After the Doomsday War, although it was not directly hit by nuclear bombs, Las Vegas still irrepressibly decayed.

The roulette wheels and slot machines that had driven countless tourists crazy before the war were no longer bothered, and the tribes that inhabited it didn't care what a thriving city it once was, nor did they care about the towers that stood on the long streets.

They live on killing and looting, and in some cases even cannibalism. Such barbarians would be wiped out by the NCR in the west, and would face annexation and enslavement by Caesar's legions in the east.

So these tribes lived in Vegas for generations.

It wasn't until a few years ago that Mr. House showed up and changed all that.

He sent out invitations to the three tribes that were willing to communicate with him at that time. To this day, those three tribes are known as the Three Great Families, and they live a lavish life by running their own casinos in the casinos.

And the rest continue to struggle for a bite to eat, living in the shadow of those who are lucky.

But not everyone is willing to succumb to the status quo.

Elvis Presley is one of them.

No one remembers Elvis's former name, but the man found a few books that could still be read in a relatively intact building on the outskirts of the casino, the "Elvis Presley School of the Performing Arts," some of which were still playable.

Although he didn't even know the real name of the guy called "Elvis" on the posters, and he knew the true meaning of art, this did not prevent him from being attracted to and fascinated by these things—the place called "school" in men's understanding should be some kind of religious place, where everything was built to pay homage to the guy who was called "Elvis" in the past.

People come here to get to know him, to learn to wear the same clothes as him, to act like him, and to try to become another him.

So the man put on a suit, put on hairspray, and changed his name to "Elvis," and he wanted to be like "Elvis" - even though he didn't know everything about him.

Maybe it was the attraction of pre-war art, or maybe it was the set of ideas that Elvis spread that many young people were attracted to this man.

Under Elvis Presley's leadership, they began their activities in Liberty City under the name of the "Elvis Presley Gang" based on the "Elvis Presley Performing Arts School". and eventually became the biggest force outside of the New Vegas casino.

When I met Elvis, it was already the third day that Long Jing had entered New Vegas.

Elvis Presley's auditorium was an acting school auditorium, not too large, with a dozen low round tables and some folding chairs in a messy setting.

"Hey, Rex, there's someone new coming to see us. I'm Elvis Presley, is there anything I can do for you? ”

Seeing Long Jing's arrival, Elvis Presley patted the hound next to him, which had been replaced by more than half of the mechanical device, and made a gesture to the chair opposite him to sit down.

It was a middle-aged man with a rather manly appearance, wearing a somewhat dated brown suit with a thick hairspray on his head.

Despite putting on a gentleman's appearance, Long Jing could still feel the strong taste of performance on him.

This is not to say that Elvis Presley is a different person, in fact, it can be seen from the plot of the game that Elvis Presley is very firm about the concept he has made and really wants to be the kind of person he wants.

But unfortunately, he really didn't learn the gentlemanly manners very well.

"Monchi. D. Grasp the root treasure. ”

Long Jing reached out and shook Elvis Presley's hand, and put on a fake name.

"Maybe you haven't heard, I'm from the First Empire. That's on the West Coast, a country further west than the NCR's territory. But it doesn't really matter, does it, what matters is what I'm here for. ”

Elvis nodded and motioned for him to continue.

New Vegas attracts wasteland dwellers from all over the world every day, and the Elvis Presleys are committed to maintaining law and order and administering justice in Liberty City, and they will pay attention to every new character who enters Liberty City.

Although Long Jing entered the Free City alone, the two eyeball robots floating behind him couldn't help but attract Elvis's attention, especially after ED-E easily burned a few thugs to charcoal - Mr. House's use of robots to subdue the whole of New Vegas made a deep impression on this man.

"To be honest, I'm not good at talking, and I don't like to beat around the bush. So I'm going to get straight to the point. ”

Long Jing leaned forward slightly, his hands were crossed under his nose, and the sunglasses he had specially brought reflected the light, making it impossible to distinguish his thoughts from his expression.

"My target is Mr. House!"

“……”

Elvis Presley didn't speak, but the expression on his face had become serious.

After a long time, he spoke, "Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"Your goal didn't surprise me too much. Here, every day, there are many people who want Mr. House to die. The Legion, the NCR, and even the three families he single-handedly supported. But so far, no one has ever been able to enter Lucky 38, and no one has even seen Mr. House for what he really is. ”

Elvis Presley's voice remained unhurried in his unhurried tone, which he didn't know what he had learned.

"Mr. House never leaves his casino, he just communicates through the computer screen. Some even think it's just a brain stored in a jar or an intelligent computer that thinks it's human — and it's said that he's been alive for almost 300 years. What's more, he also has an army of robots under his command......"

Speaking of this, Elvis Presley looked up at the two eyeball robots floating behind Long Jing.

"And you only have two."

"That's my problem, isn't it?"

"Yes, you are free to do what you want." Elvis Presley asked, "While I think it might be better without Mr. House, I'm not going to let my people join a game that doesn't stand out." ”

Although it was said politely, the meaning in Elvis Presley's words was very clear.

In fact, if it weren't for the so-called gentlemanly demeanor, he might have already started to pick people up.

Despite the Elvis Presley's efforts to maintain the apparent harmony and prosperity of the Free City, it is not because they agree with Mr. House's rule. On the contrary, the Elvis Presleys continue to meddle in all aspects of the affairs of Liberty City out of dissatisfaction with Mr. House, and they use actions such as maintaining law and order and controlling water sources to assert their presence in Liberty City and weaken Mr. House's influence.

But then again, that doesn't mean Elvis Gang is back against Mr. House. Especially in the case of a stranger who came out of nowhere to say a few words casually - when he is a fool who will fight with others when he casually says two words.

Of course, Long Jing didn't try to fool him, otherwise Elvis would still be furious no matter how much he cared about his demeanor.

Long Jing was not surprised by Elvis Presley's attitude, and if Elvis suddenly said that he would strongly support him, it would be really problematic.

In fact, he didn't come to ask for support or help in the first place, and he wasn't the kind of brain-dead person who thought he had the spirit of a tyrant and could make people bow down with just a few words.

If you want someone else to work, you have to show at least a convincing ability, even if you don't have a strong force.

And he was alone, with no fame or force, and if it weren't for the two robots and a big gang of thugs, Elvis would probably not even meet him.

"Maybe to you, I'm probably a fanatic who doesn't know what to call a fanatic." Long Jing smiled: "I believe that if the people of Van Graaf or Garrett sitting in front of me would have been thrown out as a madman who had been swallowed by Jett." ”

Aren't you?

Elvis Presley didn't speak, but his expression clearly expressed his meaning.

"Probably I didn't make it clear." Long Jing made an apologetic expression, "I'm not going to ask for your help or support, I'm just going to inform you." After all, after replacing Mr. House, I also need someone to run New Vegas for me, don't I? ”

"I also said that you have to do nothing but yours." "Everyone here has the right to go their own way and do what they want," Elvis said. Every man here is his own king. ”

"That's your philosophy?"

"It's a belief shared by the Elvis Presleys. We're fundamentally different from other gangs, not just because we're well-dressed, but because we're not a bunch of gangsters who want to get into trouble all the time. We share the same beliefs. ”

Long Jing laughed, because he was playing the English version, Long Jing didn't know much about the Elvis Gang, but he knew on the forum post that this was the only force that could be considered very decent, and in the game, they could also be seen patrolling the streets to fight the thugs. If you do something good, they will give you a gift.

I just didn't expect their philosophy to be like this...... Naive.

But that's why he chose the Elvis Gang.

Of course, the gang is big, and there are always some other different voices inside, but Elvis himself has always been firmly committed to his beliefs.

"I know that just using words doesn't make sense, and anyone can blow cowhide. I'm not here to prove anything. ”

Long Jing didn't expect to convince Elvis Presley with words, and he didn't have a three-inch snake. What's more, he looks like a lonely man, and he looks like a white wolf with empty gloves anyway.

"I'm here today just hoping that if news of Mr. House's death comes out, the Elvis Presley Gang will do the right thing."

Speaking of this, Long Jing stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

A pillar of golden light suddenly illuminated the room, and Elvis Presley couldn't help but reach out to cover his eyes. When the light cleared, the empty place was occupied by a huge iron cabinet.

"A small gift is not a tribute."

Long Jing opened the cabinet door, revealing the contents inside.

Elvis Presley was finally no longer at this time, and he could maintain his calm appearance of "Tarzan collapsed in front of him without being surprised".

Two rows of shiny brand-new guns, at least forty or fifty, and all of them were long guns (AK series), and the boxes under them were full of yellow-orange-orange bullets, in addition to a large number of grenades.

Although the Elvis Presley Gang is the number one gang in Liberty City, they lack adequate equipment compared to arms dealers like Silver Impact, and many members even use rudimentary water hoses as weapons.

But what really shocked Elvis was not these weapons, but Long Jing's ability to summon a box out of thin air.

Since a chest can be summoned, can it be said that something else can be summoned in this way?

Today is a weapon, and tomorrow it is hard to guarantee that it will not be an army of robots.

"I'm sure Elvis Presley will make the right choice. Isn't it? ”

This time, Long Jing was really smiling.