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[Official Setting Set - Survivor Forces - "Boulder City" entry update: "Two Hundred Years of Mansions"]

[Introduction: Written by Malvern, the former president of the Boulder City Bank, this book details the two hundred years of the Great Stone Mansion from becoming a beacon in the southern part of the River Valley Province to its eventual collapse.] 】

[Text: (Under preparation, stay tuned...... ）】

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“…… This is a ledger compiled from the financial data of the Boulder City Bank, which records every large expenditure of the residents of the inner city in the past ten years and the whereabouts of the funds that can be traced. ”

Boulder City Hall, Reception Room.

It's been a week since the collapse of the Boulder Building, and the work of the crisis office has gradually moved from the initial rush to the right track.

Alyssa held a thick account book in both hands, solemnly handed it into Chu Guang's hand, and gave a brief explanation.

This is the second time they have met.

She is still wearing the same cotton dress she wore when they first met, with a cute fishbone hairpin pinned to her head.

In just two months, she seems to have matured into a teenager, from a little girl who loves to cry to an adult who knows responsibilities and obligations.

This is the most remarkable.

Looking at the down-to-earth and generous Alyssa, Chu Guang was relieved in his heart, but he couldn't help but wonder for a while.

are all about the same age, why is that kid in Lu Bei still the same as last year?

Nothing has changed.

If you really want to practice your experience, you still have to be free-range......

At the same time that Chu Guang was looking at Alyssa approvingly, Alyssa was also secretly looking at the administrator of the alliance.

The inhabitants of the Vault are handsome and beautiful, which is not surprising.

I heard that many young men fell in love with the girl who cooked porridge for them every day, and some of the blue jackets who helped deliver and carry things were also very popular with the female workers of the workers' union.

It's just that the residents of Vault 404 have a unique temperament that sometimes makes people wonder how to get along and communicate with them.

Specifically, it may be "optimism regardless of the occasion".

This, combined with the fact that they have their own unique language and communicate loudly what they don't understand, makes some of their strange behavior even more difficult to understand.

Their managers, however, are completely different.

How to describe it?

If those blue coats are the sun floating in the morning, then he feels like the sun shining on the ground, just looking at it, her shoulders and heart can't help but be warm, but not too hot and dazzling.

Her cheeks flushed from the warm sun, and Alyssa's eyes filled with anticipation.

Will he praise her?

"Good job."

Chu Guang flipped over the ledger, and then handed it to Xiao Yu who was standing aside.

"I'll leave the verification to you."

A long time ago, Pai had discovered Xiaoyu's talent for spatial imagination and calculation ability, and Chu Guang had discovered her sensitivity to numbers earlier, so he arranged for her to help players count money and keep accounts.

Now she is not only talented, but also has a large number of mathematical tools and calculation methods, and the work of checking the ledger is only a trivial matter for her, and it will probably be completed in a few days.

However, with Xiaoyu's stubborn and more serious character, even if it is a small thing like counting silver coins, she will do it seriously.

"Hmmm! Leave it to Xiaoyu! ”

Xiao Yu nodded earnestly, took the thick ledger with both hands, and Pai, who was standing next to her, curled the corners of her mouth proudly.

"Don't worry! My little fish is amazing! It's sure to be done beautifully! ”

The little fish that was praised also happily curled the corners of her lips upward.

But she quickly thought of something, frowned slightly, and looked at Pai to correct.

"Xiaoyu is not yours, I have to say that it is also Brother Chu's."

Unable to stand the serious gaze, Pai shrunk her neck and muttered aggrievedly.

"I'll just ...... Just kidding, why are you taking it so seriously. ”

Chu Guang coughed lightly.

"Don't say that, it's your own."

"Mmmm," Xiao Yu shook his head and looked at Chu Guang seriously, "Daddy has already entrusted Xiao Yu to Brother Chu." ”

Pai: "??? ”

Chu Guang: "......?" ”

it!

How long ago was that?!

Seeing Pai staring straight at him, Chu Guang subtly staggered his gaze.

"That was last winter...... Don't look at me like that, it's not the kind of trust you think, just ask me to take care of her, thank you. ”

He felt that he had taken good care of him, and he had lived up to the trust of the old man.

Seeing that Chu Guang didn't seem to be joking, Pai breathed a sigh of relief and patted his neckline.

"I'll just say it...... Scared the hell out of me. ”

Chu Guang: "......"

Although it wasn't what she thought, this "scared to death" still made him a little unhappy.

Tell me, what's scary?

Looking at the two people who were talking to each other, Xiao Yu twisted his eyebrows dissatisfiedly and muttered quietly.

"What are you talking about, the little fish have said-"

"Alright," Pai covered her mouth sloppily, smiling as she fooled the matter, "don't say any more, you know, you know." ”

Growing up in that little part of Bate Street, it's normal to not understand anything.

She's not too young anyway, and maybe she'll understand when she's older.

Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he also grew up in a small place, Camp 101 is a little more advanced than the place on Bate Street, and Pai is still much more sensible than Xiaoyu after receiving the care of Dr. Method.

Looking at the laughing and playful Pai and the unilaterally suppressed little fish, Alyssa's expression was slightly dull, and a faint sense of loss floated in her bright eyes.

Is it just "well done"?

With a little unwillingness in her heart, she couldn't help but open her mouth.

"The ......"

Hearing the voice from the side, Chu Guang looked in the direction of Alyssa.

Seeing that she looked like she had something to say, he smiled and said.

"What's the matter?"

Embarrassed to the side, Alyssa whispered.

“…… Can you boast about me again? ”

The air in the room fell silent for a moment.

Pai, who hugged Xiaoyu from behind, took advantage of the fire to poke Xiaoyu's bulging cheeks, Chu Guang looked at Alyssa with an expectant face, and watched her face become redder and redder because of the quiet air.

I thought about it for a moment.

Chu Guang got up and walked to the window of the office, looked past the frosted windowsill, and looked at the settlement that was returning to normal.

"You've done something remarkable, so great that I don't want you to take another risk, so I'll hesitate to give you this medal."

After a pause, he looked back at Alyssa.

"But at this moment, I suddenly felt that I should not hesitate in this matter, and I should be praised for doing the right thing, otherwise it will be a disappointment of courage."

"You've done a good job, including me, and the survivors inside and outside the wall will be proud of your bravery. I also sincerely hope that you will continue to work hard in the future to make this settlement more prosperous than ever, so that people will not regret the pride and choice they have made today. ”

The sunlight shone right past the frosty windowsill and through the misty window on Alyssa's face.

The bright eyes shimmer with the light of the lake, like a circle of ripples blowing the surface of the lake in early spring.

"Thank you!"

Chu Guangwan smiled.

"It's me who should say thank you, and then I have to trouble you to help Xiaoyu complete the verification work."

With a big smile on her face, Alyssa nodded vigorously.

"Hmmm! Leave it to me! ”

……

Time passed day by day, and soon it was the end of December.

Just in time for the day before the alliance's Chinese New Year's Eve, the first batch of prefabricated panel apartments was officially completed.

Like the corn buildings east of Dawn, the apartment buildings were pre-made with precast concrete slabs from factories in Boulder City, transported to the construction site and erected by crane like building blocks.

The newly completed community will have a total of 30 buildings, each with six floors, 10 single rooms and two mini-sanitation, which can accommodate 1,800 households, while covering less than a third of the original shacks, freeing up a lot of space for road planning and public facilities.

Not only that, but every five buildings are equipped with a concrete public bath for residents in the community to wash up.

This uniform style of building soon became the most beautiful scenery near the Boulder City Industrial Zone.

It's not perfect, and it can even be said that there are a lot of shortcomings.

For example, sound insulation problems, such as small units, crowded living environments, etc.

However, for the survivors of the wasteland, especially the workers living in the industrial area, these are not disadvantages at all.

Compared to their original leaky shacks, these corn buildings are much better!

Life is always getting better day by day, and no one expects to live a prosperous life all at once.

After the completion of the first apartment buildings, the new authorities quickly delivered on their promises.

These homes will be provided free of charge to survivors' families who do not have shelters, and survivors whose homes have been demolished, as well as construction team workers involved in construction, will have priority allocation.

These young adults themselves are the labor force needed in the nearby industrial area, and most of them want to be closer to where they work.

At the same time that a number of apartment buildings were put into use, the underground passage between Boulder City and Dawning City was also completed with the joint efforts of players and survivors.

The hatchery chambers that lodged in dark corners were completely cleared, as well as the fruiting bodies that wandered in the dark.

Players even smashed a cannibal tribe hiding in a tunnel to rescue a dozen survivors from their cages.

With the completion of the cleanup, the time to travel between Boulder City and Dawning City has been greatly reduced.

At present, the Shuguang City Hall is studying and planning a ramp to connect with the underground tunnel, so as to integrate Boulder City into the alliance's rail transportation system.

Recently, the alliance is also planning to change the original coal-burning train to a cheaper and more environmentally friendly electric locomotive.

The two can be done together.

The construction of infrastructure is still ongoing in an orderly manner, and the Crisis Office, with the help of the coalition, is actively transitioning to the new authorities.

The first is the choice of the lord of the city.

Without any surprise, the new lord of the city was elected by Lovett, the president of the Workers' Association. After the announcement of the results of the vote by the radio officials, the Daily Survivor also announced the results.

His speeches at the moment of the uprising inspired the survivors of the city, and his performances in the aftermath of his victory showed that he was up to the task.

To make a figurative but inappropriate analogy, the position of the city lord and the mayor of the city hall is probably similar to that of the village party secretary and the village chief.

In terms of specific responsibilities, the former is mainly responsible for macro decision-making, signing important documents, and deciding what to do.

The latter, along with other officials in the town hall, are mainly responsible for specific municipal work, and the positions are more filled by professionals who decide what to do.

In addition, the lord of the castle will oversee the work of the town hall, while the powers of the former are granted by the constitution and are jointly supervised by the residents of Boulder City and the Alliance.

Lovett pledged to make "restoring production in industrial areas and improving the treatment of workers" a top priority for the next three years.

If a profiteer tries to break the laws of the Alliance, he will not only let them get out, but also kick them in the ass.

Almost everyone in the workers' union voted for him.

Of course they knew Lovett was just a carpenter, but they didn't care. Even a less intelligent carpenter is better than a clever Mr. House. What's more, carpentry work is not completely brainless, he is not only literate, arithmetic, but also drawing.

It doesn't matter if the city lord's business is not skilled, they are willing to wait.

It's not the first time that Sberger has been able to write sentences smoothly, and it was only after reading the newspaper for more than half a year that he slowly learned something.

For the sake of the workers' union's performance in times of disaster, most of the citizens also voted for Lovett.

After all, now is indeed the time when the workers are most needed to carry the burden, and the other citizens really can't put forward a representative that everyone agrees with.

The Alliance has no opinion on Boulder City handing over this answer sheet.

However, in order to appease the opinions of the "royalists" within the alliance and Boulder City about legitimacy, Chu Guang wrote a formal letter of appointment to Lovett after the vote ended.

In his letter of appointment, he wrote -

"The Workers' Daily shouted out the voice of progress, and I hope you will live up to the trust of others and pass on the voice of progress."

In this regard, the Crisis Office has officially completed the transition to the new authorities.

Although there is still a long way to go before people's lives are back on track, with the successive start of the factory, the first batch of airtight apartment buildings has been completed with the concerted efforts of people, and everyone has seen the dawn of a new life.

The laws of the Union will be enforced here.

Sweatshops and megaliths are a thing of the past.

There is no doubt that everything will get better......

……

While the NPCs in Boulder City were busy rushing to their new lives, the players of the Alliance were not idle.

It can even be said that it is busier than usual......

Boulder Military Building, prosthetic operating room.

Ibs stared at the 3D model on the tablet, scratching his chin with his index finger and glancing at a guy who was already pouting on the operating table.

"Are you sure you want to put this thing on you?"

Considering the fragility of the organism's life, and the possible risks of surgery, he asked one last question out of professional ethics.

However, the mosquito lying on the operating table did not appreciate it and urged it.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up! I paid for it all! ”

This NPC is a lot of nonsense!

Directly above the operating table was a dense network of pipes and instruments, in addition to welding torches and chainsaws, and anyone with their back to that thing would have a numb scalp.

Looking at the engineers and surgeons who were looking at each other, Ibers scratched his head, and finally put aside the tablet and professional ethics in his hand, and said happily.

"Well, I respect your choice...... After all, the opinion of the customer comes first. ”

This sentence seems to be about some kind of imprisoning program on himself.

After waiting for a moment and seeing no response, Ibers snapped his fingers happily and motioned for the engineers and doctors in the operation to pick up the equipment and get to work.

Before the anesthetic needle could be poked, the mosquito brother rolled his eyes and left his body to go to another world.

There was a flash of electric sparks on the operating table.

One moment the sizzle of electricity, the next the creaking of sawbones.

Under the busy work of several construction workers, plasma sprayed everywhere, and the operating room was filled with a smell of burnt paste.

Although the movement is a little louder, the effect is not ambiguous at all.

They cut a large section of the subject's spine, replaced it with an alloy mechanical spine, sutured the wound, and attached a robotic hand to each of the eight interfaces.

After the operation, the mosquito looks like an eight-legged spider with its legs curled up.

After a few more hours, the anesthesia was completely over.

The mosquito opened its eyes suddenly, its limbs did not move, and the eight hands behind it took the lead in fluttering.

Experiencing the strange feeling, he quickly climbed off the operating table and looked at the mirror handed by the surgeon, his face full of fanatical surprise.

"! Awesome! ”

This skin bunker is up!

The eight robotic hands are like his arms, able to move freely under the control of his mind, and have a sense of almost touch.

"Hahahaha! Lao Tzu is now Doctor Octopus! ”

Looking at the recipient dancing excitedly, although Ibers couldn't understand what he was shouting, he still kindly reminded him.

"If you regret it, you can change it back, we froze your original spine. Also, if you don't want to bleed profusely, please don't walk with a prosthesis...... Let me remind you once again that this is a robotic hand, not a robotic leg. ”

Completely ignoring his advice, Mosquito Hippie smiled and picked up the backless padded jacket that had been prepared in advance, put it on, and patted Ibs on the shoulder with his mechanical hand.

"Thank you, Lao Tie! If it works, I would recommend it to anyone in need! ”

"Old iron? Old iron? Do you mean me? Ibs touched his chin, raised his eyebrows with interest, and muttered "Interesting name.......

It's a good fit for him.

After all, his AI core is indeed a few years old.

Although they are nasty organisms, these guys are quite funny.

At least it's a lot more interesting than the previous ones.

Seeing the shelter resident named "WC Really Have Mosquitoes" leave the operating room in ecstasy, Ibs was also sincerely happy for him.

He is also very happy with his new work.

I just hope that this not-so-intelligent organism will not cry in a few days.

Picking up the tablet, Ibs stretched out his index finger and scratched it down, muttering to himself.

"Want to install a casserole with a big fist, what is a casserole? The arm can fire the 'pigeon' missile...... Tsk, do these guys know how heavy that thing is? ”

But—

It feels kind of interesting.

A pleasant smile appeared on Ebs's face, he put away the tablet in his hand, looked at the engineers and surgeons in the operating room, and cleared his throat.

"It's time for a new job."

Several engineers looked at each other with a wry smile.

"Is it okay with eight robotic arms......

"I'm more worried that his head can't carry it, at least he should install a heat dissipation plug for the cerebellum."

"I'm afraid it's not just about heat dissipation."

"It's a pity...... If only there were biomimicry chips. ”

It's good that life is back on track, but these engineers always feel that the weapons they make in their factories are getting more and more wrong.

Is it really okay to do "human experiments" with those blue coats?

And it's a self-funded experiment......

It's not just a matter of weak hearts, they always feel that their conscience hurts a little.

But their android boss, Ibs, doesn't think so.

The Vault dwellers who "love his design" are so much cuter than the picky ones!

Sure enough, selling yourself to that man was a wise choice!

"The opinion of the customer comes first! Gee...... I think that installing the launch tube in the middle of the radius and ulna, and making a fist as big as an iron pot, should be enough to meet the needs of the customer. ”

"However, the weight of the arms will exceed the weight of the client, and the shoulder blades and spine will have to be replaced with stronger prostheses......

"Let me do the math, quote...... 500,000 credits should be reasonable! ”

The voice of self-talk grew more excited, and the smile on Ebs's face grew more and more pleasant.

It seems that at least in the next five years, he will not be bored!

At this moment, an assistant drone floated in and hovered behind him. At the same time, there was no undulating electronic sound.

"A new order, from the Burning Corps."

With a slightly surprised expression, Ibs reached for the tablet, clicked on the list of latest orders, and found the new order reported to him by the AI assistant.

"Full infantry equipment against mutants, including armor and weapons...... The number is 500 sets, and the budget is capped at 5 million silver coins. ”

The requirements are detailed in the order.

Of course, this is not the end of a few sets of body armor and rifles, they need an infantry equipment that can clean out mutants like chopping watermelons and vegetables.

Predictably, this is just the beginning.

There must be other orders in the future!

The index finger scratched his chin slightly, and Ibers's electronic eyes flashed with interest, and a meaningful smile could not help but appear on his face.

Of course, it wasn't just the mediocre order that interested him.

It's the news behind this order.

“…… Before the wave even started, were they already preparing to exterminate the mutants in the south? ”

Interesting.

His new clients are really getting more and more interesting!

……

After the merger of Boulder City into the Alliance, a bunch of NPC entries were added to the official website, among which Ibs of Boulder Military Industry is undoubtedly the most popular.

Especially after seeing the eight-clawed manipulator of the mosquito brother, many players' greedy eyes are about to glow green.

But after seeing the expensive prosthetic price, most people calmed down.

Sure enough, private customization is a job that only local tyrants can afford, and they still wait for the technology to mature and buy relatively cheap mass-produced models.

Goblin Technology's factory.

Looking at the eight arms on the mosquito's back with envy, he reached out and touched it, and couldn't help but say.

“…… Your new gear is awesome! ”

A few days ago, the mosquitoes mysteriously said that they were going to go far away, and they thought they were going to go to the neighbor for modification surgery.

Chasing Soul couldn't help but sour.

"It looks pretty awesome, but I don't know what it's for."

The mosquito, whose nose was about to go up in the sky, rolled its eyes at him.

"You know a hammer! Lao Tzu now has ten hands! Screwing is five times faster than you! ”

Soul Chaser said with a grin.

"Cut, it's going to be a hair."

Before the mosquito could come to his senses, another of his disciples, the God of Killing, followed and asked.

"If you don't understand, just ask, won't this have an impact on real life?"

"It doesn't matter, if you take off the helmet, you can't feel those eight arms......" The mechanical hand stacked behind his back picked his head, and the mosquito thought for a while, and then changed his words, "Well, it's not completely unaffected, I always feel that something is missing, it's inconvenient." ”

It would be awesome if it could give the whole set in reality!

The thought of that picture made the mosquito's mouth grin.

With a coveted expression, he stared intently at his eight mechanical arms and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"...... When Lao Tzu has money, he will also get a set! ”

The Killing God continued to ask curiously.

"I don't know how to continue asking, how much do you get?"

The mosquito curled the corners of its mouth triumphantly.

"400,000."

As soon as the words fell, the four of them were instantly shocked.

"it!"

"Crazy?! 400,000 to buy this thing?! ”

“？？？”

What shocked them even more was that this guy had made so much money quietly, and he was already able to play without feeling distressed!

Seeing that these guys didn't know how to see, the mosquito pouted.

"Cut, I don't know the goods, I don't have a pattern! What do you mean to buy this thing for 400,000? Wait for me to buy it and think about it slowly, and think it through, let's make one ourselves, isn't it fragrant! ”

Persuasion couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Tall! It's you! ”

But then again, what is this thing supposed to be about?

He is tinkering with drones, chasing souls is engaged in chemical engineering, killing gods is repairing cars, and counting the deadly brothers who don't know what to do, none of them understand neural connections.

And is there a similar technology in reality?

Although there is a neural connection, it is not a dimensional thing at all with this outrageous black technology in the game, right?!

At this moment, the killer who had not spoken suddenly spoke.

"I've been thinking about a question just now, you put this thing on...... How will you fly a plane in the future? ”

It turned out that the W-2 was cheap enough, and it didn't hurt if it fell.

But this set of equipment is 400,000 ......

Boy!

How many planes have been worn!

Not only did they take their lives, but the other three people were stunned, but they also quickly came back to their senses and looked at their unjust boss silently.

The air was eerily quiet for a moment.

The mosquito's expression was stunned at first, then dazed, and finally like a mask of pain, two iron claws covered its head.

"!"

Sloppy!

(End of chapter)