"Too ...... Space elevator?! Are you serious? ”

Rickety open-top trucks crumble along the rugged mountain road, rusty iron plates and guardrails tinkling as the bearings und.

It's like it's going to fall apart at any moment.

About two dozen people huddled into the truck's container, their eyes full of surprise and disbelief focused on the man with mud on his boots and a travel bag.

They didn't know where this guy came from, only that his name was Zhang Ze, and he was a merchant wandering the wasteland.

The bag on his back was all his possessions, with some strange knick-knacks and some tatters picked up on the road.

This is very common.

There were even more traders in the wasteland than mercenaries, and not all of them were doing as much business as Mr. Liszt, and most were the ones who were saving money for one or two silver coins.

"Of course it's true! Can I fool you? ”

Very satisfied with the eyes that had never seen the world, Zhang Ze's face was full of pride.

Then he reached out and pulled out a crumpled newspaper from the backpack behind him, held it in front of him and shook it vigorously, first cleared his throat, and then read the press release with emotion.

“…… In the year 213, the Wasteland Era lasted for 213 years, and the calendar was about to turn to a new year. If something new isn't made from this moment on, nothing will change in the coming year 214. So we decided to do something about it, to light a torch in this barren ruin that would really dispel the cold night, and not at the expense of the unknown majority. ”

That's a manager's speech on the radio.

Although he couldn't learn the round tone of the radio, his hoarse voice was not much different from the noisy electrical sound of the radio.

Starting with the part of the space elevator, he kept reading down to the plan for the ten settlements that the Alliance would set up in the coastal areas of the eastern provinces of the Central Continent.

A pair of longing and longing eyes, the blooming light became more and more intense.

Food that never sells out, and jobs that even the literal wastelander can do!

And that's not all—

And hospitals and schools!

The Alliance's homeless homes have even generously promised to provide disabled survivors with interest-free loans for the installation of non-combat prosthetics from the Boulder Military Industry – and can defer repayments until the third year!

What a respectable lord that administrator is!

It wasn't just the sky above him, he also noticed the dust beneath his feet—the people struggling to survive on the wasteland.

Compared to the Kingdom of Heaven depicted by the Torch Church, there is no doubt that the alliance he leads is the true Kingdom of Heaven!

Anyone who says this will be alerted by them to some kind of frosting trap.

But the man was different.

Although he never flaunted his good deeds, everything he did was watched by the survivors of the wasteland.

Whether it's the survivors who live in the Alliance, or those who have simply been there.

It is for this reason that when his voice appeared on the radio of the wilderness, almost all the survivors of the longing alliance packed their bags and set out on the journey.

Since the collapse of the War Construction Committee, people finally have reliable radio again!

“…… That's all for the Daily Survivor, and we're about to head to the first of 10 settlements, Settlement No. 1. ”

Hearing that the merchant had finally finished reading, the mercenary who was squatting across from him couldn't help but ask.

"Doesn't this settlement have a nice name?"

"It's a pity, no," Zhang Zequan stuffed it back into his backpack after closing the newspaper in his hand, "but in fact, there is nothing to regret, just like what is written in the newspaper...... Dear Mr. Administrator wants us to name it, and it will be our new home for a long time. ”

One of the wastelanders said with a smile as he raised his prosthetic arm.

"Don't take me with you, I have my own home, I'm just going there to earn silver."

His name is Renault, and he is a waste picker from Junk City, and he has heard that there will be endless garbage in the southern seas for some time, so he came here to try his luck.

It doesn't matter if there is no garbage falling from the sky, at least the rags in Haiya Province have not been picked up, let alone the remnants of the previous survivors.

The Alliance's railroad had only just crossed the Ten Peaks Mountains, and it was far enough to get here from the river valley province, and he had been on the train for at least a day and a night.

It can be seen how persistent this guy is with garbage.

Zhang Ze shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Of course, that's your freedom."

Not everyone craves a stable life, but he's been wandering in the wasteland for too long, and sometimes it's a good idea to make a home for himself.

Whether it's a dream of a home or a thirst for silver coins, a group of people from all over the wasteland sit in the same truck.

The road was bumpy for a while, and finally a wisp of smoke appeared in front of me.

If you see people in other places, most of the displaced people's first reaction is to be alert.

But here it's different.

The most notorious survivor forces in the entire wasteland are here, and at least not a horde of raiders would dare to set up camp here until order rots here.

A checkpoint appeared at the intersection ahead.

The driver drove straight over and pulled the handbrake as he approached the checkpoint.

A Willant officer, surrounded by two soldiers, stepped forward and asked, looking at the man in the truck.

"Who are you?"

The driver poked his head out of the window, a harmless smile on his weather-beaten face.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are survivors of the Death Coast, may I ask where we are?"

The Willant officer glanced at him, saw that there was nothing of interest in the car, and waved his hand at the checkpoint, signaling to open the railing and let him go.

"This is the ruins of Haibei City, and you have to walk one or two hundred kilometers to the south to get to the Death Coast."

"Thank you." Seeing that the railing of the checkpoint was open, the driver breathed a sigh of relief, said thank you, and retracted his head back into the window.

"You're welcome."

The officer watched the truck restart, and then, as if he had thought of something, spoke again.

“…… That's right, wait a minute. ”

The driver was stunned, and quickly pulled up the handbrake that he had just put down.

"Anything else?"

The people in the truck were nervous.

Including the prosthetic Lenault, his hand had unconsciously touched the weapon.

Feeling the tension of the atmosphere, the officer didn't care, just looked at the people in the truck compartment and said.

"If you're looking for work there, we've got work here."

A mercenary with a bullet chain wrapped around his jacket said alertly.

"We don't want dinars."

The officer's brow twitched fiercely, and although he was annoyed, he still said.

"We'll give you the silver coins."

It's really annoying that these guys who don't know what to do are actually picking and choosing!

It's a pity that the Coalition's trains refuse to carry slaves, the ships and ports in the southern seas refuse to provide all facilities for the slave trade, and the clone soldiers can't work, otherwise he wouldn't bother to take care of these poor ghosts.

Hearing that these Willantes actually gave silver coins, the eyes of many people in the truck lit up.

"How much do you give? No, I'll have to ask you what you do first! Renault's small eyes narrowed into a slit, staring intently at the Willant officer.

Seeing that the group was interested, the officer cleared his throat and spoke.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Anthony, the centurion of the 370,000th team, and the person in charge of this construction site...... The job you have to do is very simple, which is to dig the ruins, how about 20 silver a day with a shovel and 50 silver a day with a goblin excavator? ”

Although they couldn't find the entrance to the legendary Vault 20 or the Torch's Completed Lifeform project, they have dug up a lot of valuable goodies in recent times.

After all, the inhabitants of Vault 20 and the Torch Church have been active in the local area for a long time, and in addition to digging up the relics of the Prosperous Era, these guys have also made some creations and improvements on this basis.

In short, the Alliance's scientific expedition team opened a branch station nearby, and their leader also agreed to package and sell some less important wreckage and relics to the Alliance's scientific expedition group to earn military expenses.

After all, the cost of dragging these things back to the legion territory is too high, not to mention that no one may want to drag them back, and they have a large area of ruins in their own territory that can't be developed, so they don't need to worry about it at all.

They were only interested in the Torch Church's research on the "Completed Lifeforms" project.

Hearing Anthony's offer, everyone looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"20 silver a day? What about you sending Hanako? ”

"That's it!"

"We do the most unskilled and least lacking work in Dawning City, and we have 4 silver coins an hour!"

"8 silver coins an hour! And at least two meals! Also, don't try to fool us with the cream! I'm going to eat in a pot with you! Otherwise, don't even think about it! ”

The tense atmosphere at the scene was suddenly washed away.

Seeing that the legion was not robbing but recruiting people to work, everyone also hardened, and you shouted one by one, making Anthony's annoyed brows jump wildly next to the truck.

These greedy hyenas!

Anthony cursed inwardly.

Just these guys who dare to point at him with their nostrils, if it were in his hometown, he would have been whipped and served a long time ago!

"Okay! As you say...... 8 silver coins for 1 hour for ordinary workers, double the number of excavators! ”

Three groups of shift-based excavation, calculated as 8 hours a day, is 1920 silver coins a month.

100 people are 192,000.

The benefits of this relic are far more than that, and the batch of "tattered pieces dragged out of the site of the Vault 20 settlement" that they threw to the Alliance Scientific Expedition yesterday is worth 1 million silver coins!

At present, the development progress of the entire ruin is less than 10%, and there is no telling how many treasures are still hidden in it.

Hearing Anthony say this, that Renault was not ambiguous, and jumped out of the car directly holding the railing with his right hand.

"I did it!"

Not only Renault, but the other four people also hesitantly stood up and jumped out of the car.

It's good to be able to pick up garbage for such a high income, and it's a place to eat and live.

Waste pickers themselves are at the bottom of the wasteland, and many people pick up garbage and pick up diseases, either slime bacteria infection or radiation lesions, not to mention various mental illnesses caused by the loss of SAN value.

Working under the Willantes, while not as secure as the Alliance, is more reliable than working under various unknown survivor groups.

At the very least, they will pay the salary they agreed upon.

"Take care, brothers! There will be a period in the future haha! Looking at the guys left in the truck, Renault smiled and waved.

Looking at him with a smile on his face, the people sitting in the truck were also a little hesitant, but in the end they didn't get out of the car.

What if the alliance gives more?

Moreover, even if the Alliance does not give as much as the Legions, they are more inclined to work for the Alliance when the price gap is not large.

One is security, and the other is belonging, both of which the Legion cannot provide.

"Good luck to you." Zhang Ze didn't hesitate, just sent a blessing to the scavengers who met in Pingshui, and leaned on the guardrail of the carriage and waited for the departure.

From the moment he set off, he decided on his destination, and he would not get off halfway unless it was a last resort.

As the truck departed, Anthony beckoned to his men.

"Give them work and replace the brothers under the ruins...... Also, you can ask the convoy that passes by for a while, and you will be given eight silver coins an hour, and you will use engineering equipment to talk about it. ”

"Yes!" The soldier stood up straight, then looked at the five scavengers with excited and nervous faces, "Come with me, I'll take you to the place where you work." ”

After watching the group leave, Anthony looked at his watch, and then in the direction of the checkpoint, and his brow couldn't help but furrow.

The reason why he was waiting here was not to settle a few scavengers, but because a big man from the alliance had made an appointment to meet him here.

But now it seems that this guy is late......

But just then, dust billowed in the distance, and two tall off-road vehicles appeared in his field of vision.

The tightened eyebrows immediately loosened, and Anthony hurriedly waved his hand to the side.

"Open the checkpoint!"

Seeing this, the soldiers on the side hurriedly trotted over and lifted the railing.

Not long waiting, two off-road vehicles stopped in front of him through the checkpoint, and several soldiers wearing exoskeletons jumped out of the vehicles.

Looking at the shiny exoskeleton, the Willantes standing on both sides of the road couldn't help but show envious expressions.

Although the Legion also has its own exoskeletons, they are generally only equipped by the most elite units.

After all, this thing puts a lot of pressure on logistics.

Even if the corps of the Alliance's fully awakened people can turn off the power supply and save power when they are not in combat state, each regiment must be equipped with at least one or two maintenance companies to repair and maintain the equipment on a daily basis.

Not to mention enterprises, repair battalions are the standard for almost every mountain division, and they spend no less money on the repair and maintenance of equipment than on ammunition.

"Sorry we were delayed on the road for a while, and we hope we didn't keep you waiting......"

The mosquito that got out of the car walked up to Anthony with a smile on his face and enthusiastically extended his right hand.

The latter also smiled faintly, took his outstretched right hand and shook it.

"I hope you'll be punctual next time."

"Definitely, definitely!"

The smile on the mosquito's face grew brighter, especially when he saw the epaulettes on the employer's shoulders, and there was a hint of surprise in his smile.

"Good fellow, this is a centurion? Congratulations! ”

"It's also thanks to you." Anthony curled the corners of his mouth, although his expression was quite restrained, he still couldn't hide the smugness between his eyebrows.

The centurion of the legion is similar to the company commander in the human alliance system, and he is almost the highest-ranking front-line commander, and it is not easy to rise from the centurion.

And the reason why he was promoted so quickly, and he was promoted to centurion soon after becoming a centurion, was mainly because of the arms sales agreement he helped lead before, which not only saved tens of millions of dinars in maintenance costs for the front-line troops, but even earned a lot of military expenses.

Looking at Anthony, who couldn't hide the smugness on his face, Mosquito smiled and handed him a cigarette, and then continued.

"Thanks to me, it is only a matter of time before you are promoted with your talent."

Taking the cigarette and lighting it, Anthony swallowed the cloud for a while, looked at the arms dealer in front of him and said with a smile.

"There's no need for polite greetings, it's a long way for you to come here, just talk about things."

Mosquito said with a smile.

"Then I won't delay the general's time. I'll be straight ahead, we need a batch of munitions here. ”

Anthony asked with a frown.

"Isn't the previous batch enough?"

Mosquito said with a sigh.

"How can it be, our customers are not only arms dealers in Huzhou, but also customers in Baozhou have recently come to inquire, and I knew that the demand there was so strong, so I sold my own products."

Anthony was a little confused.

"What Huzhou Leopard State ......"

The mosquito said immediately.

"It's the name of the place in Borneo."

Anthony nodded suddenly, no wonder he said that it was a zoo, and this was the reason for the long time.

"So...... Is your customer an empire? ”

The mosquito nodded repeatedly.

"yes, who else could it be? Other small settlements are enough to buy cannons, and only they can eat so many goods. ”

When Anthony heard this, the expression on his face became even more confused.

"But...... I've heard that you and the Empire aren't rivals? ”

Hearing this, the mosquito almost choked to death from his own saliva, and coughed several times before speaking.

"Ahem...... That's an insult to us. ”

Anthony said quickly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean that...... I'm just a little strange, after all, you just fought with the Empire, aren't you afraid that they will get the equipment to retaliate against you? ”

Mosquito said, waving his hand.

"That's not something I'm considering, as long as our respected Mr. Manager doesn't say that he can't do those people's business, I will sell them as much as they want."

Anthony nodded bewilderedly.

"I kind of get it...... How much do you need? ”

The mosquito said immediately.

"We want as many as you have!"

Anthony shook his head.

"Then I can't give you all of them, at most half of the previous shipment is the limit. The civilian clique of Triumph City is also very interested in our batch of arms, and their ships have already departed from Xifan Harbor, and I have heard that they will arrive in two weeks. ”

Hearing this, the mosquito suddenly frowned.

The warlords of Leopard State give no less than those in Tiger State.

After all, there is a Jiaowan that can rank in the top three on the "Big Eye Sightseeing Recommendation List", and those ruthless people are much richer than General Jieha in Huzhou.

This time, the customers who came to discuss the sale directly said that they bought double the amount of arms Huzhou bought!

And it's all silver coins!

If it weren't for the fact that the contract had been signed and the banks that did the exchange business had been contacted, he would have even wanted to simply refund the business in Huzhou.

"How much do they give you?"

"Uh, I don't know...... But it shouldn't be as many as you, and I've heard that it seems to be given to them at cost price. Anthony said with a weak heart.

When the mosquito heard this, he immediately became anxious.

"Then why don't you sell it to us? Do you have a grudge against money? ”

Anthony said with a wry smile.

"Of course, there is also a part of the strategic imperative...... I don't know if it's appropriate to say this to you, but you're too tough on the cohesive, we need to arm our friends to share some of the pressure from you, it's not a matter of money. ”

As soon as the mosquito heard this, he immediately said.

"That's easy to say! You're going to arm the empire with these weapons, right? The merchants of Westsail Harbor took these weapons away and sold them to the Empire, and we bought one more to sell to the Empire! What's the difference? ”

Before Anthony could speak, the mosquito flickered after him.

"The only difference is that the businessmen under your civilian clique have taken advantage of your strategic needs and made a lot of money by relying on cheap purchase prices! And we'd love to let you make that money! ”

"I've made my words clear, can you bear to let those profiteers take away the benefits that should belong to you?"

Anthony was stunned, originally wanted to refute in his heart, but he wondered in his heart that it seemed to be the same thing?

The goblin technology got the equipment in their hands was sold to the empire, and the merchants of the civilian group were also sold to the empire, and it didn't seem to make any difference in terms of results.

So why not sell to the party with a higher price?

And the most infuriating thing is the profiteers on the side of the civilian clique!

The brethren of the Eastern Legion are fighting for His Majesty the Marshal at the front, and these guys are trying to make money out of them!

But what he can't understand is that when this guy says it, the enemy has a more conscience than his own people?

Anthony hesitated for a moment.

"This ...... I'll have to go back and talk to my superiors, I can't make up my mind about it. ”

The mosquito said in a good way.

"Go, your chief will understand my good intentions."

Anyway, Colway would have asked the pangolin what it meant, and the mosquitoes on the latter's side had already said hello.

This game is a face up card for him.

It will take 2~3 weeks for those cargo ships to sail here from Xifan Port, and they will have to toss until the beginning of next year.

In the case of similar strategic effects, not only can their side pay refreshmently, but they can also eat the goods in their hands in one bite, and there is no reason why these Willantes should not choose themselves.

Needing to report to his superiors, Anthony invited the mosquitoes back to a nearby camp to entertain them.

Noticing that some of the survivors in the camp carrying shovels were not from the Wilantes, but rather a bit like the faces of the eastern provinces, the mosquito asked curiously.

"Who are those people?"

Following his line of sight, Anthony immediately smiled and said.

"You said those people were scavengers we hired to dig up ruins. It's still a bit clumsy to let the soldiers do the work of digging up the ruins, and this kind of thing really has to be done professionally. ”

"That's really ......" The mosquito touched his chin and nodded, but he was thinking about something else.

The people of Wilante actually have spare money to hire people to do this work, and it seems that there are a lot of treasures dug up under this ruins......

Perhaps—

He can do something with his connections.

Just as the mosquitoes were thinking this, the truck that had passed them on the road before it finally drove to the edge of the Death Coast before it fell apart.

Seeing the blue shadow, the survivors sitting in the carriage craned their necks excitedly and looked in the direction of the coastline.

"It's the coastline!"

"Settlement No. 1!!"

"Hahaha! It's here! We're here! ”

"Woooooooooo......oo A whole thousand kilometers! Lao Tzu is finished! ”

On the edge of the narrow coastline lies a military camp.

To the south of the barracks were floating docks that rose and fell with the waves, and wide cargo ships were parked next to them. Under the traction of the lifting equipment, containers are constantly being unloaded from cargo ships.

On the north side of the camp are rows of container barracks, neatly like tofu blocks.

It must be the legendary Settlement No. 1!

They weren't the first to arrive, as many survivors had already arrived long before they arrived, and had even moved into the new home that the Alliance had prepared for them.

Although the containers looked a little simpler, they were better than the tents they lived in along the way.

Compared with the good life in the future, the current difficulties are not worth mentioning at all.

It's just the beginning.

They won't live in that rusty container all the time, they will build their home with their own hands!

"The god of the bighorn deer is above!"

"Thank you, the great god of radiation! The flickering light leads me here! ”

"Praise the Union! Praise the manager! ”

The crowd spoke incoherently with excitement, and their mouths recited their own sutras and prayed.

Some of those who couldn't wait had already grabbed their luggage, rolled over and got out of the car and ran in the direction of the coastline.

In particular, the young merchant who had been reading the newspaper in the carriage almost ran away with his muddy boots, cheering as he ran.

The eyes of these survivors invariably sparkled with devotion and excitement.

Like the followers of the god Bighorn, they are also determined by their own beliefs, and what they believe in is right now in front of their eyes.

At the moment, they just want to get to their home as soon as possible!

The fare was collected before getting on the bus, and the driver did not stop these crazy people, but cooperated to slow down the speed.

At the same time, several officers of the Southern Construction Corps standing at the gate of Settlement No. 1 also noticed the group of displaced people who were rushing towards this side.

"Another batch of newcomers," Xiao Yue whistled and grinned, "If this trend continues, I'm afraid we will run out of containers." ”

Li Jinrong, the head of the Southern Construction Corps, nodded.

"This is easy to say, I will contact the North Island side to ship another batch over."

“…… Let them get more concrete prefabricated slabs, this kind of iron house is afraid of a typhoon, and when the wind blows, there will be nothing. ”

Xiao Yue said this with a smile, and then set his eyes on the busy settlement in front of him.

Today, more than 30,000 survivors have settled here.

Some of them were rescued from the mutants' lairs, and some were thrown to them by the Legion, and they came to the door after hearing their broadcasts.

Like the dozen or twenty people who just came here.

The community staff received the displaced people, took them with their luggage to the newly opened container barracks, and introduced them to the facilities.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

Maybe it won't be long before Haiya Province can change back to its former appearance, even more lively than when the Tower Organization was still around!

It's just the only regret......

The people who once lived in this land are no longer visible.

A trace of melancholy appeared on Xiao Yue's face, and he suddenly sighed and said.

"I suddenly missed my parents a little, in fact, I don't remember much about them, but I just suddenly felt ...... If only they were still around. ”

Li Jinrong didn't know how to comfort him, so he was silent for a while and spoke slowly.

"When this settlement is on track, let's build a park for them."

Xiao Yue cast a puzzled gaze at him.

"Park?"

"Well, there's a monument or something like that......"

Li Jinrong paused for a moment and continued.

"We have to tell the people who come after us what happened here, what cost we paid, and how it ended."

"Those who have sacrificed for this will watch over us in another form, and as long as we remember them, our future is bright."

(End of chapter)