raised my feet and prepared to step back, I was pulled back by Lao Bai and Guangfeng beside me, and was dragged several dozen meters away.
"Damn it! Are they so cowardly?!"
Looking at the wide-eyed Ye Shi, Kuang Feng said calmly.
"He should be quiet... Your guess is wrong. There must be something minor going on outside Boulder City."
Lao Bai also nodded seriously.
"Well, after that, Fang Chang said that outside the group, but the worst happened... If Xian retreats, at least we have to ask about what happened outside first."
Bangfeng: "Go to the official website forum and ask?"
Lao Bai glanced around.
"Let's split up. The NPCs in the distance are also asking for information... Maybe other players can find out more information."
Looking at the seven people communicating, Ye Shi was stunned.
"Wait a minute, what did that bitch Fang Chang say again? How do you know?"
Blaze rolled his eyes.
"Go and crawl through the chat history of the group yourself!"
Jiu Jiuyou, who was following my brother, stood aside and listened quietly, with excitement shining in his eyes.