The Queen of the Night Bar.

Recently, it has been opening earlier and earlier, especially for those VIP customers who have a lot of money, and it is open around the clock.

To the slight disappointment of the guests, the devil's silk artwork seems to have disappeared from the bar lately, and has been replaced by imitations of nylon.

In a sense, this has become more convenient, but people still feel that something is missing.

After all, people are not animals, and in addition to that little thing, there are still some spiritual pursuits. And the artwork woven from the indestructible devil's silk can just make the originally vulgar dance become less vulgar.

What could provoke a man's desire for conquest more than rejection?

People complain that the thing is too strong, but they are more willing to pay for it.

However, regarding the matter of "banning the devil's silk art", Robb, the owner of the Queen of the Night Bar, is very resolute.

Even if he was the first to taste the sweetness.

The sub-magazine of "Survivor Daily" teased that his girl didn't care, anyway, neither he nor they cared about face, only about chips, but that guy dared to ridicule the aristocratic grandfather in the inner city, he simply didn't want to live!

He didn't want to be splattered with blood......

At this moment, the most important place to show your identity is in the box.

A few oily-haired and powder-faced boys are leaning on the soft sofa, hugging a group of disheveled beauties left and right.

Judging by the belts they tossed aside, they were worth a lot of money—the claws of death.

And it's the death claws of age.

Indulging in the gentleness of the countryside surrounded by the front and back, Ji Xiu narrowed his eyes comfortably, and after a dull trembling, he smacked his lips and smiled.

"It's still a jolly city in Boulder."

Over there, he has to solve it by himself every time, and here he doesn't have to move, and the other party understands everything with one look.

And extremely docile and considerate......

The young man sitting across from him asked curiously.

"Isn't there a lot of androids in Ideal City?"

His name was Kummit, and he was Sid's son.

As for Sid, he was a well-known nobleman in the inner city, and both the Vega Comptoir and the Boulder City Bank had a stake in him, and the chips were just a number for a figure like him.

It stands to reason that his father's status is higher than that of Kisho's father, and Kisho should be his follower, but Kurmit admires the guy in front of him very much, and is willing to surrender his identity to let him sit in the position of "big brother".

Because this guy always has a lot of ideas, and every time they get bored, he can take a group of them to do a new job.

It's just that five years ago, they did go a little too far.

The girl was about the same age as his sister, and it was a shame that he had come up with the idea. And after the matter was revealed, the old man who didn't open his eyes refused to accept their chips, and instead of pestering them with snot and tears, he held them responsible...... But how can this be responsible?

Did they draw lots to choose someone to marry the girl? Then their dad will not only have a crooked nose, but he will also beat them to death!

They had no choice but to make that family disappear.

It's a pity that this matter was not handled well, and the fire accidentally set fire to the surrounding houses, which provoked the city defense chief to thunder. It was precisely because of that incident that Ji Xiu was stuffed by his father to the outside merchants and taken to the distant ideal city to avoid the limelight. And they were also criticized by their families and punished for several days of confinement and reflection.

Kurmit originally thought that he would never see this good brother again, but he did not expect that the company suddenly opened a flight to Qingquan City.

And his good brother did not disappoint him, and he came back to reunite with them as soon as possible.

Kishu pursed his lips disdainfully.

"How can androids understand people better than humans...... And can you grow up a little, and you still think about that little thing every day for so long, vulgar! ”

Kurmit said with a hippie smile.

"Aren't we having no other entertainment, you kid elegant, tell me what's interesting to play on the East Coast."

Others also cheered.

"That's it!"

"Let's talk about it."

A group of fox friends and dog friends looked at this good buddy who had returned from afar expectantly, hoping that he could talk more about the East Coast.

Although most of their parents were also high-class people in the inner city, not all of them had the opportunity to send their children to the ideal city.

Three thousand kilometers is too far.

And the power in their hands is farther away from Boulder City, the less valuable it is.

Unless they are the most trusted and powerful enough traders, no one dares to entrust their own flesh and blood to them.

In the wasteland beyond the giant wall, it only takes a small accident to send people away, especially in places where chips are not in circulation, and human life is thinner than paper.

And to be honest, even if they had the opportunity to go to Ideal City, they didn't really want to stay there for a few years.

But that doesn't stop them from hearing stories from people who have been there.

And the personal experience of good buddies is more reliable than those businessmen who don't know if they have really been there......

Enjoying the starry gaze of the stars, Ji Xiu's eyes unconsciously brought a sense of superiority, and he spoke slowly.

"Ideal City...... It's not as good as you think. ”

Kurmit looked at him in disbelief.

"It's better than Boulder City, right?"

"You're thinking too much," Kishu shook his head, "there's a lot of rules and regulations there, what can't be done, what can be done, it's all written plainly, and there's no room for accommodation at all." ”

Actually, maybe there is.

It's just that his level has not yet reached the point where he can make the council accommodating, so naturally he doesn't know where he can be accommodating.

Kumet continued to ask, still with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What about the nobles of the inner city? They deserve better, right? ”

Kishu said nonchalantly.

"That's for sure, but it seems to me that those people are not very far-sighted, and one might even say short-sighted. Maybe the real big guys will be different, I heard that they do things more secretively and conservatively...... But other than that, it's actually no different from us. That's why life there is boring, otherwise why would they run out of the city? ”

For him, it was a wasteland in another sense—a spiritual wasteland.

He can only live in a 40-square-meter kennel, with a neural connection device and the garbage on the endpoint cloud...... That's the most cost-effective way to entertain, at least you don't have to worry about inexplicable violations, being locked up and forced to watch movies, or being thrown out by guards.

The rules there are outrageously complex, and you can imagine how inefficient they are, which would not be unimaginable in Boulder.

Enjoying the adoring gaze of the turtles, Jixiu took a bite of the grapes fed by the beauty, and lazily commented on his hometown.

"But then ...... It's also quite a change here, and it used to take at least two days to get from here to the northern suburbs, but now you don't need a day. ”

Kurmit said with a smile.

"That's true, the nosy guys in the northern suburbs fight with the marauders every day, and the marauders in the north almost all hide in the south."

The other little fat man also said excitedly.

"I've also heard that there has been a lot of construction work going on recently, and the road under the elevated road out of the city has been renovated!"

A tall man's eyes lit up and he said.

"I know! My father invested a lot of money! ”

Kisho pursed his lips.

"How much money can you make selling those reinforced concrete...... Aren't you interested in making real money? ”

Kummit's eyes lit up.

"Do you have a way?"

"It's more than just a way."

Ji Xiu smiled mysteriously, looked at a group of good buddies with fiery eyes, beckoned to them, and motioned for them to come closer.

He cleared his throat and kept his voice low.

“…… I have a project here that makes a lot of money. ”

"You don't have to do anything, the kind you can earn while lying down!"

……

A mansion in Dawning City.

Liszt, who was sitting in the study, played with the black room card in his hand, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and yawned in boredom.

He's starting to feel a little bored.

At the beginning, for this "black card", he spent a lot of chips to dredge up the relationship, and spent at least a few million before and after, and finally with the help of several nobles, at the cost of a large amount of "resettlement fees", a down-and-out poor ghost aristocrat was invited out with dignity, and instead became an upstart in the inner city.

There, the decency and elegance of the nobility were more important than anything else, but the identity of the nobility itself was not so mysterious.

As long as you have a single room in the Great Stone Building, no matter how small, you can be considered a member of the inner city aristocracy and have the right to vote on major decisions.

As for how to own it, it depends on whether you can be a person, and this is not something that is clearly marked and put in circulation on the market.

Most aristocrats don't actually live in the megalithic mansion, and the number on the key card is more of a symbol of status and power. In addition to the pre-war megalithic buildings, there is also a circle of buildings that were built later, which is also included in the inner city.

Living conditions in those places will be much better.

In addition, if a nobleman lives in a small room on the key card every day, it basically means that he is not far from bankruptcy.

People will assume that he intends to sell his power for a good price, and will be very kind to help him find a trade partner.

For example, the nobleman he replaced is an example.

The guy lived on the lowest floor of the building, had no children and no skills, and like a fat pig in captivity, he waited day and night to sell his key card for a good price "neither offending himself nor his neighbors", and then took the chips and went outside to start over.

If the whole of Boulder City is compared to a large casino, then relying on "gambling money" to buy a key card will undoubtedly mean going ashore.

It is precisely because of this that he took out that huge sum of money at all costs.

Not only because of this identity, the other nobles in the inner city can't use means other than the rules to get him casually, but also because he has ambitions far beyond ordinary people - he plans to rely on his excellent business acumen and action to change Boulder City and even the entire River Valley Province and build a huge business empire!

If he can enter the core power circle of Boulder City and make some like-minded partners, his plan will go much smoother.

However, shortly after entering the circle, he was soon disappointed.

There are no like-minded partners there at all, not even a person of a slightly higher level.

Those guys are like a herd of inbred pigs.

They don't have the slightest bit of wisdom in their heads, or they have used all their brains to internal friction with each other.

Even the slave owner knew that a shovel was faster than digging by hand, and occasionally bought a generator for firewood and a tractor from a trader like him to update his production equipment, but the pigs who had been raised had to unload the hoof nails of the cows and horses and eat them, and complacently called it credit.

How could such goods be better than the old mayor of Bate Street and the farmer of Brown Farm?

Liszt thought about it for several nights but couldn't figure it out.

In the end, only one conclusion can be drawn -

They do have a good dad.

The survivors who had the courage to stand outside the shelter and face the fallout and the never-ending winter were heroes indeed.

Not only did they endure the despair of falling from utopia to the abyss, but they even finished what they should have done on their own for the children and grandchildren of those wine bags and rice bags in advance.

This is also the last thing that should be done.

They created a "fairytale world" for their children, so much so that in the eyes of the nobility two hundred years later, the wasteland was over.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with this understanding.

Isn't their wasteland long over......

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the study, and his most powerful subordinate, Han Long, pushed the door open and walked in from the outside.

"Sir, the manager is here."

Liszt tossed the black card aside, immediately looked at him and said.

"Invite him in."

"Yes." Han Long bowed slightly, his electronic prosthetic eyes swayed from side to side, and turned around and walked out of Liszt's study.

It didn't take long for Chu Guang to push open the door and walk in from outside with a smile on his face.

"Your house is huge."

He didn't have a guard, and he was still wearing that set of power armor, which Liszt had long been accustomed to, and even replaced all his sofas with iron cores for this purpose, for fear that there would be no place to entertain him.

"You should live in a bigger one, I happen to have a new house that I can't live in for a while, or—"

"The environment in the vault is good."

"But don't I think your residents are tired of building beautiful houses?" Liszt smiled and persuaded, "The shelter is too crowded after all, even if you don't care, you can't wronged the future manager's wife and the future heir of the alliance." ”

Chu Guang smiled faintly.

"We've known each other for so long, don't you know me?"

Liszt was silent for a moment, sighed softly, completely dismissed the unrealistic thought, and leaned back in his chair.

"To be honest, the longer I know you, the less I know about you...... Occasionally, I even feel scared when I'm in front of you. ”

"Did I do anything that scared you?"

"Nope."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Guang vaguely guessed something, then smiled and said pointedly.

"Old Brown is still running his farm, he has been reformed by us, his slaves have been freed, his arms have been disbanded, and the past has been written off, and we have allowed him to continue living on his land as a Union citizen. And the person who did this was none other than Luca, the lord of Dawning City, who was almost executed by him. You see, we can even forgive our enemies, and you haven't done 'anything' to be sorry for us, so what's there to worry about. ”

Liszt shook his head.

"The mismatch between money and status is a natural sin, and in the inner city at least I can buy nobles, or even become nobles...... But here, I have no way to become a Vault resident, I don't know how you operate, and I don't understand what you want to do sometimes. In any case, I just hope that when you need the money one day, you will give me a chance to hand it over. ”

Chu Guang couldn't help but say.

"Why can't you change your mind a little bit? An alliance is an alliance, we use our own rules, and we are different from any survivor colony...... Look at Bucky, he's almost not human, isn't he happy to live every day here? ”

Liszt said helplessly.

"He is a resident of Ideal City, and he has someone to carry him for his big crimes...... And I couldn't see his face. ”

Chu Guang said with a sigh.

"I've said many times that identity doesn't matter in the Alliance, even if he doesn't even recognize his father, as long as he agrees with us, we will unite him."

Liszt said with a wry smile.

"I hope you keep your promises as always...... So, what do you want me to do for you? ”

Seeing that Liszt had already guessed that he had come with a purpose for this visit, Chu Guang stopped going around in circles, leaned back in his chair, and said with his eyebrows fluttering.

"I'm going to issue something called bonds."

"What's that?"

"A financial tool that can solve both our financial problems and the difficult investment problems of the nobles in the inner city."

Liszt coughed.

"If you're short of money, just tell me and I'll lend it to you."

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"It's not that I'm short of money, it's that the league is short of money, and it's always going to be short of money, and a lot of chips are needed here, how much can you lend me? 100 million? ”

Liszt said with a numb scalp.

"That'...... It's a bit harder indeed. ”

He didn't expect this manager to have such a big appetite.

Chu Guang spread his hands.

"Right? This is not a cake that can be eaten by one person, we need a lot of chips to buy products from Boulder City and increase the size of our market, and now the pockets of the nobles in the inner city happen to be stuffed with chips, so why not use the money they don't need for the time being, and make some profitable trades? ”

Liszt touched his chin with interest, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"That sounds like a bit interesting......"

Chu Guang smiled and continued step by step.

"We can give five-year and ten-year bonds, with a total issuance amount of one billion and two billion respectively, chip purchase, chip redemption, very fair, and the most important thing is safety! The coupon rates are 3% and 4%, respectively. Taking a 10-year bond as an example, a bond with 100 chips can earn interest on 4 chips per year, and a lump sum of 100 chips in the 10th year. ”

Liszt's eyes flickered slightly, keenly aware of his intentions.

"It's the equivalent of splitting up the debt...... Now not only banks can invest, but also some large and medium-sized chambers of commerce and even individuals can participate. ”

Chu Guang said with a smile.

"That's right! We even offer physical face notes, as well as supporting electronic bookkeeping services...... Those who hold our bonds can even buy and sell freely on our trading platform. In this way, even if someone is in a hurry to use the money, they can also cash out and sell the debt in their hands with only a small handling fee. ”

Unfortunately, it seems that Liszt did not see what his true intentions were, but instinctively felt that he would not be happy about this.

"Then why don't you go to Malvin?" After staring at Chu Guang for a while, Liszt couldn't help but ask, "I'm a factory worker, and I don't do this." ”

Chu Guang shook his head.

"Malvin is an old fox, he wants to get something from me, but he will definitely not allow me to use the borrowed money to pay off my previous debts, starting with the loan of 200 million chips, every loan we have with the Bank of Rock City stipulates how the loan should be used, and the money must be stored in the account of the Bank of Rock City and supervised by them."

After a pause, he continued.

"So I need two distribution channels, issuing chip-denominated bonds. However, I guarantee that the exercise of bonds issued by both channels is the same. It's just that one is issued by the Union Central Bank itself, and the other is issued through the banks of Boulder City. ”

"I treat you as my own, so the distribution channel of the alliance, I plan to let you do it."

Liszt looked at Chu Guang in a daze, but he didn't expect him to tell himself such a thing as "using borrowed money to pay off previous debts".

Swallowing his saliva, he asked cautiously.

"You...... Are you really going to pay it back? ”

Chu Guang gave him a strange look.

"If I'm not going to pay it back, why do I spend so much effort?"

Liszt was silent for a while, then said stiffly.

"I'll try."

The opinion of the alliance must be listened to carefully.

No way.

Who wants him to make his fortune from the league?

If it weren't for Liszt's factory, he wouldn't be a nobleman in the inner city for the rest of his life, let alone let himself help collect money, or let him help kill people, he would have to think of a way.

"Let's try it!"

Chu Guang got up from the sofa, walked to the door of the study, suddenly stopped, glanced back at Liszt, and encouraged him with a smile.

"Try your best, the alliance's business opportunities are written in the newspaper, and I will try my best to cooperate with you. Believe me, if this happens, both the Alliance and Boulder City will thank you, and if it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter, I'll find someone else. ”

Liszt said respectfully.

"I'll do my best."

The door to the study was closed.

Listening to the footsteps walking away, Liszt leaned back in his chair and pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

The total issuance quota is 1 billion and 2 billion respectively......

Normal people are scared away by this number, right?

The esteemed manager really gave him a problem.

However, at this moment, Liszt's eyes suddenly fell on the black card on the table, and a trace of realization instantly surged in his heart.

Holding the black card in his hand again and playing with it, Liszt's eyes became more and more excited, and he whispered two sentences in his mouth.

"It's really not that hard to get it right......"

……

Just when Liszt ordered his men to pack up their things and prepare to go back to Boulder City, at this moment, a small thing happened in Boulder City.

A few days ago, the whole of Boulder City was fired, and even the "Daily Survivor" that almost put Mr. House out of work, after all, something happened.

At this moment, the door of the newspaper office was sealed, and several guards standing in front of the door pushed away the idlers who were watching the excitement.

"Get out of here!"

"Don't bother yourself if you don't want to make trouble!"

Hearing that stern tone, those who didn't want to cause trouble dispersed.

Only one man didn't leave, and he couldn't help but shout.

"We are waiting for new issues...... I'm not here to join in the fun! ”

He was the owner of the Walnut Tavern, the one that opened next to the industrial area, and his name was Don.

Usually the workers who got off work would come to him to pick up cigarettes and smoke, and by the way, find literate people to read the free newspaper.

Although he didn't like the poor ghosts with sad faces, they were almost his only customers, and they used to be tempted to buy a beer and even a newspaper to take home as a souvenir when they saw that they were happy.

Even for the sake of that beer, he felt he had something to say for them.

However, when the two guards heard this, they looked at each other, laughed and kicked the hillbilly out of nowhere, and laughed at him as he rolled and climbed up from the ground.

"Get out!"

"There's no such thing!"

At the same time, the upstairs office.

When he heard the decree issued by the city hall, Hal felt that his eyes were black and he almost turned his back on it. He stared at the guard who had read the order to him, eager to kill the man with his eyes.

However, the authority of the royal family is useless here, and the soldiers of Boulder City don't care about the prince in the desert, this thing can save him from a fist at most.

"Discontinued?! Why? Hal snarled in spit stars.

The guard looked at him sarcastically.

"The town hall thinks you're spreading false news, and who wants you to stay out of business all day."

Hal blushed angrily, carrying the "Playboy" sub-magazine in his hand, his fingers kept shaking, and finally only one sentence was choked.

"But it's just a joke! It's not even the news from your mouth! ”

The joke is about a guy who wears the skin of Deathclaw from head to toe and tries to prove to his fox friends that he is brave, and then brags that he has peeled it off Deathclaw with his own hands.

However, his friends obviously didn't believe it, so in order to prove his bravery, he didn't dare to take a step against the giant wall, so he could only pounce on the dusty woman on the side, but he was exposed by the incorruptible devil silk that he was actually mentally retarded......

It was supposed to be a joke with two soft and wide implants, and even a brand name, but perhaps his wording was so realistic that he accidentally offended a noble grandfather who actually did it here.

The guard's answer confirmed his suspicion.

"Yes, but one of the inhabitants of the inner city didn't find it funny, and felt offended by it. Of course, you and I both know that he is definitely not the person in the joke, just good-natured to think it's not good. ”

"What about the Worker?? It's been a long time since we've had news of a rich man on it, and it once helped a noble lady find her lost cat! ”

The guard asked rhetorically.

"So why don't you keep listing those things? You guys were pretty good before, and you can do something for the guys. But those serialized stories are too exaggerated, how could the awakened person with his bare hands beat the power armor, and the mercenary bought the black card in the inner city is even more nonsense, what do you think of the identity given by the city lord? I've never heard of a mercenary who has this ability, what are you not harming people? ”

Hal tried to argue.

"We can get rid of that!"

"Mr. Duroon's opinion is no."

"What about House? He doesn't more than I do! If you've ever listened to his broadcasts, you know that what I write isn't even a joke! ”

Hal blushed, the last thing he wanted to mention was the bullshit-talking idiot, but now he had to take him out as an example.

In terms of bragging, he is less than one ten-thousandth of that guy, at least he can't blow the black into white.

The guard, however, was indifferent to his explanation, and said impatiently.

"He has a permit, by the way, he will have to have such a certificate in the future, I don't know the specifics, you can find out for yourself."

Hal looked at him pleadingly.

"Then I'll apply now! Please don't drive me away. ”

The guard shrugged his shoulders impassively.

"It's your freedom, but you have to pack up your stuff first, and tomorrow we'll seal it off, and we'll throw away the garbage if you don't take it."

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was the prince of the Lion Kingdom, he wouldn't have bothered to talk so much nonsense with this guy, and he would have been honest with the butt of his gun.

The guard threw down the last words, and then turned and walked away with the brethren, leaving Hal standing in despair.

He felt like a clown.

The alliance had defeated the invincible legion, and he had been raising his eyebrows for a long time, but the day before the victory celebration, his half-year hard work was taken away by a word.

Looking at the employees who didn't dare to speak, the depressed Hal spoke slowly.

"Do you understand...... It's like I'm sticking a flower in cow dung, and they're trying to compare themselves to cow dung. Is there only cow dung left in their shallow perception? ”

"I just wrote in the joke about a guy in the skin of the claws of death entertaining everyone, and they didn't say it was an offense to the noble grandfather in the inner city. Because people have to get their nails done, and horses have to get their nails done, so people are equal to horses? What kind of bullshit logic is this? ”

An employee whispered.

“…… Indeed, the inhabitants of the Coalition also wear Deathclawskin, and they like you more than Mr. House. ”

Another slightly younger employee couldn't help but ask.

"This is clearly a misunderstanding...... Can I appeal? ”

The older editor shook his head.

"Difficult."

Everyone fell into a long silence, and they couldn't help but worry about the future, and the two reporters looked at each other and couldn't help but look at him and ask.

"Boss ......"

"What should we do?"

Hal said with an annoyed expression.

"I don't know, don't ask me! You guys just watched the excitement and didn't say a word for me, and now you're coming to me and asking me what to do! How do I know what to do? ”

He had planned to do a column on the Alliance's celebrations and the recent series of drastic moves, and worked overtime to rush out the plan, but suddenly the bad news came.

Looking at the helpless employees, Hal suddenly seemed to be drained of all his strength, and let out a long sigh.

“…… I'll pay you your salary, and you'll go your separate ways. ”

Perhaps, I really don't want to do it.

All the employees showed reluctant expressions.

The slightly older editor said immediately.

"Can I settle it with credits?"

Hal was slightly stunned.

"Silver?"

Several people standing next to the old editor nodded in unison and whispered one after another.

"We were formerly employees of Mr. House...... He was resigned because of disagreement, and he definitely wouldn't want us to go back. ”

"And I also wrote articles that mocked him......"

"We're going to try our luck at the League, isn't there a Daily Survivor there, too? We should be needed. ”

"That's right! And now you can get two silver coins for one chip, but in Boulder City, one chip can't even buy a loaf of bread! ”

"Alliances don't work either......"

"But I've heard that you can buy a kilogram of corn for 0.9 silver coins there! The extra paste can even be fed to the pigs! ”

Listening to the gossip of the employees, Hal's originally depressed mood suddenly relieved a lot.

The wasteland is so big, there are so many places to go.

Speaking of which, his original purpose in opening this newspaper was actually just to find a job to support himself, and then to complete the trial that his father had given him and his brothers and sisters—to bring back a valuable treasure from the wasteland.

It's just that slowly, he developed feelings for this newspaper, so much so that he completely forgot his father's instructions.

In fact, he felt more and more that it didn't matter if he didn't fight for the throne, that thing was a burden in the first place, and that drinking and writing poetry were what he loved to do.

After he left, he didn't know what Mr. House would do to report on the Alliance's celebrations, but he didn't care anymore after completely letting go of everything here.

Whatever.

It's just a settlement.

He should be a cloud in the sky, and write poems to those who deserve them, and sing them to those who deserve them.

He said it.

Open the Daily Survivor all over the wasteland! His employees hadn't given up on the job yet, so how could he be discouraged at this time?

"Then let's go together, it's safer to have more people!"

The crowd looked at him in amazement.

The old editor, in particular, asked incredulously.

"Are you going to leave with us?"

"What are you talking about, I'm not a survivor here, I said I'm from a place where the sun is shrouded...... Although I did live up to Mr. Manager's expectations by giving up so easily, I will sincerely apologize to him. ”

Hal smiled again, coughed lightly, and continued.

"If you like me as a boss, you can continue to follow me after you arrive in the alliance...... The survivors in the desert don't have their own newspaper yet, they should know what's going on every day in this wasteland, and we can go there and start over! Bigger and stronger, and create brilliance! ”

"Although, it's much poorer than here."

At this moment, Miss Dolly didn't know that she had lost her job, and was energetically pulling Fang Chang around the streets of Dawning City, picking up material for the already ruined celebration column.

Avne, from the Honey Badger Kingdom, was sitting by the window of the embassy's attic, looking at the setting sun that was gradually setting towards her hometown, sighing, wondering whether the gifts she was about to give would represent the hearts of the royal family and the people of the kingdom.

The mosquito implanted with the small feather symbiote was once again stuck in the tin can made by himself, and was coincidentally photographed by a passing crow, and was passed on to the forum to laugh fiercely, which was regarded as revenge for a long time.

Shao Tu Niu dragged Makabazi and Bored Tiger to the lake to go wild fishing, and the Spring Water Commander and a group of Storm Corps brothers were in the lobby of the Highway Town Hotel, pouring wine in turn to Zhang Hai, the owner of the ramen restaurant who bragged about a thousand cups, and Lisa was crying and laughing on the side to persuade them to drink less, wanting to inquire about the news of the pangolin, but they were too embarrassed to speak.

Tempest and the lone wolf of the end of the world went to Xizhou City to ponder the reactor again, and Ye Shi took his old sister Jiujiu to brush the claw crab nearby to level up.

Lao Bai and the female researcher of the academy went to the East Side Forest in Qingquan City, where she was curious about the psychic interferometer, and Irena had brought back a lot of magical ingredients from the desert, and seemed to be thinking about a new dark dish with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

There is only one last night left until the triumphal celebration.

Dawning City is as lively as ever.

Chu Guang, who had just come out of Liszt's house, did not return to the shelter, but went to the farmland in the east of the city, looking at the reclaimed land and thinking about his thoughts.

Seeing that he stared into the distance for a long time, Lu Bei, who was following him, asked in a low voice.

"Your Excellency...... Is there anything over there? ”

Chu Guang said casually.

"Nope."

Lu Bei scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"I see you've been looking over there...... I thought there was something wrong there. ”

"Hmm...... It's a bit of a problem indeed. ”

Chu Guang thought for a moment and spoke.

"I wonder if I can't treat them badly."

Food security is a top priority, and it cannot be completely handed over to the vassals, and these arable land are valuable resources, and perhaps he should use some of the tax revenue to subsidize those who remain to work in the fields, so that they can worry about the price of food next year.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang had another headache.

Before, he didn't feel anything, and with a big wave of his hand, it was a string of numbers.

And when the size of the alliance increased, he immediately sensed how difficult it was to keep a large settlement running smoothly.

There's so much to spend money on......

And one of his thoughts is no longer just the jobs of a few people, but a group of long-awaited families.

If he makes a mistake, someone will starve.

Some methods work when there are fewer people, and less so when there are more people. However, how much is more and how little is too difficult to grasp.

Looking at the pensive manager beside him, Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Managers ......"

Chu Guang looked at the young man on the side.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Bei looked at him seriously and said.

"I think you should take a proper break...... It's been three days since you came back from the front, but you haven't rested a day. ”

Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and then patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"You kid don't have to worry about me, when to rest, I know in my heart."

“…… I just hope you can pay more attention to your body," Lu Bei whispered, "This is not my suggestion alone, I feel ...... That's what everybody wants. ”

Looking at the young man's concerned eyes, Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"I'll consider giving myself a few days off."

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(Can 10,000 words be counted as two chapters?) T.T）

(End of chapter)