"Thirsty...... Water ......"

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but Xia Yan, who gradually woke up, only felt that her stomach was very hungry, and her throat was dry like a soldering iron.

His arms were heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

With a hazy vision of the fog, she tried to get up from the ground, but gave up after a few attempts.

Until her gaze landed on the plastic bottles and packaging bags not far away.

Pounced violently, Xia Yan grabbed the plastic bottle, no matter what liquid it contained, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Thirst is instantly relieved.

Pouring the last drop of water into his mouth, Xia Yan threw away the bottle, and then picked up the plastic packaging from the ground like a starving ghost and tore it open.

Her instincts told her that there was food in it!

However, when she saw the black stuff inside, her hungry expression was visibly stunned.

What's this......

I got closer and smelled it, but it didn't stink.

After some hesitation, Xia Yan finally made up his mind and tasted it carefully.

And the moment her lips and teeth touched, her expression froze suddenly, and then her pupils vibrated violently.

This!

What a taste it is!

Stuffing the black stuff into her mouth in one go, Xia Yan, who had eaten it thoroughly, licked her lips unfinished, and even didn't let go of the plastic packaging, and she turned it over and slipped around.

At this time, the alloy door in front of me opened.

Xia Yan looked up and saw the man standing in the doorway.

"Awake?"

Instinctively shrinking back, Xia Yan hurriedly glanced at the clothes on his body and nodded stiffly.

"Hmm."

"Is it delicious?"

Although I want to show a little backbone, my mouth doesn't listen to her.

"Delicious ......"

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"Do you still want it?"

"Yes." Xia Yan nodded violently.

Very satisfied with her answer, Chu Guang nodded.

"What you just ate is called chocolate."

"From today onwards, you work for me, and you will do whatever I ask you to do."

"In exchange, I can provide you with safe shelter and food. Also, if you're happy with your performance, I'll give you another piece of that thing. ”

Xia Yan had never eaten chocolate, except that it was a popular food before the war, and it was also a pleasure for the upper class of Boulder City.

“…… Is this what chocolate tastes like? ”

The index finger subconsciously touched his lips, and Xia Yan, who looked confused, gradually printed regret in his eyes.

Gan!

I already knew to eat slowly!

Of course, Chu Guang couldn't guess what she was thinking.

If you knew, you wouldn't be able to help but roll your eyes.

Just a piece of chocolate......

As for it?

"Yes," looking at Xia Yan who was sitting on the ground, Chu Guang continued, "So your answer is?" ”

"I do."

Xia Yan replied without hesitation, and it was not even a question what Chu Guang planned to let himself do.

After all, there was no choice.

After losing half of his leg, even if he returns to Boulder City, the final outcome will be nothing more than stinking rot in the alleys of the slums.

It's like a rotten orange peel.

No one cares at all.

If you can live, naturally no one wants to die.

At least I don't have this ideological consciousness yet.

Xia Yan turned his head, closed his eyes appointingly, and whispered.

"Although, I haven't tried it either, but it should be fine. I know what you want...... Lighten up. ”

"What?"

Chu Guang was subconsciously stunned, but after all, he was also an old driver who had been driving for so many years, and when he saw her expression, he guessed that she wanted to be crooked, and immediately straightened his face and said seriously.

"This lady, please respect yourself, I'm discussing work with you very seriously right now."

If you do it again.

Then I can't be serious.

Hearing Chu Guang's words, Xia Yan was also stunned.

What's that?

Didn't this guy take him back because he wanted to have a baby???

The pupils vibrated violently, and it seemed that he had finally distinguished between the brain supplement and reality, and Xia Yan's face gradually turned the color of pig liver.

Turning her head in shame, she stared at the crack in the corner of the wall and said fiercely.

"Kill me......"

Chu Guang: "??? ”

What's that?

……

After taking a while, Chu Guang and Xia Yan, who were lying on the ground, briefly explained the situation here.

The game is not popular in the wasteland, and using the concept of the player to explain it will only make the other party dizzy, and Chu Guang didn't bother to play the piano to the cow, so she simply said it in words that she could understand.

"In short, my men and I intend to establish a survivor colony on the surface, expel xenomorphs, take in refugees, and restore order to the area."

After hearing Chu Guang's words, Xia Yan had a disapproving expression.

How confident you have to be to say something so unrealistic.

Restore order?

In the past two hundred years, countless people have tried this, but none of them have succeeded, but there are more and more xenomorphs entrenched in the city, more and more mutants, and the living space of the survivors is constantly squeezed, and the situation is not as good as year by year.

"Do you think restoring order is as simple as building a wall?"

Xia Yan, whose heart was hurt, said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "You really should go to Boulder City to take a look, there are countless people there who are stronger than you, and even they can only hover on the edge of the Third Ring Road, what do you think you can do?" ”

"I naturally have my plan," Chu Guang, who hadn't thought about such a thing, looked at her calmly and continued, "I didn't plan to achieve this goal in a few months, I knew that it would be a protracted battle, and I was determined to sacrifice generations to complete it." ”

Annoying.

It's just a setting, can you let the master finish the words?

Of course, Chu Guang knew that restoring order could not be done with a simple sentence, and he had never arrogantly thought that he was invincible in the world just because he killed a few poor marauders living in the suburbs.

But this is his character.

Or the game setting.

At least the players have to feel like that NPC.

However, the guy in front of him obviously only heard the second half of the sentence.

How many generations?

Xia Yan's whole person shrank back nervously.

Sure enough, do you really want to have children?

"Back to the point," Chu Guang coughed lightly and continued, "You can assemble a firearm, right?" And to do maintenance for parts or something. ”

Xia Yan nodded.

"Yes, that's the basics."

"Very good," Chu Guang nodded, and continued, "From now on, you are the proprietress of the weapon shop. ”

"What?" Xia Yan looked confused, not understanding what he was saying.

Because when Chu Guang said a certain word, he was not using the language of this world at all, but the Mandarin of a parallel world.

"The proprietress of the weapons shop," Chu Guang stared at her, repeating word by word, and then continued, "This is your job position, in short, selling firearms and maintaining guns. Someone asks you what you do, and you answer. ”

"Selling guns?" Xia Yan asked confusedly, "Sell it to?" ”

"Residents of the Vault."

"Ah???h Xia Yan was even more confused, "Aren't those people your subordinates?" ”

"Yes, but it's a little different from the subordinates you understand," Chu Guang paused and continued, "To put it simply, we have just come out of the ground now, and we need to concentrate on big things, and we are short of materials, so we will temporarily implement a planned economy, and everyone will work together and eat around the cauldron together." ”

"When the existential crisis is resolved and various resources begin to surplus, they need to take the initiative to give full play to their enthusiasm for production and consciously step out of their comfort zone to forge ahead. Food, medicine, weapons, and other resources are no longer free. ”

"Since you're talking about Boulder City, you should know about chips, right? Actually, it's a meaning. ”

Apparently the woman didn't understand what she was saying.

The survivors of the wasteland, as long as they have a little education, can once again mix with the doglegs of a rich man, just like old Charlie who eats and waits for death on Bate Street. If you know a technology, you can also get a position in the factory, help the big guys burn boilers, dispense medicines, and repair power armor.

Only the poor will trade their lives for money.

Just like the Ms. Xia in front of her.

In the wasteland, mercenaries have never been a glamorous profession, just a bunch of cheap cannon fodder with no subsistence allowances and allowances.

But Chu Guang didn't care.

All he needed was a tool man who could carry out his orders.

Knowledge? Experience? Diathesis?

It's all something that can be learned.

After a pause, Chu Guang looked at her and said.

"The language spoken by our people is a little different from the people on the surface. But it's not a big problem, I'll teach you a few simple lines for everyday communication. ”

"You just have to do what I say."