Mr. House is dead!

The news spread like wings throughout the Mojave wasteland.

At first, people were skeptical, but as time went on, more and more evidence showed the truth of the matter, and the descriptions of some of the tourists present at the time, the details of the battle, became known to more people.

So in the minds of the other residents of the wasteland, the image of Vegas's new boss was gradually sketched: he looked very young, tall but with fine skin and tender flesh, probably from which Vault residents came. His hands can unleash thunder, and the robot will fall to the ground as soon as it is touched by him.

His whole body was shrouded in golden light, like a god descending from the heavens, and neither bullets nor lasers could hurt him in the slightest. He was so powerful that he could smash a steel gate more than ten centimeters thick with a hammer.

These rumors reminded some travelers from the East of a boy who had come out of the Vault on the East Coast. Some of the NCR elders remembered a story about someone who had been circulating from a long, long time ago.

"These stupid idiots! What gods descend to earth? It's ridiculous! And Crocker is a piece of rubbish too! How did he become an ambassador? There was no news about such a big thing in advance! ”

At Camp McCarron, the NCR's top head of the Mojave region, General Oliver, is furious in his office.

As a soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time, he will not believe that any gods have descended from the earth.

Hmph, it's just some pre-war technology.

The so-called release of thunder is nothing more than some electromagnetic weapons, and only the ignorant fools will think that this is divine power.

Well, he admits that the electromagnetic weapon that can be put into a security robot at once is indeed beyond imagination. But so what, electromagnetic weapons may work wonders against robots, but not so good against flesh and blood humans.

There was also the invulnerability of the golden light, which was just some kind of position protection, and he had seen many similar things in some pre-war ruins. It's hard to deal with, but there's a limit to how much defense these things have, and it only takes a constant attack to break it all. As for the power beyond ordinary people, it is probably some special type of power armor.

Oliver wasn't afraid of that, he had lived through the war with the Brotherhood of Steel years ago, power armor, laser Gatling, Gauss rifle, ...... He was impressed by the power of those incredibly powerful pre-war weapons. But in the end, the Brotherhood of Steel was not defeated by the NCR.

He knew what to do with those things.

What really angered him was that NCR didn't take advantage of this opportunity to take over New Vegas. Instead, he gave up the ruling power to a hairy boy who didn't know what came out of that shelter!

It's ridiculous, there's only one person on the other side, and NCR can't even show this bit of courage!?

When has the army of two-headed bears degenerated to this point!?

But it's too late to say this, and the robots that had fallen in the battle didn't know how the other side used to get back on their feet and start serving their previous enemies.

"Damn! If it weren't for Caesar......"

Oliver slapped the table indignantly.

Now their main enemy is the corps. Although victorious in the last battle for the dam, the NCR also suffered heavy losses. And now, Caesar, who was not willing to accept defeat, was gathering his army on the opposite side of the dam, ready to attack at any moment. The NCR didn't have enough troops to use - the bureaucrats at home would rather use their elite troops to guard the twin cows of the damned farmers than send an extra company of reinforcements to Mojave.

At this juncture, he didn't want to make a fuss, and the time was not yet ripe for war with New Vegas - something had to be done to stabilize the other side, at least not to get him on the side of the Legion.

Thinking of this, Oliver called his secretary in from outside the door.

"Inform Crocker and let him tell the new owner of Vegas that NCR is willing to renew his previous agreement with House."

***

Across the river from the Hoover Dam is the Fortified Ridge, where Caesar's camp is located. He has built this fortress here since the defeat in that war a few years ago.

"So, my generals, let's talk about what happened in New Vegas lately."

Caesar, the only leader of Caesar's legion and the emperor, sat on a throne decorated with leather and horns, looking at his men.

Originally, the Legion's focus on New Vegas was limited to gathering intelligence, after all, there was an NCR between the two. Although he had sent someone to try to contact Mr. House, to no avail.

However, the recent change of owners in New Vegas has made Caesar quite moved.

This may be a good opportunity. Caesar is more than happy to do anything that could cause the NCR to catch fire in the back.

"A very ambitious young man, if he were on my side, it would be a *** annoyance to NCR."

Speaking was Gaius Magnus, a legionary officer named after two powerful and historically influential generals of the late Roman Empire who led Caesar's legion to conquer the 87th tribe, thus obtaining the Centurion armor of the "Conqueror of the 87th Tribe", which is a symbol of honor.

"If he can stab the NCR in the back when we attack the dam, we can take the dam without much effort."

The legion's second-in-command, Laneus, the envoy in charge of the operation to capture the Hoover Dam, thought strategically.

Lucius, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, was silent, knowing that although Caesar had asked them to speak, he had already made his own decision.

Sure enough, Caesar immediately spoke: "Then inform our people in New Vegas, and let him tell the new boss there that the great Caesar wants to meet him." ”

***

The casino soon returned to its former prosperity, and although the on-screen police were replaced by soldiers with cigarettes, the huge security robot with only one wheel still maintained order in the casino, as had not happened a few days ago.

And for visitors to the casino area, as long as it doesn't get in the way of having fun, it doesn't matter who is behind New Vegas.

Directly opposite "Lucky 38", Vice City is open for business again after two days of silence, and prostitutes in revealing clothes are open. The woman also continued to attract guests for the casino with her profligate dance.

It seems that nothing has changed.

But for casino owners, it was a really tough few days.

Although the collapse of the Leader Gang, one of the three major families, is nothing compared to the major event of the change of owner in New Vegas, it is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for the mafia who also belongs to the three major families.

Although the relationship between the two sides is not good, and even hostile, as a tribe supported by Mr. House, the fall of the Guild Gang will inevitably cause him some injuries.

"What do you think?"

The mafia's boss, known as "Big Sal", looked solemnly at a text message placed on the table, which was delivered by a security robot this morning.

There were no extra words on the letter, just let them continue with what they had done before.

This is also the reason why Sin City is open again, he is ready to run away - the battle that happened in front of Sin City is still fresh in his memory, and the security robot that then changed his avatar and acted again with his owner made him unable to raise even the slightest belief in resistance.

To this day, he still remembers the fear of being surrounded by these robots a few years ago.

He didn't know how Mr. Root Grabber did it, but there was no doubt that he was in control of everything that belonged to Mr. House.

"Since he wants us to stay in business, it means that he also needs people like us to serve him."

The mafia's three masters, the balding Chacino, said with a pretended lightheartedness, even though his smile was very reluctant.

"But he killed the entire Governor's Gang."

The second boss Nairo hugged his hands tightly, and the joints of his fingers turned white because he was too hard.

After coming out of Lucky 38, Mr. Grabbing rushed to the casino of the Gang with his two floating robots. He had been to see it when he was there, and the tragic situation in the Shanghaojia casino was still vivid. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if the other party had rushed into Vice City.

"Probably to give us a heads-up?" Big Sal smiled wryly, "Anyway, he didn't do it like us after all, did he." ”

Maybe running away is the right choice at this time, but they should just give up everything in the casino......

"I hope so."

"If you really want to kill us, you won't say let us stay in business, right?"

***

It's pretty much the same thing that happened in Sin City.

White Glove, one of the three major families, has also resumed the operation of their casino, Super Mido.

But for Marjorie, the white-gloved creator, her fears are even greater than those of the mafia's masters.

In addition to the request to keep them open, there was also a mortal threat in the letter sent by Mr. "Grabbing Genbao".

The letter stated that White Glove was responsible for the disappearances that occurred in the casino during this time, and even directly pointed out that her second-in-command, Mortimer, was trying to revive some bad habits. If she can't fix all this, then the fate of the Elder Gang will be

A lesson from their past.

Yes, the White Gloves were a tribe with cannibalistic habits before.

Although Marjorie was now disgusted and disgusted by her family's old vices, it was a thing of the past, and she had strictly ordered no one to speak of the past, and they had abandoned their barbaric habits and joined the ranks of the civilized world.

Mortimer, is he really going to restore those things?

Marjorie was a little reluctant to believe that her most trusted lieutenant would go against her will.

"Mortimer, if it was really you who did it......"

Whether it's to maintain her authority or because of the threat of her new boss, she has to deal with it resolutely.

***

Something similar happened to other forces like Silver Impact, Atomic Cowboy, and Thorn City in New Vegas.

But the instigator didn't care about it.

He was meeting the people he cared more about than those forces, and the guests he wanted to get into this world.