Chapter 528: We're in a Bunch!
There is a different species called a sandworm in Luoxia Province, that thing straightens up and is as tall as a building, a child in one mouth, and its combat effectiveness is amazing.
In front of that guy, let alone the Awakened, even the power armor can be pouted.
At that time, it was widely circulated on the forum that the ferocious destructive power of sandworms would destroy all infrastructure beyond the river embankment, and if the problem of sandworm infestation was not solved, it would be useless for the alliance to build more roads and railways in Luoxia Province.
It is precisely for this reason that many players further speculate that in order to ensure that the construction can be carried out smoothly, the alliance will release a large-scale task of exterminating sandworms in the form of limited-time events, and some high-level players have deduced a series of tactics for the special alien species of sandworms.
However, to the surprise of many, the limited-time event did not appear.
And the sandworms, which they expected to have a major impact on the course of the war, did not even appear in the field of vision of the front-line troops and logistics troops at all.
Of course, this is not because the sandworm is afraid of the alliance, after all, it is too idealistic to expect the beast to think so much. The real reason is that the Union perfectly avoids all areas where sandworms are active, from the camping points of the front-line troops to the transport routes of the logistics troops.
So here's the problem, the areas where the sandworms are active don't write themselves on the map, and even the most experienced merchants don't dare to judge that they know the location of every sandworm nest in the desert, and how does the Alliance's command do it?
That's a long story.
At that time, in order to ensure that the road and railway to the Lion Kingdom could be built smoothly, Chu Guang specially sent a guard regiment to investigate the nearby villages and inquire about the merchants who had traveled the trade route of Luoxia Province all the year round.
After some investigation, it was found that although the combat effectiveness of the sandworm is strong, the reproductive ability is actually very weak, and it stays in one place all year round and does not expand the size of the population.
Later, the biological research institute of Vault 79 conducted a further in-depth investigation of the project, and discovered an astonishing coincidence - the sandworm nest and the underground ocean current pipeline in the pre-war era coincided to a high degree!
After an in-depth investigation of one of the sandworm's nests, Alliance biologists discovered that the nest was growing on a broken ocean current pipe.
The next question is easy to solve.
Wouldn't it be enough to locate the sites of roads and railways and the location of front-line positions, bypassing the areas where underground ocean current pipelines are active?
It's as simple as that.
This was the most efficient and economical way to do this, and in fact the legions did this when planning their marching routes and spreading their positions.
After all, where there are sandworms, there are abundant groundwater resources. It is often not just sandworms, but also dangerous variants of arthropods, such as radscorpions, which are not suitable for stable transportation routes. When there are more people, it may be fine, but when there are fewer people, the xenomorphs start to move.
This is also one of the contests between the two sides in invisible places, although there is no gunsmoke, but it is not necessarily as exciting as the place where there is gunsmoke.
After all, if the managers of the alliance at that time blindly trusted the views of one side because of rumors or a little wind on the forum, and launched a large-scale campaign to exterminate sandworms, the final result would most likely become a classic case of strategic decision-making - treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.
After all, considering the situation in the wasteland, unless the broken current pipes are completely repaired, or the water sources in them are cut off, the mutated creatures in the Luoxia Province will eventually gather towards the only water source.
In the short term, the distance of the road passing over the corpse of the sandworm can be shorter, and the one-time construction cost of the road and rail will be cheaper, and the alliance may even earn the title of "Sandworm Conqueror" and gain +10 prestige.
However, in the coming months, the Alliance's logistical baggage and front-line troops will have to fight against the legions with high-attrition debuffs, weakening combat efficiency and increasing non-combat attrition.
Eventually, even if the war is won, the Alliance and its vassals enjoy a period of peace and tranquility, and due to the special circumstances in the wasteland, the sandworms that once stood at the top of the food chain will eventually return in another form.
For example, it evolves into the "digging beasts" or other things that can migrate at will in the Great Desert, or are replaced by more "less powerful, but no less deadly" xenospecies.
The consequence is that the alliance has to allocate hundreds or even thousands of manpower to the task of "road patrol" for a long time, and the railroad and highway will also become a loss-making project due to the accumulation of risk costs.
Maybe the alliance will be unbearable someday in the future, and then make up its mind to fix another one.
If the Union has enough and cheap manpower, it can of course ignore the natural sciences and even work against it. But unfortunately, the shelter did not issue more qualifications for Chu Guang to be tested for the closed beta.
Sometimes Chu Guang can't even help but think about conspiracy theories, could it be that the first generation of managers guessed that he would think of a way to take shortcuts, so he deliberately tightened the release of the "gene sequence".
After all, there are too many players, and game companies really don't treat players as people, which is not just a problem of a large manufacturer.
The "Sandworm Survey Report" is just a small episode in the expedition.
Chu Guang made a relatively reasonable judgment after listening to the reports of the logistics system, life professional players, and alliance researchers.
Since the matter itself is not a big deal, there are only a few players who participated in the survey, and he did not go into detail in the update announcement.
After all, compared to the war with the legion, the investigation of the scientific expedition and the experiments, discussions, and analyses of the researchers were only a trivial matter under the circumstances at that time.
Similar situations occur almost every day.
A more direct threat than Naguo, Chu Guang could hear more than a hundred cases every day, and there were so many strange species and technological creations circulating in the wasteland.
If the wastelanders had seen all the strange things, and wouldn't be surprised even by the talking Deathclaws, then he must be the master. He had heard and seen strange things from Xiaoqi or players, and the amount of information he received had to account for at least half of the alliance's "total information output".
Unless the alliance builds a giant wall like the Great Stone City, it is almost impossible to form a top-down or bottom-up three-dimensional defense mechanism in a stable environment through the cooperation of billions of people like the real countries of the world, and completely isolate all threats.
Strange things don't happen once in a hundred years on Earth, and they happen almost every day in the Wasteland Age. Some players brushed up the prestige of the region and then went to the guard team to hang up a job, and they didn't do anything else every day except the police, and they serialized the strange things and strange criminals they encountered on the forum, and there were many viewers who ate melons.
Therefore, compared with the random speculation made by players on the forum based on realistic common sense, Chu Guang still listens to the opinions of professionals more when making specific decisions.
In short, Nago did not affect the Alliance's triumphal celebrations.
The fruit of the spread of filth, and the myriad troubles that came with prosperity, were quietly cleaned up by the guards and the Celebration Autonomous Council......
Due to Chu Guang's urgency, Heya immediately put down her work, devoted herself to the study of Naguo, and called him back before dusk.
ββ¦β¦ Let's start with the conclusion, first of all, we can rule out that this thing is a product of slime molds, and secondly, according to my observations, not only ordinary crops, but also slime molds cannot reproduce on soil infected by this special hyphae. β
At this point, Hea paused and continued.
"In addition, it is true that it is not the fruit of ordinary plants, but some kind of fungus that grows with plants...... Do you know fungus? β
"Of course I do...... Wait, that is, it didn't grow out of a tree? Rather, do you need to rely on other plants and attach to it? β
"Yes."
"Isn't the hyphae-infected soil incapable of growing crops?"
Looking at Chu Guang's confused expression in the hologram, Heya nodded approvingly.
"Smart...... It's just a little less flexible. β
Chu Guang coughed lightly.
"I'm busy...... You don't have to go around in circles. β
Lowering her hugging arms, Heya said patiently.
"This is the special thing about Naguo, it is difficult for normal plants, animals and even microorganisms to survive in its territory, but those who are assimilated and infected by it are different...... It will even become stronger within its domain. For example, the kamu tree, which produces rubber and biomass oil, does not wither after being parasitized by the mycelium of the nut, but becomes a breeding ground for the cultivation of the nut, can you understand that? β
In other words...... The way to grow Nago is not through seeds, it only needs to-"
"Just pour the dung of the humans and animals who have eaten Naguo on the roots of the Cam tree," interrupting Chu Guang's words, Heya said succinctly, "Naguo originally didn't have a pit, only a sweet flesh like honey, so many animals like to eat it." And the fiber-like hyphae in the flesh of the fruit are its 'seeds'. So in essence it's a pure fungus, fundamentally different from the slime mold variant, understand? β
Variant slime molds exhibit fungal properties only at specific stages of life, while other times exhibit animal properties.
It is a predator in the ecosystem, a consumer in the food chain!
Like a tiger and a lion, or a monster and a claw of death.
The fungus called "Naguo" is different, it is a very special being, and its birth changes the rules of the food chain.
The immune system of living organisms no longer competes with viruses and microorganisms for living space, but coexists and flourishes under the action of a binder called nago. The existence of opposites in the food chain will also be united in the new laws of nature.
The emerald green mycelium, a symbol of vitality, seeps into the soil, and the seeds of the old times cannot germinate in the soil in which it has been baptized, and only the creatures that embrace the "nago" can prosper in its realm and spread the "nago" further afield.
Boy!
What a father's love!
Chu Guang was suddenly shocked.
Where is this Naguo, it's clearly Nague, right?!
The Adam's apple moved slightly, and Chu Guang immediately asked.
"Is there any way to decontaminate the land that has been contaminated by it?"
ββ¦β¦ A strong acidic disinfectant is fine, it is not an anaerobic bacteria, it will not penetrate deep into the soil, but I recommend burning it directly with fire, have you ever heard of flame weeding? I think your little players seem to be using it as a substitute for herbicides. β
After listening to Heya's words, Chu Guang was stunned.
ββ¦β¦ It's as simple as that? β
You can burn to death with fire......
But then again, it was also possible to burn slime molds with fire, and the first time he and his little players fought the wave was to drop incendiary bombs on a large scale, using flames to clean up fruiting bodies and spores.
When dealing with fruiting entities outside of the Evolved, the Oil Drum is much more useful than High-explosive and armor-piercing rounds.
Looking at Chu Guang, who obviously complicated the problem, Heya rolled her eyes.
"You, don't think too much about biology, mutant slime molds are a special case, after all, it's a trouble left over from the Age of Prosperity, and this Nago was born in the Wasteland Era anyway...... Of course, I'm still researching other properties of Nago, and there are some strange things that I'm interested in. β
"Where?"
"And slime molds repel. It stands to reason that slime molds can devour all organisms, but they cannot devour the mycelium formed by the fruit, and the nibblers we capture even feel a clear aversion to the fruit and refuse to eat it. I wonder if there's a possibility...... This is actually a new problem created by a shelter or research institute in order to solve the slime mold problem. β
When he heard this, Chu Guang suddenly understood for a moment why the academy had moved to the swamp.
The most dangerous people in the wasteland are neither radioactive fallout nor slime molds, but the madmen whose knowledge is far beyond the average person.
Any brood is "self-limited", but the Nago is almost infinitely extensive.
Once the whole world planted this thing, the slime mold will be gone, but the nago will become the new slime mold and completely change the rules of the entire ecosystem.
In a green hell, mutants will get stronger, and humans will presumably become ...... Green-skinned goblins?
At present, the alliance has not observed any symptoms in patients who have been taking Nago for a long time, and the "cases" in Dust Town show only the situation after withdrawal.
The young man who stole the forbidden fruit was tormented by the germs that embraced Naguo and the immune system that "woke up" in his body. At present, the players there have given some antibiotics to the patients, but the effect is not obvious, and the follow-up situation is still under observation.
"In short, there is no need to panic excessively and scare yourself, but this kind of immature research results are better controlled...... The immune system and the virus live in harmony, this is not a joke, small problems are considered no problem, and even small problems can drag on into big problems. And if someone becomes a hotbed of disease, even if other people don't eat it, they will be infected by the disease, right? β
"Well," looking at Heya with a serious expression, Chu Guang nodded, "While you were researching, I had already activated the contingency plan to remove this thing from the market." β
Heya smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly sighed softly and said in a teasing tone.
"I wanted to complain to you just now, don't always drag me out of what I'm doing and do something else, I'm not the only researcher in the Alliance...... But I suddenly feel a little sorry for you. β
"Feel sorry for me?" Chu Guang said with a smile, "I heard you right. β
"You must have been meeting with representatives from other survivor colonies, right?" Hea looked at him sympathetically, and muttered in a complicated mood, "If only those idiots could grow more brain cells, at least understand that not everyone is as idle as them......"
As she spoke, a rare trace of resentment flashed in Heya's pupils.
Chu Guang knew that the idiots she was talking about were not residents of the Alliance, but were complaining about their hometown, Vault 117.
They used to live a routine life in the Vault, but due to the distrust and even hatred of some of the people towards the administrators and the Vault's plans, the entire Vault eventually collapsed.
The original "torch" was born in Vault 117 and became a religion over the next two decades.
Chu Guang didn't know how to comfort the girl who had "crossed over" twenty years ago, but he still hoped that she could be freed from that dark memory.
"I'm not Severn, and the inhabitants of Vault 404 are not residents of Vault 117, and each Vault has a different mission. I don't dare to conclude that your manager doesn't know anything, maybe he has his own ideas and hidden secrets that we don't know. But put yourself in the shoes of your inhabitants, who could have returned to earth like saviors, but who had to have children in a narrow cave because of the orders of the stewards, and their fear and despair about the future are understandable. β
"You understand them!"
Looking at Heya, who was staring at her in disbelief, Chu Guang said patiently.
"Understanding is not the same as agreeing, and the biggest lesson from your manager's log is that 'never give up on communication because of communication difficulties', not 'the ignorant majority is not worth understanding'."
Hea snorted softly.
"Well, at least we still have a little bit of agreement that we all think those guys are stupid enough...... I'm off work, and it's time for this girl to enjoy the celebration, so I sympathize with you in vain! β
Chu Guang smiled faintly.
"Go ahead, I recommend smearing a little berry jam on the pork liver, the sour taste can neutralize the bitterness, this is our latest unlocked recipe."
"Slightly! I'm going to put cumin! β
Hea hung up.
Looking at the light particles scattered in the holographic screen, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.
He could feel that her mood was slightly better, and that she had reconciled with her past memories.
Although she and Yin Fang's personalities are completely different, they actually grew up in a similar environment, and they are both rational materialists in nature.
Then she must be able to understand what she is trying to express.
β¦β¦
Same as the last celebration.
After nightfall, the sky above Dawn City is lit up with brilliant flowers.
Pedestrians paused to look up at the beautiful fireworks, and even those in distant Boulder City could catch a glimpse of a bright light through the cracks in the concrete ruins.
ββ¦β¦ Mr. House guessed correctly again, and they were indeed venting their ammunition in an impotent rage. Standing on the edge of the industrial zone, Kent muttered, having just finished a day's work.
A few months ago he surrounded City Hall with cannery workers in order to throw Union merchandise out of Boulder because Union factories were stealing their jobs.
It was definitely the highlight of his life.
Duron, who is usually high-spirited, is sweating profusely, and he not only gets the job he wants, but also gets a bargaining chip from the security captain Alec. I heard that because of his earth-shattering righteous deeds, the alliance has fallen into a hot inflation, and the salary of 1 silver coin a day has skyrocketed to double digits, I really can't imagine how they usually live.
However, he occasionally envied those people in the northern suburbs, the doglegs of the city hall dared to kick their ass, but they would never dare to bully the poor ghosts of the alliance, and even the vassals of those poor ghosts did not dare to move.
After all, those people are poor and only have guns, and they are wearing shoes, so you can't just mess them up.
Sperger, who was walking next to him, glanced at his quilted jeans and muttered.
"Hey, do you really believe Mr. House?"
"You don't believe me?"
Seeing that Kent raised his eyebrows and looked like he was going to beat himself, Sperger didn't expect him to be so excited, and quickly changed his words.
"I do, of course I do...... We are undoubtedly victorious too, but why don't we celebrate our victory? β
Kent's eyes widened, and his neck turned red with anger.
"Are you crazy? It's a wasteland, and there's so much to celebrate. β
Convinced that he wasn't going to beat himself, Sperger cautiously continued.
"But I heard that yesterday or the day before yesterday, President Malvern was seen going out of town with great fanfare, with his precious daughter. I've also heard that many nobles in the inner city went to the alliance a few days ago to wait for the celebration to begin, and almost all of the powerful mercenary groups have been wrapped up until next month......"
Kent said impatiently.
"They're there to eat and drink."
Spirger looked at him stunned.
"Eat...... Diet? β
"Yes! That's right! β
Kent didn't know what he was fighting with, maybe he was dissatisfied with the worker's confused expression, maybe he was just hyperthyroid, staring at him tightly.
"What's wrong? We are their creditors, what is wrong with us eating their food? I wish they had eaten a little more tonight! It's best to come back with it! β
Spurg hurriedly raised his hand.
"I didn't ...... No, I think you're right, I hope they'll work up an appetite tonight and bring Ben back for us. β
It would be nice to be able to spit out a mouthful of soup.
Perhaps satisfied with his frightened expression, Kent calmed down a little, and his tone became much more patient, and he began to reason.
"Liszt is the biggest factory owner in the Union, and he is our man, which is the best proof of this! Doesn't the inhabitants of the Alliance come to us to get black cards when they make money, but the nobles of the inner city will never be their shelter dwellers, doesn't that mean a lot? β
Looking at the chattering Kent, Sperger suddenly felt a little distressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because then he would have to explain why he was distressed, and this could never be said.
He was a timid man.
Only when you read the newspaper aloud will you be a little braver.
He didn't know why Kent was talking to those old men who had capital in his hands, but at least he didn't want to be punched at the moment.
Looking at Kent, who was expecting his feedback, Spurg nodded cautiously.
"Of course."
"I have no doubt that Mr. House is right."
β¦β¦
"Haha, congratulations! Our friends! Best friends in Boulder City! β
The Ballroom of the Alliance.
Sid, who was dressed appropriately, excitedly raised his wine glass, looked at Chu Guang who appeared in the banquet hall, and was about to walk up to touch the glass, but before he could get closer, he found that the person had gone elsewhere.
ββ¦β¦ Tsk, what does it stink! β
A flash of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and Sid tried to put the glass back on the long table with a lack of interest to hide his embarrassment.
But at that moment, a wine glass suddenly reached out and touched him lightly.
"How do you drink alone?"
Seeing Liszt appearing in front of him, Sid's eyes lit up, and he drank the wine in the cup with a smile, pulled his shoulders and said.
"It's better for you to save face, my friend!"
Liszt was an upstart in the inner city, and of course he didn't know him, and after all, he helped get the black card.
It was also in this banquet hall at the beginning.
This kid pulled him to negotiate a deal, and to be honest, Sid wasn't very interested, after all, it was not an decent thing to make money in Boulder City.
But lately he's slowly getting a taste of the joy of skyrocketing wealth.
He doesn't need to figure out how to balance logistics surpluses, how to adjust job functions, or even know what to produce to make money.
As long as he moves his fingers and throws the chips like a dart, someone will naturally do the small work for him, and make sure that he is satisfied.
"Of course," said Liszt, smiling slightly, putting down his glass, and politely speaking, "after all, we are in a group. β
"Hey! Still hello! To be honest, the hillbillies in the northern suburbs were really not a suitable trading partner, vulgar and rude, they invited us over, but threw me to Luca for hospitality, I heard that the old man used to be a serf, they must have gone crazy to make a mud-legged lord of the city! But Malvern was right, we don't have to mess with the chips, you know what it's like, when dealing with marauders. In order not to offend the others, Sid kept his voice low so that only the two of them could hear him.
Liszt nodded with a friendly smile on his face.
"It's true that doesn't taste good...... The chips they handed me were always greasy, reminding me of the bones and scraps of meat floating in a hot pan. β
"It's so vivid! I'd love to hear your legends, it's not ordinary people who can do business with marauders! Sid gave him a thumbs up and said with a fluttering eyebrow, "But I haven't eaten yet, so we can talk while we eat...... Talk about something a little lighter? β
Liszt said with a smile.
"Of course, I know a good deal, I don't know if you're interested."
As soon as he heard that there was an opportunity to make money, Sid's face suddenly showed a look of joy.
Liszt is of course trustworthy, not only because he owes him a lot of favors, but also because he has become his own.
"I'm so interested! My friend, I knew you would live up to my expectations! There's always something new to bring us fun! β
Liszt said with a slight smile.
"The coalition recently issued a bond."
"What's that?"
"Alternative debt," Liszt tried to process what Chu Guang had described, making the twists and turns sound less complicated, "You buy a bond with 100 chips, and the alliance will automatically distribute 3 bonds to you every year, and after five years, you will pay off the principal of 100 bonds at once." β
Sid was stunned, snorted, and dissatisfied.
"Why so little?"
Although he is rich, it does not mean that he is stupid.
Boulder City's aid loans to the Alliance have a 5% interest!
Not only is the interest rate low, but it doesn't sound like compound interest, so the ghost will buy it!
Sid's reaction was expected, and the smile on Liszt's face did not change, and he picked up the wine glass placed on the table and took a sip.
"So...... What if I have a special channel and can get a 100 denomination bond with an issue price of 90 chips? β
The moment he heard this, Sid was stunned for a moment, and then his breathing suddenly became short.
"Doesn't that mean ......"
"You earn 10 per cent when you get it," says Liszt meaningfully, "and not only that, but you also earn 3 per cent interest per year." If you are interested in a 10-year bond, the interest is one point more, and the issue price is 85. β
"The alliance does not recognize people, and allows bond trading, and now everyone has chips in their pockets, but the alliance cannot sign with chips, and needs to be exchanged for silver coins first, and the exchange of silver coins is not free...... So you get the idea, right? By buying bonds, you can indirectly share in their development dividends. β
He wouldn't tell Sid that, as a first-tier dealer, the issue price he got was actually cheaper.
As for how to repay the money in the future?
That's too easy!
When the chips are gathered in the pockets of the alliance, the alliance itself has no final say on how much the chips are worth?
If Chu Guang's plan finally comes to fruition, then in the most extreme case, the over-circulating chips will probably turn into a pile of useless plastic pieces.
The money is worthless, and you're afraid you won't be able to pay it back?
As for whether or not you can get to that point, it depends on the level of the manager. Speaking of which, Liszt was also very surprised, he didn't expect that the man who seemed to be above board had so many eyes hidden, and he was so ruthless when he made a move.
Sid hugged Liszt's shoulder, his eyes full of fanaticism, and his expression almost regarded him as his own brother, as if he was afraid that he would eat alone.
"Good brother! You'll have to take me! I've made so much money, I don't know what to invest in! β
"That's a must," said Liszt, smiling, patting him on the shoulder, and whispering softly, "have you forgotten, my friend?" β
"We're in this group."
β¦β¦
Chu Guang was originally going to miss tonight's fireworks show, and he couldn't even spare time to stand on the bridge of the Iron Heart and enjoy it.
After all, there are too many guests to receive.
Whether it is a representative of the enterprise or a representative of the surrounding survivor settlement, they all want to chat with him on behalf of their own settlement, and at the same time, come to learn from him, and by the way, see if they can catch the speeding train of the alliance and follow some light.
As the focus of the audience, Chu Guang also experienced for the first time in his life what it was like to be busy with his heels not touching the ground.
Those waiting in line to see him could line up from the door of the auditorium to the back kitchen.
He needed to condense the vast amount of information into three sentences, and remember as much as he could about every representative and settlement he talked to.
Fortunately, Xiaoqi helped.
It's just that somehow, just when he was about to go to see the large number of nobles in Boulder City, Xiao Qi suddenly became willful, saying that the fireworks he had designed with great difficulty were about to end, and he must go outside to see it anyway.
Otherwise, it won't do it next time!
No way.
Chu Guang originally wanted to go and have a deal with the nobles of Boulder City, but he really couldn't stand Xiao Qi's soft bombardment in his ears, so he could only wronged Old Luca and went to be polite to the nobles in the inner city.
As for bonds.
Chu Guang believed that even if he didn't cooperate, Liszt would do things for him to a beautiful point.
That guy is a smart guy.
He knows what to do......
β¦β¦
Outside the auditorium.
Chu Guang found a secluded place where no one was around, and looked up at the fireworks that bloomed in the night sky.
It turns out that the fireworks set off with the guns of the Iron Heart are so beautiful.
No wonder so many people looked up at the sky motionless that night.
My neck is tired.
Finally waited until the last cluster of fireworks was over, and Chu Guang couldn't help but praise it.
"It's pretty good."
Sitting on his shoulders and shaking his calves, Xiao Qi smiled happily and put his hands on his hips proudly.
"Hey, huh?"
Chu Guang glanced at the little guy helplessly.
"But it's still a while before the fireworks end, right? Why can't I wait until I'm done meeting with the Boulder representatives? β
Xiao Qi pursed his lips.
"Xiaoqi doesn't like them...... The master is wasting time on them, so it's better to come out and watch Xiaoqi's performance! β
In other words, will artificial intelligence also have standards for good and evil?
Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little magical.
"Where did they mess with you?"
Xiao Qi said confidently.
"Nope! The owner doesn't like it, so Xiaoqi doesn't like it either! β
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a smile.
"You ...... guy"
There are many things he doesn't like.
Strictly speaking, there are no absolute good or bad people in the wasteland, pure evil and absolute goodness are not common here, and the most common is unbridled chaos and barbarism.
If you can't tolerate a grain of sand in your eyes, and you don't care about the means of doing things, the end result will be an extremely distorted thing like the Enlightenment.
Those guys are adamant that both the Post-War Reconstruction Committee and the Survivors' Settlements in the Wasteland are depraved compared to the Great Age of Prosperity, and must be physically and decisively eliminated!
In their eyes, the alliance is more ignorant of the same as the wastelanders.
It is precisely for this reason that it is even more difficult to transform the disciples of the Enlightenment who are determined in their faith than to transform the predators.
As for Xiaoqi......
Maybe it's because I care too much about my feelings, and I accept a lot of good and bad information, so that I am affected a little.
Chu Guang could probably guess a little from its expression, it must be the nobles in the inner city who secretly arranged that they were "accidentally" heard by it, but they were restrained by themselves and couldn't do anything to them, so they could only express their dissatisfaction in this way.
At the Falcon City Palace, he had already missed it once because of its clever things, and he believed that it would not do anything to use its rights at will.
ββ¦β¦ There are actually a lot of people in this wasteland that we don't like, people who don't agree, and you should know that you've been with me for so long. β
"And even the more you get acquainted with them, and the more you understand their inner thoughts, the more you feel that they are hopelessly depraved, and that pulling them in is laborious and thankless."
Stretching out his index finger and gently rubbing Xiao Qi's little head, looking at the confused eyes, Chu Guang continued in a gentle voice.
"But we allow them to live, give them enough time to change, give them a chance, and even pull them forward when necessary."
"That's the Alliance."
A survivor unites, unitesβ
A place to huddle together on the ruins to keep warm.