The broadcast studio of the Voice of Boulder newspaper.

House shivered as he looked at the thugs who had stepped into the newspaper office, then at Joey, who was standing with the thugs, and said in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Centurion...... You, what are you doing here?"

The K-10 "Iron Wall" heavy outer bone Luo, the proud work of the boulder military industry, is generally equipped by the heavy infantry or front-line combat officers such as the commander of the ten and centurions as the vanguard, and it is said that one punch can kill a two-headed cow.

Of course, the people dressed in these guys mostly use guns and rarely engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Knowing this, House was already scared home.

Joey glanced at House, a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He didn't like this guy very much, although he had been happy for a while before. Ever since he got the newspaper, he found that this person didn't have a word of Beijing in his mouth, and it was as nutritious as a nutritional paste.

"Come and bring victory and glory to my children, or be their example," Joey glanced back at Lovett and Aliphon, and the Workers' Union. Over to you.

Lovett nodded, walked over to the ticket, looked at the pale little one, and said that the radio will be used by us.

He borrowed it, but House didn't dare say no, the chick nodded like a peck of rice, and squeezed out a good smile on his pale face.

Please use it! Need help commissioning your device? Dear Mr. Worker,"

Look at the sawdust on the pants, it should be doing high-duty carpentry work.

"No," one of the workers walked out, disgustedly pushing away House, who wanted to get close to them, "Your equipment is made by Lao Tzu...... Damn, I get sick to hear your duck throat!"

Another worker burst out laughing.

"Haha, I agree! It's worse than the sound of Lovett sawing wood!"

"House! How about learning a duck call? It's going to sound better than what you usually say!"

House's anxious face turned blue and white, and his distorted expression was about to cry.

At this moment, a cough came.

"Ahem! Everyone, we don't have to be 'willing', we just take back what belongs to us!

Dragging House, who was almost scared to pee his pants, out of his co-workers, Lovett patted him on the shoulder, led him by the neck to the door of the newspaper office, and said kindly.

"Go home, don't go out at night, wait for the door of the giant wall to open and find a way to escape:"

"We won't take you, but others can't say it."

"Thank you...... Thank you!"

House was moved to exchange words, thanked him so much, and ran out of the newspaper office with a rolling belt, like a mouse that had fallen into a snowdrift, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Smiling at the back that disappeared into the night, Lovett closed the door, returned to the crowded broadcast studio, and took over the microphone that his co-worker had adjusted.

He cleared his throat and was about to speak, when a crisp voice suddenly interrupted him from the side.

"Wait a minute."

People looked at the little girl.

Even after being watched by countless pairs of eyes, she was no longer afraid, and Alyssa continued in a sincere voice.

"We have to prepare a transcript of the broadcast, or a speech. Your voice will be heard, and we need to get every message right, not only to the residents of the outer city, but also to the residents of the inner city...... In short, we need a concrete program that tells them how we should win, and what will change when we win."

Her eyes shone with wisdom and courage that were different from those of her peers, and the experience seemed to make her grow several years at once.

Lovett felt that she had the shadow of President Malvern in her, but it was completely different.

But what does it matter?

Pol and Master Stephen were actually only one thought away.

She was Malvin's daughter, and it was normal to be like her father, and it would be scary to be like her at all.

"She's right."

Lovett put the microphone down and looked at the workers' union, "We need to draft a program to tell our partners that this is an uprising, not a riot."

One worker nodded.

"That's right, and tell those mercenaries to be honest! Don't think they have guns!"

Looking at the gossiping group, Alyssa's red face was full of happy smiles.

Finally someone was willing to listen to her.

And so many people.

In fact, she is not helpless.

She believes that in the future, she will be able to come up with a better and more mature way than crying her nose.

"We're not going to destroy everything, but we're going to have a fresh start," Lovett said embarrassedly, looking at his co-workers.

The electrician gave a thumbs up.

"Great!"

With the encouragement of his co-workers, Lovett began to improvise, telling stories like Sberg reading a newspaper.

「…… The visible Stephen can be destroyed, but the invisible Stephen cannot be destroyed. We are their ghosts, and they are our ghosts."

Joey coughed.

Stop, this sentence can be changed, except for the workers of these workers' unions, many people don't know the story of Pol the Awakened, and they may feel that they are learning from the water."

And the day, too tired, these words can be put into the time of victory." Wen Lisha also nodded, "At this moment, you should use the most simple language to tell everyone what to do next,"

Like the administrators of the League, Lovett scratched the back of his head.

"That's right."

Most of the workers actually heard about Bol the Awakened by word of mouth, after all, it had not been snowing for long.

Spurg was taken away by the old festivals.

A lot of people hear different versions.

If Sperger is still alive, when he is rescued, he must be allowed to finish the story.

Everyone meditated together.

Some have proposed better labor treatments, some have proposed lower bread prices, and some have called for tax increases for the rich...... But all these ideas are just scratching through the boots. Alyssa suddenly thought of the fundamental law of the Alliance, and the declaration of the administrator at the celebration, and she retracted from it.

"Charter!"

Joey frowned slightly, "You mean the law?" Boulder has a law."

"But the blamers don't have to obey, do they?" Alyssa looked at him without turning her eyes, "As long as you have a black card, you won't be punished for violating it, and they didn't take Sporge because he broke any laws, right?"

Joey nodded, "It was the guards under the militia who took him.

"From now on, it must be different, otherwise whatever we do will be meaningless, and everything will come back again!"

Alyssa looked at them with blazing eyes and clenched her slender fists, "The inner city must free Sperger, and from today we must discuss a fundamental law that everyone abides by!" We're going to give it the power we once gave Blackcard!"

Joey looked at the little girl in front of her in a daze.

He suddenly felt that it was not for nothing that he had gambled on his future and fate, that perhaps after tomorrow there would be something different in this settlement, and that his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren would in the future look up to him as true arrogance and role models.

The god of the bighorn deer is above.

Although Boulder has never had a king......

But if she is willing to be crowned, he is willing to pledge allegiance to this queen.

Lovett also looked at her stunned, muttering in his mouth.

"Bol...... It turned out to be Pol...... She's Pol too?"

He remembered that Sperger had written.

Pol snapped off his black card......

……

There is no eternal emperor, and there is no immortal city-state.

However, two centuries of hesitation will not be in vain.

It was precisely because the people were fed up with the barbaric life of Ru Mao drinking blood that they summoned up the courage to borrow the fire from the Celestial Priests to dispel the Dark Ages.

And when people finally learned to light the stacks of wood by their own power, the priests who watched the fire quietly withdrew from the stage of history.

This is not a pity for those who watch the flame.

If he doesn't take the initiative to move towards a new era.

His people will one day be swallowed up by darkness.

The old man who designed this settlement may not have thought of what is happening today, the future that even computers have not envisioned.

He led the people to build the giant wall, designed the Fang Ming, entrusted the descendants to its care, and designed the final death for it.

It's actually a gift.

There is life and death to be called true life, and what remains unchanged is only the cold and hard stone.

It becomes human at the last moment.

And the "children" it watched over also ushered in a new dawn after a long period of sinking.

In the face of inescapable danger, people are once again coming together.

They worked together to light the fire, just like their ancestors more than 200 years ago, to overcome the difficulties and face the catastrophe of that day.

People sit at the fire with their shoulders on their shoulders, young and old, and there is no distinction between the poor and the rich, because at the moment everything is not important, and from tomorrow onwards everyone will be the same.

People threw chips into the fire.

Watching the alternating yellow and green arcs of fire dancing on the fire, the children's faces showed smiles that they had not seen for a long time.

Some people sang songs, some played the six-stringed harp, and some made up their stories into a poem and taught them to the children to sing.

Winter is suddenly not so cold.

The workers took out the food from the warehouse and distributed it to the others, and their boss had already run away from the settlement anyway.

Of course, they didn't take it for nothing.

They left small pieces of paper inside, which were the checks sent to them by the bosses, and now it was time to cash them.

The Workers' Union took over the Voice of Boulder broadcast, and a representative named Lovett announced the program of the uprising in a wide interlude.

That was for the nobles of the inner city.

It's also for your own people.

The never-ending reincarnation ends here, and after the endless long night is a new beginning.

It is true that the sun does not rise just because people are going to get up.

But the sun will rise eventually.

This is also the eternal fate and truth of Eji......

……

The early morning of the emerald day.

The snow finally stopped, and the thick cloud cover drilled out a glimmer of morning sun, gilding the snow-capped streets of Boulder City with a golden glow.

After announcing the uprising's program, the Workers' Union called on the residents to unite through the Voice of the Stone City radio and to cooperate with the militia to distribute the city's stockpiles.

After deliberation between the Workers' Association and the militia group, it was decided to establish a "Crisis Response Office" in conjunction with the City Hall and transition to the new Boulder authorities.

The immediate priority is to solve the problem at hand.

In order to fill everyone's stomachs, some workers returned to their posts with the mobilization of the workers' union.

The production plant was reopened, and the Workers' Association's welfare home, the Giant Stone City Prison, was also opened to the public.

However, the shortfall is still huge.

Even if Malvern intercepted a batch of goods that were supposed to be sent to the Union to deliver orders some time ago, the remaining food and household items were in short supply.

There is also a big disagreement between the workers' unions and the militia groups on whether or not to forcibly requisition supplies from the residents of some countries who have large quantities of food.

Some people think that the troubled times should be re-enshrined, others think that this is a robbery of Chiguoguo, and some people propose to give some compensation to the expropriated... But now fools know that chips are no longer worth anything.

No one acknowledges that thing anymore.

Giving chips is equal to grabbing!

The workers' union can mobilize the employees, and the militia can mobilize the soldiers who stand on the side of the residents of the outer city, but there are not only these people in Boulder.

Who will mobilize the citizens and mercenaries?

Seeing that there was no way to take advantage of the fire to rob, some mercenaries shouted to leave the city, and some citizens also wanted to go out with them.

If last night all the inhabitants of this city were gloriously on the side of ideals, today they have to face a grim reality

The old men of the inner city have left them with a huge mess.

The boulder city, which was handed over to the residents of Boulder City, has been bitten by countless moths......

An office in the town hall.

Alyssa was carefully flipping through the ledger in her hand and checking it with the papers spread out on the table.

As a member of the Crisis Office, and the smallest member, she is responsible for calculating the assets that the city hall has at its disposal right now.

While some expressed doubts about her experience and position, the members of the workers' union expressed their support.

Most of the members of the Royal Friends Association have simple values.

They would rather trust a less skilled girl who is at least willing to tell them the truth than those clever bastards who are full of lies and cunning.

It's okay to make a mistake.

That's it.

You are not unreasonable barbarians.

And Alyssa didn't live up to everyone's expectations.

The first thing she did was to copy her home in the outer city, and then she also copied the property of her brother's lonely friends in the outer city.

The computer of the Boulder City Bank records every chip expenditure, and it is easy to find out the assets of the nobles hidden in the outer city.

These are ill-gotten gains.

It should belong to all the inhabitants of Boulder City.

Looking at the thick stack of ledgers in her hand, Alyssa's eyes were full of sadness.

It was only then that she realized what her father had carried for his family and the settlement.

The economy is only a means of distributing goods, and it cannot be conjured up out of thin air.

As his father had said before he left the house, he had used everything he could think of, but he still couldn't stop the train heading down the hill.

Thinking of her sad old father, Alyssa couldn't help but whisper a few words of complaint to the respected manager in her heart.

"You're too ruthless......

Alyssa, who was frowning, sighed and gently closed the ledger in her hand.

The liquidated damages of private factories are already a confused account:

No matter how much the workers of the alliance complained, all they could do was apologize.

Bi Jing chips are completely finished, and those orders denominated in chips continue to be done, which is tantamount to working for the alliance for nothing.

Not to mention that the bosses who signed those orders have long since run away, and they can't let the workers, who are also creditors, pay off the debts of those profiteers, right?

Of course, those chips are denominated in debt, and they will also forgive the alliance...... After all, no amount of chips is meaningful.

Boulder City must survive the cold winter with the little supplies left, and Boulder City's foreign trade can only be suspended for a while.

But the problem is that the raw materials of Boulder City are completely dependent on imports!

It doesn't matter if it's an industrial product or a raw material for food.

They don't have to sell things to people outside, but people outside don't give things to them for no reason.

Alyssa had a whim.

Maybe......

Should everyone be encouraged to grow some vegetables in pots?

But where does the seed come from?

She had heard that farming was not easy.

For example, the alliance next door.

They cultivated seeds in CNC planting towers and shelters in the northern suburbs, and combined with fertilizers produced in the industrial area, to maintain high yields of crops on the north shore of Linghu Lake.

And now the crops in the northern suburbs alone are no longer enough to fully meet the needs of the inhabitants of the Union.

Recently, they have converted some of the fields outside into breeding fields, which are managed by the Seed Research Section of the Biological Laboratory, and then exported the seeds and fertilizer from the industrial area to Luoxia Province in exchange for a large number of basic crops, which has filled the stomachs of all the residents of the joint project.

And there are countless details that are invisible.

The problem of box food alone contains more knowledge than a book can be written, and she has been to school the most, but the teacher has never taught these things in depth.

Alyssa felt that Lixin's hidden sugar was biased.

Yes............ Yes............ Yes............

It's so hard............

There is no poetry in the whole scripture of heaven and earth, even if the god of love has been in a state of excitement, it is already a little difficult to hold up.

Stretched out his little hands and lay on the table, his face was close to Elisa, who was in a fake game, and the dizzy goose would not think about it.

Or......

How about the manager's situation?

Maybe that's a good idea, maybe for his own cuteness, maybe he'll give the guys in Boulder City a sum of money?

As long as everyone can survive the winter safely, "the land is willing to do anything, after all, their family owes too much to the residents of this settlement.

People kindly forgave her, but the unilateral giving was only charity, and she wanted to do something for everyone, to pay off the debts owed by her father, mother, and older siblings, which was the only thing she could do......

Thinking about it, Alyssa's face suddenly turned red, and she shook her head vigorously, driving out the steaming brain of those unrealistic thoughts that came out of her steaming brain.

She can't be the same as her father......

It is useless to ask for help.

「…… He said I would be a wonderful person." Whispering silently, Alyssa pulled her face away from the ledger and pulled herself together again.

It was that phrase that encouraged her.

She bravely stood up at that critical moment that decided her fate and the fate of everyone.

If she had chosen to sit idly by and watch, while everyone else watched in silence like her, they would not have gone to the impossible possibility.

"I've done something...... I can't let him down."

Her eyes were clear again, and Elisa's eyes shone with wisdom, and she thought to herself.

「…… However, there should be hope for diplomatic negotiations with the alliance on the issue of displaced people."

The Alliance should also not want to see hundreds of thousands of refugees overwhelm the order they had managed so hard to maintain, and helping Boulder City is also helping themselves.

Their makeshift apartment building can now accommodate up to 40,000 people, and I say more than half of them are already occupied.

Apparently they also underestimated the "rottenness" of Boulder City.

That honorable Mr. Administrator must be having a headache at this moment as to how to defuse the bomb that is close at hand, right?

Uh-huh.

Finding a breakthrough to solve the problem, a faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Zunmin, we will keep the door closed and persuade everyone to wait patiently for the end of the winter and spring waves. At the same time, we implore the Alliance to support us with some of the nutrients we need to survive and fuel for the winter, and we sincerely ask you to lend a helping hand to help us."

"This negotiation should work."

If you really can't do it, you can borrow money.

The new authorities in Boulder City borrowed a special loan from the Union Bank for the purchase of emergency supplies such as nutritional paste.

I heard that it was not delicious and nutritious, but she was willing to eat it with everyone until everyone's life was back on track.

As for the future......

Alyssa's eyes were a little confused.

The best outcome for Boulder City is naturally to join the Alliance, or at least become a collaborator of the Alliance like the countries of the Luoxia Province!

However, she can't make a decision on this matter personally, and needs to discuss it with everyone in this settlement.

And it's useless for them to think about it:

The population of Boulder City is larger than the four cities of the Alliance combined, and if you want to join others, you have to consider whether others are willing to take over.

It's a huge mess for no reason......

At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and Lovett walked in from outside.

Alyssa stood up immediately with her hands on the table.

"Mr. Lovett, you've come just in time, and I hope you can negotiate on behalf of Boulder and the Alliance!"

Lovett was stunned for a moment, and then her head wrinkled, "Don't worry about this matter yet...... There's something big going on in the inner city."

Alyssa froze.

「…… The inner city?"

Because there were still a lot of problems in the outer city, the new authorities of Boulder City did not force the residents of the inner city to surrender, nor did they urge them to come out immediately, but only unilaterally announced to them the program of the uprising and the establishment of a new authority, and a series of other matters.

The giant wall has been controlled by the defected soldiers, and the control of the militia group has basically been in the hands of Joey and other grassroots officers, if it was the inner city that kept the outer city out of the door before, then now the outer city surrounds the entire inner city and waits for the trouble of the outer city to settle down, and then deal with the problem of the residents of the inner city is the same.

Alyssa didn't understand why Lovett was mentioning the inner city at this point, but her whole face turned pale when she listened to his account.

"What...... The Boulder Mansion is about to collapse?!"

Lovett nodded with a complicated expression.

"I think Stephen...... I mean, the inhabitants of the inner city are not lying."

"They've stocked up enough supplies for them for months in the inner city, and if it weren't for something terrible, they were going to hold on to that wall until we all die of old age."

Alyssa bit her lip.

Her mother and older siblings are still inside...

"They...... What requirements were made?

Lovett said after a moment of silence.

"It doesn't matter what they ask for anymore, the question now is what we do with them when they come out. Of course, the Workers' Union said they could spare Sperger's lives as long as he was alive. But we all think that Sperger probably won't survive, Bi Jing's bleeding amount, I believe you that you killed a pig there......

The office fell silent.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely hard, a soft cough suddenly followed the footsteps into the door.

"Ahem...... My old friend, do you want me to die so much?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lovett turned around in surprise to see Sperger standing in the doorway with a smile on his face, his arm resting on the doorframe.

"The god of the bighorn deer is above......

Lovett walked forward quickly and patted the guy's rough old face, tears of excitement were about to be squeezed out.

You're still alive, "How did you do it?"

"That's not my blood ......" Clapped Lovett's hand away, and Broken Berg said with a smile, "You may not believe it, but thanks to the lord of the city, I watched a long, long movie."

"City Lord? What does it have to do with the city lord" Luo Xiongte suddenly remembered something, grabbed him by the collar, and said impatiently, "Don't care about the electricity or not, what about the story behind?!"

Spear looked at him embarrassedly.

"Actually, you've already written it for me, and it's much better than mine......

Lovett hid his eyes.

"Don't try to get rid of it! We're going to see what you write!"

"Okay, okay...... I'll finish it in one sitting when I'm free, but I'll probably have to go to the northern suburbs first."

Holding down a mustache that was about to go crazy, Sperger coughed, then looked at some teary-eyed little girl in the room.

"First Meeting...... Are you Alyssa? My name is Sperger, and I'm a worker in a cannery. It is estimated that a young lady like you will never know a poor ghost like me in her life."

"Don't say this kind of bullying, she's with us now."

With a large hand on his shoulder, Joey walked in through the door and watched Alyssa continue.

"They released Sperger, and the Workers' Union, seeing that he was intact, decided to pardon him

Residents of the inner city. They can stay and join us, after all, this is also their home. Of course, they can also go out, but they still have the same rules as us, 20 kilograms of luggage per person."

Spurg immediately added, "Wait, you'll have to add one more, worth less than ten thousand silver coins

"Thank you!!"

Holding back the tears that came out of her eyes, Alyssa lowered her head vigorously and bowed deeply, but the tears hidden by her bangs still couldn't help falling on the floor.

Of course, those were not tears of sadness......

She couldn't describe the surging emotions in her heart at the moment.

Together, they came to an almost impossible end,

But here they are standing at the moment. All together.

At this time, a small hand suddenly tugged at her sleeve, and a crisp sound came from the side.

"Sister, don't cry...... Everyone was saved.

Alyssa's eyes widened and she raised her head slightly, only to see a little girl who was only six or seven years old, looking at her worriedly.

"Are you ......?"

"My child, Anna."

Walking up to Alyssa's side, Joey picked up Anna and scraped the bridge of the little guy's nose with her index finger dotingly.

"She came back this morning, along with her older siblings and mother, with those who had escaped from the Inner Realms......

I told them everything, and the little one was clamoring to come and see that Sister Elisa."

Alyssa looked at the father and daughter in a daze, and subconsciously sniffed, not wanting to leave a crying impression on her little fans.

But Anna didn't care.

Maybe because she is also a crybaby, looking at Alyssa, who suddenly stopped shedding tears, she suddenly gave a thumbs up with her eyes shining.

"My sister is awesome!"

Alyssa said with a red face.

"I...... I didn't actually do anything, but your father was a little bit better."

"Hahaha, of course!"

Joey smiled heartily, and the corners of his bearded mouth unconsciously curled, not hiding the smugness on his face at all.

"My baby girl can tell you everything."

"I'm proud of her."

……

The gloomy and cold boulder mansion is empty at the moment.

Rhine, who had been injured a little, worked hard to finally sneak in at dawn, taking advantage of the moment the inner city gate opened.

He hid in the inner city for a while, making sure no one was following, and then he touched the monolithic mansion in the center.

As everyone walked out, he was the only one running towards the inner city.

The inhabitants of the inner city crowded into the exit like crazy, fleeing like pigs out of the cage.

But that's exactly what he's doing.

He doesn't care about the fight between the poor and the powerful, Bugra doesn't have so much bullshit, every employee of the Flint Group is extremely happy, and everything is in the company's interests.

As a member of the Flint Group, he had come to fetch something......

The same weapon that would give the Free State true freedom.

Pushing open the door of the conference hall, he stepped over the door full of wine and papers, and hurriedly looked around the messy hall with a flashlight and pistol.

This is where the nobles usually meet.

"...... Why don't you even turn on the lights?" Rhine muttered.

Although the sky outside has been lit up by the dawn sun, the outside of the monolith building is surrounded by a circle of tall buildings, so there is not much light to find here.

The light of the morning sun pulls the shadows of the curtains of the old elders......

"Huh...... Hehe......"

The creepy laughter suddenly floated in, startling Rhein, who hurriedly pointed the light and the muzzle of the gun at the corner of the conference room.

There was a man sitting there.

Dressed in a luxurious formal attire.

It looks like it's supposed to be the nobles of the inner city.

Rhine was overjoyed, cleared his throat and shouted.

"Hey, friend, make a deal! As long as you're willing to help me find something, I'll take you out of this place!"

"Deals? Get out? Hehe...... Scold...... Hahaha!"

Sid, who was originally smiling, suddenly laughed out loud.

The sudden burst of action and laughter startled Rhein again, and he thought that this guy was going to play some trick, and the gun in his hand almost went off.

"Shut up! Are you crazy!?"

Rhine yelled in annoyance and walked over to him, ready to give the crazy guy a little color.

Sid ignored him, staring at the trader in his hand, or at the motionless line on the screen, glued to the edges.

"I poured it, I actually took it down...... Hey...... It's actually down."

"Down?" Rhein looked at him with a frown, "What's up?"

Sid still didn't answer.

It was as if he was the only one left in his world, and his heartbeat was like a line welded to the floor, completely lost its ups and downs......

$Coin has avalanche.

$ is worth less than 0.00001 chips.

He didn't know why it had fallen so badly.

It's like he doesn't know why that thing is going up.

It turns out that S coins can fall below the issue price......

Sid only now knows.

But no one ever told him.

"It's all over."

Sid, with a dead face, muttered to himself, like a living walking corpse, and looked up at the ceiling blankly.

It was as if he saw his first appearance beckoning to him.

"Father...... Grandfather...... I'm sorry."

"I lost."

"I can't beat them" They're going to fight against me, they're not a thing, I'm not a thing.

Tears ran down the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, rolled down his earlobes, rolled to the ground, and fell on the black card that was covered in dust, and he sat up straight as if he had been electrocuted, covering his face with his hands, and shaking his shoulders like a child who had done something wrong.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

"I ......"

"I'm going to apologize to you in person!"

In the end, he still didn't have the courage to face the people outside......

Suddenly the floor began to paint.

Rhine's face changed suddenly.

He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that the building under his feet was as crazy as the old thing in front of him.

"Purpose--"

It's too late to escape.

The falling rubble soon flooded the place, and with the last of his eyes, he was alerted to the crazy one.

The old man suddenly stood up and hugged the falling ceiling......

The megalith collapsed:

The dust engulfed the entire inner city in an instant, slamming into the walls of the inner city along with the tumbling rubble.

Then tumble upward......

That building.

After all, it collapsed.

……

Far Away Wind Hotel, a luxury suite on the highest floor.

Father and son stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the nearby Boulder City.

Standing here, you can just look over the huge wall and look all the way to the inner city.

Viga specially booked this room with the best view, just to see the last bustle of this settlement.

The owner here, Reston, is a big dealer.

Even if he used chips to pay, he didn't kick himself out because the chips were worthless.

Intently at the dust rising in the distance, Vidja's ten fingers poked at the window, babbling in her mouth.

"Collapsed...... It collapsed......

He didn't expect the Boulder Mansion to be blown up.

Was it blown up by the mob?

Still is......

Is it "expiry-lived"?

"Ah, my dear Lord Sid, you must be all right."

A twisted smile gradually appeared on Vidja's face, and he poked his nose against the window to keep it from his son.

Piru, the little fat man standing on the side, muttered.

"It's a pity...... I haven't dropped my chips yet."

"Be a lesson, kid," Vega retracted her twisted smile and placed her hand on his shoulder, "To be a good trader, you must first have a nose that is more sensitive than a dog."

Piru tilted his round head.

"A nose that is more sensitive than a dog?"

"Risk," Vija said with a smile, "You have to know if it's a person or a ghost on the other side, and you have to be careful about whether it's money or paper. You're doing a good job with S-Coins, but you're not good enough, you're only noticing the risks of S-Coins, but not the chips it's anchored to can become garbage themselves."

"Who would have thought of this...... It's been a century and a half." Piru muttered.

Viga said with a slight smile.

"So the people there are now poor, and we're gone."

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door, and Aaron pushed it open and walked in.

Vega immediately looked back at him.

"Where's Sid?"

He had transferred all the possessions he could, and now the only one in the city that he couldn't let go of was his childhood friend.

Aron shook his head regretfully.

"Not in the ranks of the inner city... It should be dead.

A look of disappointment appeared on Vidja's face, and she muttered in despair.

"Dead...... Actually dead."

Aaron paused and continued.

"But his wife and three children are still alive, including the eldest son, who is married."

He thought the boss would be interested.

Sure enough, when he said this, the flame of longing rekindled in those lost eyes.

Leaving the floor-to-ceiling window, Viga excitedly walked up to Aron and took him by the shoulder.

"Gotta get them out! Everyone!"

Releasing Aaron's shoulder, Viga rubbed her hands together excitedly, walked to the table to the side, and poured herself a glass of General McLean's treasured red wine.

「…… I have promised it, and I will repay Lord Sid for his kindness, and now it is our turn to repay the favor.

He hadn't forgotten what he had said to the old man that day around Sid's house

"I will always be loyal to you... I will definitely repay you, sir. 「

Looking at the fiery eyes, Aaron nodded without hesitation.

"Understood."

What a wicked skinny boss......

But this wasteland.

How can there be so many good people?

Seeing the door close, Wei Jia suddenly thought of something, shook her index finger forward, put down the wine in her hand, and returned to the side of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The dust in the distance has cleared:

But there was another person who was staring intently, as if he was missing something.

They can't be missed.

If you have any regrets, you have to do it now.

Putting her hand on her son's fat shoulder, Vija said softly.

"My child...... Are you someone you can't let go, I'll ask Uncle Aaron to buy him for you."

"Kummit!"

Piru's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"I like to play with him, but he's too domineering and always robs me of toys and girls, he's right

That's never the case."

Vega frowned.

"This problem needs to be fixed."

Piru immediately lowered his head in fear.

"I'm sorry......"

"Lift your head up, my child," Vega patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "It's not you who should apologize.

Desire is human nature, and what I want to talk to you about is ...... You can't be as rude as those rude guys. You see, and the dust is their end."

Piru nodded earnestly.

"I'll take that lesson to heart."

A satisfied smile appeared on Vidja's face.

worthy of his son.

There is no problem in inheriting his mantle.

"I'm glad, but you can't just take care of yourself, you also have to help your good friend, he doesn't take care of it............ You. In the future, we will all have to make a living in the cannibalistic wasteland, and he can no longer be as willful as before.

The little mung beans squeezed in the fat shimmered, and Piru nodded vigorously and said in a deep voice.

"I see! I will help Master Kurmit get rid of his waywardness and rudeness, and make him remember that he can't always steal other people's things."

"That's great," Vija gave a thumbs up and patted his son on the shoulder with a laugh, "I'll send you to the Free State of Bugra later, and Master Kumet will go there with you to take care of him."

"Don't worry, father!" Piru nodded excitedly and said, "But why don't we go to Ideal City?

"It's not for us, their ideals are poison to anyone but them, and you'll understand when you grow up," Vega smiled, "And you don't want to be an idiot like Kisho."

"That Kishu isn't really smart, and he's the most tired," Piru muttered, "By the way, there's another Kishu...... Daddy, aren't we going to help Malvern and their family too?"

Piru didn't care about Kixiu, but he remembered that Kixiu had a beautiful sister.

She was the prettiest of almost all the women he had ever met, and the old ladies of the Night Queen's Bar couldn't compare to her.

But Gesius never wanted to bring her into their kingdom.

Wei Jia's eyes suddenly showed a hint of jealousy, stared at his son's eyes, and said in a non-joking tone.

"He has his own father, so we don't have to worry about it."

Of course.

Viga did not tell his son that he was not afraid of the fallen Malvin, but his

The youngest daughter, Elisa.

The man standing behind her, to be exact.

Until the end of this "war", Vega Comptoir has not fully investigated all the cards played by the Alliance in the "Boulder City Crisis".

They did everything cleanly, took out the chips, took out the black cards, didn't die a single person, and went home in style.

Even he, the "big-headed soldier" who was dizzy in the war butterfly, couldn't help but admire, they did play a good chess game.

His Sid lord lost unjustly.

All the bright and dark lines pointed to the manager, who was not sure if Malvin had secretly made an exchange of interests with the Alliance, but he had to pay enough attention to an inconspicuous piece of information. According to Aaron's investigation, at the Alliance's triumphal celebrations, Alyssa had a relationship with the administrator.

The ruler of the alliance seemed to say a lot of things, appreciating that she would be a capable woman.

The day after Malvern settled in the hotel of the company's subsidiary and met with Luca, the lord of Dawning City, he secretly went to the alliance bank to get a card.

Although this is just some rumors, maybe it is the old fox of Malvern who let it out by himself, but considering that the "New Weijia Firm" will have to do business in the River Valley Province in the future, this matter still needs to be carefully considered.

He is risk-averse.

Especially the risks that are not necessary......

(Fang Ming's ending was actually written at the beginning, and its name is a metaphor, in fact, some intelligent readers discovered it a long time ago, and it is a homonym for fort.) Going through life without regrets, understanding love and hate at the last moment, and reacquainting with its own designer, this is the best ending for it. What I can imagine as BE is probably "the end of blood"? But there's no drama in that. In addition, if you want to see Alyssa BE's and everyday analogy with reality, please be a person, and it should not be ......)

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