Chapter 525: Dawn City of “All Nations Come to Korea” (1/2)

In the northern part of Jinchuan Province, surrounded by mountains and jungles, there is an old ruin.

Its name is Jinhe City, which is seven to eight hundred kilometers away from Qingquan City, which is equivalent to the distance from Jiangcheng to Mountain City in reality.

On the outskirts of Jinhe City, on a gentle slope at the edge of the forest, there is a small settlement called "Dusty Town".

There are two to three hundred families living here. The town is surrounded by a one-meter-high low wall, and inside the town is a granite turret.

This form of settlement is common in Jinchuan Province.

After all, unlike the Luoxia Province, this place has deserts and river embankments as natural barriers to restrict the migration and predation of alien species.

On the contrary, because it is located in the subtropics and has a humid, warm and rainy climate, a large number of alien species migrated here from other provinces.

Here, the mutant slime mold is not the most dangerous. The most dangerous thing is the mutants who migrated here from the east coast and the radioactive waste scattered on this land.

About a month ago, when the alliance's army was in full swing with the legion in Luoxia Province, this peaceful dust town was still making a fortune. The mayor made a lot of money by doing business with the alliance. silver.

Then he used silver coins to buy a lot of LD-47s and Maxims that had been replaced by the front line, replaced the original iron tube rifles and rusty short knives, and hired some vicious thugs as bodyguards to facilitate his further exploitation. The old farmer working in the fields also made it easier for him to keep the silver coins he had stored in the fort.

However, the good times did not last long.

The mayor is a man with ideas, and coincidentally so are the hired thugs.

Seeing that there are mountains, water and fields here, and the wealthy businessmen who opened factories in the north can make money with their eyes closed, so this group of thugs with a bad record immediately hit it off, decisively returned to their old business, and took the mayor's The mayor's family was massacred with his gun.

Dust Town changed hands for the first time.

Those thugs worked for a while to bully men and dominate women. Most of the businessmen did not care about it. If nothing happens, in a few years, when most of the people who can work are killed, one day If evil comes to you, this place will become a new predator camp.

Unfortunately, a talking lizard, a talking mouse, and a dumb human misread the map and came here by chance.

Originally, they just planned to ask for directions to the beach, so they sent the only most human-like guy up to ask.

However, the thugs laughed out loud when they heard Mengxin's mindless speech, and they were thinking about the silver coins in his pocket, so they had the idea of ​​​​killing people and stealing goods.

Want to kill people and steal goods.

That would have to be a predator.

What happened next was a matter of course.

The more than twenty marauders are no match for this ruthless bunch. Not to mention the cute new human, the Trash King and the Strong Man are all old players in the Alpha version. They hunt for enemies one by one and take down the whole town without even using a gun. The popular predator on the game has been spawned.

The townspeople were indeed scared to death at first, but after discovering that the death claw could talk, they were no longer afraid.

After all, there are too many strange things in the wasteland.

There's nothing surprising about a small thing like Deathclaw spouting human words. It's not surprising that Death Claws can talk, and it's even less surprising that rats can talk.

The survivors in the town actually liked these two guys.

Compared to the tyrannical mayor and the robber who bullied them, the lizard who calls himself a garbage man and the rat who makes things difficult for others are just a little bit ugly, but not that scary.

In order to thank these three good "people" who came to help when encountering injustice, the villagers built statues for them and even built an ancestral hall to honor them.

At first, the three little players refused, but the feeling of being admired was so satisfying that they half-heartedly accepted it with a smile.

Then, the big lizard promised them that he would ensure the safety of the villagers. The mouse even said that as long as it was around, no other mice would dare to eat the grain in the barn.

The townspeople promised that they would give them 20% of the food as offerings... This was much lighter than the 70% collected by the old mayor and the 90% collected by the thugs!

The players on the other hand were flattered.

20% of the output of a small town of two to three hundred households, no matter how hard the garbage man eats, he will not be able to eat so much.

So the three "people" gathered together and decided to sell the endless grain to passing merchants, and then use part of the silver coins they earned to help these poor people buy some alliance tractors and fertilizers to increase the output of the farmland, and buy some food by the way. Tools for building wells and houses, etc., so that they can make more offerings.

In order to facilitate management, they asked the survivors to vote for a new mayor, and then found a few highly respected people to manage the militia and ordnance, money and food respectively.

This is the second time Chenchen Town changes hands.

Although it's only been a month, everything seems to be getting better.

Until a strange patient appeared in town.

He had sores on his hands and feet, with pus leaking from the sores, his body was hot, and his nose was dripping, making him look extremely ill. However, the strange thing is that these symptoms did not make him lie weakly in bed and whine. Instead, they made him uncharacteristically stronger and increased his appetite.

Nothing so weird has ever happened in this area.

The survivors in the town were frightened, so they locked up the healthy patient and immediately reported it to the three gods who protected them.

After cross-examination, the man confessed that he had caught a cold a few days ago. He listened to a hunter from another village and ate a green fruit that was said to be able to cure all diseases, and his condition improved.

However, the good times did not last long.

After some time, the cold showed no signs of recovery and even got worse. In order to suppress the torture of the disease and not affect his daily work, he could only continue to eat the green fruit and even secretly grow it in his yard.

In the end, his body seemed to have reached some kind of reconciliation with the virus. As long as he kept eating that green fruit, he would be able to avoid the torture of the disease and become stronger with infinite joy... even if His body has become a breeding ground for viruses.

But if he stops eating that fruit, his body's reconciliation with the virus will end, and his health will take a turn for the worse, gradually rotting away like a piece of rotten wood.

After understanding what happened, the three little players immediately paid attention to it. It didn't take much effort to find the Orion mentioned by the patient, and quickly located the source of the green fruit.

That's a place called Hope Town...

…

Dust Town.

A shrine dedicated to "gods".

"By the way, do you still remember...we originally planned to go to the south to see the sea?" Sitting on a wooden chair, I wanted to be quiet and suddenly sighed and said.

I yawned while picking up trash at level 99.

"remember."

"Then when are we going to hit the road?"

"emmm..."

"Damn! Are you addicted to being a savior?"

Looking at the yelling, I wanted to be quiet, and rolled my eyes at the 99 level of picking up garbage.

"Tsk, don't you enjoy it yourself?"

I wanted to say quietly, dumbfounded.

"I... I can't do it alone! Besides, we haven't saved files for more than a month. Is it really okay?"

Before he entered the game, he talked about it on the forum every day, saying that he wanted to explore the boundaries of the map. Only after he entered the game did he realize that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The first one is the language issue.

At present, even among the old players of the Alpha version, there are only a few who can speak fluent "human language". The translation function of VM is too obvious in offline mode. Some things cannot be understood even if they are translated, and some are not translated at all. .

Even now he can exchange those few words on a daily basis.

If you want to make your way into the wasteland relying on this half-baked talk, you are simply looking down on those man-eating things in the wasteland.

However, the garbage man was indifferent to his rhetoric.

Archive?

What do you want that thing for?

Human things are just weak!

"Hey, it's nothing without a save file. If you play this game for a long time, you will know that the level is actually only a very small part of all the elements of this game, just like the dragon in "Old 5", "Gwent Card" 3" and the rainbow in "Rainbow Six."

"Pfft, what the hell is the rainbow in Rainbow Six!"

The 99-level trash picker said proudly: "I mean, what the hell is the sequence level in "Wasteland OL"? Is it important? Is my low level affecting my pretense? Is it because the NPCs here are not lifelike enough? Or should I let you use it? Isn’t it exciting enough to live under another identity?”

"Hey...I really envy you alien players." I wanted to say quietly with envy.

If they were alien players, they would probably be able to walk freely in the wasteland.

After all, most aliens would avoid the Death Claws when they saw them, and ordinary survivors would rarely provoke them if they saw them.

"Calm down, it's like having consecutive QQ numbers. That's the kind of treatment only European emperors can get." Looking at the envious expression on this cute face, Jun Jun smiled, but he was crying in his heart.

He is strong.

And there is no doubt that it is strong.

But unfortunately, no matter how strong he is, he still doesn't have a penis.

After all, he still has a group of spiritual wives, but he will only get a snort of ridicule in front of other deathclaws.

Yes.

The other Deathclaws looked down on him as a "stunted" guy. Even a white bear could win the favor of other native bears because of its white fur.

Every time he thought of Nicole's disdainful look, he would grin in anger, but he couldn't do anything.

Damn it...

This damn game setting!

It was precisely because of this that when the new mayor of Dust Town asked him carefully if he wanted to prepare a witch to serve the gods for the ancestral hall, he refused flatly without hesitation.

joke.

I was the one who started the fight, why should I be so happy with the new guy next to me!

The tail of this feudal era must be cut off!

At this moment, Jingjing didn't know what exciting program he had missed. His attention was completely attracted by the mouse that slipped in from outside the door.

I saw a big fat rat, greeting several rat brothers, carrying a sack in and throwing it on the ground.

Jingjing walked forward, opened the mouth of the sack and took a look inside, and was immediately blown away by the stench that hit her face.

"Holy shit!? What the hell is this? It stinks so much!"

"Emerald fruit! That's what the locals call this thing. It grows on a kind of tree. It is said that eating it can cure all kinds of diseases." He raised his slender arm and wiped the sweat, shaking his long beard and said, " It can cure all kinds of diseases... If you bring this thing back, I will kill several of my younger brothers."

It is the nature of mice to cheat and play tricks. Those little mice that succumb to his force do not completely obey his orders, especially in places out of his sight.

Eating secretly was a common thing, not to mention eating secretly, his "harem" often got pregnant suddenly and inexplicably.

In the end, the person who obeyed his orders the most was not a pure mouse, but a marmot that had been following him for a long time.

Ever since he ordered a set of steel claws from Mosquito and put them on his grandson, he had often killed traitors in his tribe for him.

Holding back the stench, I wanted to quietly open the sack again and study the jade fruit inside. He discovered that the smell was not actually the fruit itself, but a layer of dark green mucus adhering to the surface of the fruit, as well as soil soaked in green.

Mr. Garbage also stared at the contents of the sack curiously for a while, and then looked at the fat mouse sitting on the stool resting.

"Don't you have an iron stomach? Take a bite."

"Get lost! I have an iron stomach, but that doesn't mean I have high poison resistance!" Qiang rolled his eyes in confusion, "You have a good physique, why don't you take a bite!"

Junk Jun chuckled and scratched his head with his thick paws.

"Just because I have a good physique, it doesn't mean I like eating shit... If you don't tell secret words, this thing doesn't look like a good thing to me!"

It looks green.

As a pure love warrior, he felt physical discomfort.

Unable to do anything, he coughed lightly.

"In short... the information is accurate. Just as the patient confessed, this thing suddenly appeared in Hope Town. At first, only a few people grew this kind of fruit. Later, the land that had been planted with fruit trees could only grow this kind of thing. And then In addition, local landowners are greedy for the money they can sell, so more and more people are planting it. "

I wanted to ask quietly and curiously.

"Is this expensive?"

Unable to force others to do so, he continued.

"It's definitely more expensive than food. Although not many merchants are harvested, I heard from the local survivors that they did plant it to make money at first, but as they planted it, they felt that it didn't matter whether they made money or not... Eat it No need to worry about illness, no need to wear clothes, no need to be cold, and you can still see the paradise world, and money is like dung in front of it.”

Hearing this, Jingjing's expression gradually became serious.

"You will lose all hope after eating this thing...This thing is undoubtedly poison."

"Nonsense, you don't have to say that." After slapping the newbie on the back of the head, Jun Jun looked at the strongman and asked, "So this thing came out of that Hope Town?"

To his surprise, Qiangren shook his head.

"No, they also got tree seeds from others. It is said that... the first fruit sapling came from a mutant tribe called 'Qi', in an abandoned city about twenty kilometers away from us."

I wanted to listen quietly, but my eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Mutant?!"

It's hard for someone to do anything and he laughed.

"It's surprising, isn't it... But if you look at the observation description of mutants on the official website, it's actually not difficult to understand."

"Mutants are a special group. In the first stage, they will live in groups in the form of tribes, obtain food and reproduce through 'hunting'. In the second stage, they will breed a certain degree of 'civilization' from violence. Specifically, The expression is the birth of the concepts of 'cultivation' and 'captivity', such as planting mutant fruits for food, raising a certain number of human females and a small number of males in captivity, allowing domestic animals to reproduce independently, and then 'using' and slaughtering them in a planned way. It is said that there is a third stage, but this is just a conjecture at the moment.”

"The 'Black Stone' tribe that other players discovered in the desert was probably between the first and second stages, and this 'odd' one is probably in the late second stage, and is even transitioning to the third stage... "

Junk Jun touched his chin.

"Where's the argument?"

"Argument? Isn't this obvious? I heard that there are tens of thousands of mutants there, even tens of thousands! It is impossible to maintain a population of ten thousand people by violence alone. They must have given birth to some kind of 'other' Something'...like the orc's Gul'dan." As he spoke, excitement flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps he could borrow some sociological lessons from them and find a way to build a massive rat empire.

I thought Jingjing's expression turned serious.

"...This is not a small problem. The mutant tribe of tens of thousands of people is only 20 kilometers away from us. However, we have been here for so long and we haven't heard any news at all."

Mr. Garbage also nodded and said seriously.

"Well, these mutants have no interest in plundering the surrounding small villages. This is too abnormal..."

Whether anyone cares or not, they have to synchronize this noteworthy news to the official website of "Wasteland Online".

No matter it's a "strange" story.

Or about that weird "emerald fruit"...

…

Just when the "pioneers" in the south were having a headache about how to deal with the patients in the village and how to send the "Emerald Fruit" samples back to the alliance for testing, the preparations for the triumphal celebration had entered the final countdown.

The streets are decorated with lights and colorful, and the pedestrians on the streets are bustling. The holiday started yesterday, and the shops on the streets have launched discount promotions. There are more than double the number of stalls in the market than before.

The people setting up stalls here are not only the local residents of Dawn City, but also merchants from Dawn City, Luoye City, and even Garbage City, Red River Alliance and other survivor settlements.

The dazzling array of goods and business opportunities everywhere not only turned Shuguang City into a living expo center, but also made silver coins a prized item in the eyes of countless merchants who passed by here.

Only those who come and want to come again will keep silver coins in their pockets as currency. Looking at the materials in the warehouses and shelves, people have no doubt that the purchasing power of silver coins will remain as strong as ever in the future.

Especially as the residents of the shelter returned from the front line, they not only brought the rare treasures of Luoxia Province, but also brought back the excitement that they had taken away from here a few months ago.

Ever since the large army left for Luoxia Province, Shuguang City has not been as lively as it is today for a long time.

Such a grand occasion can be described as "all nations come to court"!

“It’s so lively here!”

Watching the people coming and going around her, Alyssa was as excited as a little bird out of its cage. Her pale face, which had not seen the sun for a long time, was now flushed with excitement.

Looking at his elated daughter, Malvern couldn't help but reveal a relaxed smile.

"So you have to hold on to daddy's hand."

"Um!"

Alyssa nodded vigorously and held her father's hand tightly.

This is her first time coming to Dawn City.

Although it is only more than 20 kilometers away from their home, at least ten kilometers of the road are difficult to walk.

For these ten kilometers, his father brought at least fifty bodyguards, and the silent uncle among them seemed to be a bionic man produced by Jushi Military Industry.

From the moment she entered this settlement, she had been looking around curiously.

Everything here is new to her.

The men and women who were shopping on the street and the sales clerks who greeted her with smiles were actually not much older than her. Most of them were seventeen or eighteen years old, and there were very few elderly faces.

When passing by a stall, she couldn't help but stop and her eyes stopped on a beautiful head of hair.

To be precise, it was a fish bone-shaped hairpin that was pinned to her hair.

The little fish bones look like they were gnawed by a cat, which is very cute. And in the store in Boulder City, she had never seen such cute accessories.

The sister wearing the hairpin is also very beautiful.

Her skin color is slightly darker, like wheat dried by the sun in autumn, with a wild charm, but the smile on her face has a softness, which is in sharp contrast to her skin color.

Noticing Alyssa's gaze, Qiucao immediately realized that she was looking at the hairpin on her head, so she looked at the young customer with a smile and said.

"Like it?"

Alyssa nodded.

"Yes, I like it……"

Qiucao blinked and looked at the cute girl in front of him.

"Because the guest is very cute, I only need 1 silver coin."

Very cheap!

and……

This sister is very nice to talk to.

Alyssa's cheeks turned red, and she always felt that she would be sorry for her sister if she didn't pay, so she looked at her father pleadingly and tugged on his sleeve.

Seeing that his daughter liked it so much, Malvern, who originally thought the hairpin was a little priceless, didn't say anything, smiled and waved to his bodyguard.

The latter nodded silently, took out a silver coin from his arms and placed it on the stall, completing the transaction.

Malvern looked at his delighted daughter and warned her.

"Don't wear it in front of your mother."

"Um!"

Alyssa nodded obediently.

Malvern smiled and ruffled her hair, picked up the hairpin in her hand, and personally helped his daughter pin it to one side of her hair.

The delicate and small fish bones paired with the golden hair are so cute.

Of course, he knew very well that this was not because of how cute the hairpins were or how skilled the country bumpkins in the northern suburbs were at their craftsmanship, but because her daughter had noble blood flowing through her.

The destination of their trip was the most magnificent Embassy Street in Dawn City, and he had already reserved a VIP suite in the Ideal Hotel located on that street in advance.

It is the most famous hotel in the nearby area. It was invested and built by the Ideal Group. It only supports Cr payment. It is mainly for residents visiting Ideal City, but others can also make reservations if they can afford Cr.

The entire hotel has twenty floors and stands out from the rest in Shuguang City. The complete set of furniture and even the cement for wall repairs were shipped from Ideal City. The waiters are one hundred bionic maids produced by Kangmao Group.

Whether you want to live or talk about things, this is your first choice.

The alliance's cameras were everywhere in the sky, but they would never go into the hotel in Ideal City. He knew this well.

On the way to the hotel, Alyssa looked around curiously, and a sentence suddenly popped out of her mouth.

"Why do they all look so happy?"

Malvin said with a smile.

"Because there's a celebration coming soon."

"What about us?" Alyssa tilted her head and looked at her father, "Why don't we also have a celebration? There will be a lot of interesting things."

"Us?" Malvern was stunned for a moment, then regained the smile on his face, looked at his daughter and said gently, "We don't need that kind of thing, there will be a lot of interesting things, remember the store I took you to. ?"

"Is it from the inner city?"

"That's right, all the good stuff in the entire settlement is there. We can even buy bionic prosthetics imported from Ideal City. There's no need to go to the market to fight with those people."

Noticing the slight regret on his daughter's expression, Malvin touched her head lovingly.

"My child, how can you envy those people... It's just a hairpin. If you like it, I can ask someone to make it for you, and it will be a unique style. You should know that your life is better than They are much better."

Alyssa said gloomily.

"But in Boulder, people always lower their heads when they look at us."

Malvern sighed and said patiently.

"That's because they respect us."

Alyssa looked at her father puzzled.

"But... you can't see their eyes, how do you know whether they see respect or hatred?"

Hatred?

Malvern frowned.

"Who taught you these things?"

He was really angry this time.

He has been very careful to maintain the beautiful fairy-tale world in his daughter's heart. He does not expect that he can live in that beautiful world, but he at least hopes that his beloved little daughter will be able to stay away from the things he usually comes into contact with for the rest of his life. thing.

But no matter what, something nasty always got into his house and blew open the curtains he hung up again and again.

Hatred?

How could that word appear in his daughter's dictionary!

Seeing her father's displeased expression, Alyssa closed her mouth, a look of fear appeared on her face, and she didn't dare to say anything or answer.

Realizing that his expression frightened his daughter, Malvin quickly put on a warm smile and stroked her beautiful hair lovingly.

"My precious daughter... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to emphasize my tone. Please forgive me for occasionally bringing negative emotions from work home. Please also trust me. Dad will never harm you."

After a pause, he said patiently.

"Your shoes, skirts, and beautiful dolls were not conjured out of thin air. The world has been destroyed for a long time. Those humble guys worked hard and dedicated all the good things to you, not because they love you as much as dad. It's because of the joint efforts of your father, Uncle Dulong and the shareholders who support us. You don't need to sympathize with those losers who have a gloomy life. If you really understand them, you will know them. People don’t deserve sympathy at all... Starting from tomorrow, you should stop reading "Survivor Daily."

Maybe I should say hello to Du Long when I get back.

He supports newspapers, radio and other entertainment. For example, Mr. House's channel is very good. In addition to making fun of the ugly wastelanders to relieve boredom, he also teaches the surrounding survivor settlements to grow some cash crops... But the premise is that these things must be for entertainment and recreation.

But looking at it now, "Daily Survivor" is obviously not this kind of thing.

Although the sub-issues of Playboy were filled with side-effects that teased people's imagination, those harmless jokes always made him feel that he was the one who was offended after laughing. Are the nobles in the inner city that anxious? What kind of beauty have they not seen before? How could you lose your temper because you can't tear off stockings made of devil's silk?

What's even more disgusting is the "Worker's Daily". Why are those serialized novels all based on the rise of the grassroots? Don't those guys whose brains are ruined by beer know that this is completely illogical? No matter how awesome the mercenary is, he is still a loser even if he breaks the sky. So what if the Awakened One can have a fist-bump with a powered armor?

Thinking that all the workers had a newspaper of the same style, a faint chill suddenly came over Malvern's heart.

Maybe his daughter was right.

How does he know whether the hidden eyes of those people contain love or hate? People are much more complicated than mutants.

But this matter can be slowed down for a while.

The most urgent thing he needs to solve is the circulation problem of chips.

They have made too much "local currency".

This won't work!

The essence of trade is mutual benefit, but now it seems that only the Alliance is drinking beer, and they are full of foam.

There must be a stable channel to exchange excess chips into silver coins, or better yet, skip the junk silver coins and exchange them directly for Cr!

If this problem can be solved, the nobles in the entire inner city will thank him, even if they are not his core customers!

No matter what life in the inner city is like, it can never be more comfortable than in the ideal city.

If they can exchange a large amount of chips into Cr, they can take the Cr they exchanged with the chips and go to the ideal city to live a magical life that they could not even imagine before. The factories in Boulder City are running nonstop, and the excess chips are pouring into a never-drying pool.

Thank God, the alliance has done what he most wanted to do in his life but never had the chance to do - solve the Cr exchange problem.

It's not a consignment-style exchange like the exchange.

The soup and water spilled by the merchants when they shook the bottles and jars were not enough for them to share, so he had to carefully control the money even to raise money for his son's tuition.

But companies have been too generous to alliances.

I heard that profiteers on the east coast gave the alliance a preferential exchange rate of 1:3 in order to support the alliance! 3 silver coins can be exchanged for 1 Cr!

It is unclear what the upper limit of exchange is, but even if it is only 100 million, it is enough for the nobles in the inner city to dance with joy.

Boulder City is also a victorious country. He has to help the residents of Boulder City and get a share of this real honey pot!

The alliance will become a bridge!

At this moment, he met an unexpected person at the entrance of Embassy Street.

With that iconic blue power armor, he could guess who it was without asking!

Signaling the bodyguards behind him to stay where they were, Malvern immediately walked forward with his daughter and greeted him cheerfully.

"Dear Mr. Manager, it's a pleasure to meet you here!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Chu Guang turned around and saw a grand man holding a little girl and saying hello to him.

"Who are you?"

"I am Malvin, the president of Boulder City Bank! I have admired your name for a long time!" After gracefully performing aristocratic etiquette, Malvin looked at Chu Guang with a smile on his face, and introduced his little daughter beside him, " This is my daughter, Alyssa...Alyssa, say hello to this gentleman."

"Hello, dear Mr. Manager," Alyssa imitated her father's movements and performed an elegant courtesy. She looked at Chu Guang and blinked, "You look much younger than the legend says. I I thought you and my father were the same generation."

Chu Guang laughed when he heard this, looked at the little girl, and said in a joking tone.

"It seems that I am not mature enough. I have to learn from your father."

"You are joking!" Malvern said respectfully, taking over the conversation from his daughter with ease, "Among all the leaders of the settlements I have met, you are the one who impressed me the most. Please forgive me, little girl. rude."

"How could it be rude? Youth is like the morning sunshine and the hope that shines on the door of the shelter. This should be the best compliment," Chu Guang said with a gentle smile as he looked at the blushing little girl. "I have a hunch that you have a pair of smart eyes and you will become a very outstanding person."

Alyssa's eyes lit up and she said flattered.

"Really?"

"Of course," Chu Guang nodded, glanced at her hairpin, and said with a smile, "Your hairpin is very beautiful."

"I hope my daughter can live her life in peace," Malvern smiled, looked at Chu Guang and continued, "I am here to send you congratulations from all the shareholders of Boulder City Bank. Congratulations. You defeated that barbaric army and ushered in the light of order for the River Valley Province! Our future is brighter than ever!"

Chu Guang also smiled and said politely.

"Thank you. On behalf of the residents of the Alliance, I thank you for your blessings and welcome you to Dawn City as guests. There are fine wines and delicious food to welcome friends. Everyone who comes is a guest and a friend!"

It was also the first time for Chu Guang to see this Ma Wen. Luka had been communicating with him before, and he did not participate.

In fact, this encounter itself was a coincidence. He had just gone to Embassy Street just to visit and comfort Yi Chuan who was still missing his brother. He also discussed the recent infrastructure project with Li Changkong, the representative of the Ideal Group.

He now holds a subsidy of 1 billion Cr, and the five major groups are all interested in the money allocated to him by the council.

While Chu Guang was curiously looking at the richest man in Boulder City, Malwen was also carefully observing the man in front of him.

Young, tall, and energetic, this guy had everything he envied...especially those piercing eyes.

He didn't know what that man was thinking, but when he looked at that man, he couldn't help but want to look away.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think that it would be better if his eldest daughter and second daughter were not married.

Hedging your bets is a good option.

Based on the "appreciation" of the nobles in the inner city for this powerful politician who can help them make a fortune, even if they behave a little swaying, they will feel that they are compromising for the benefit of everyone. After all, they are marrying their noble blood to the barbarians. In this land, it takes a little courage.

"Then...I will take my daughter to the hotel to stay in a while. I would like to talk to you alone later. Is it convenient for you?" Malvern knew that his time was precious and was embarrassed to waste it. Too long.

According to the procedure, he had to talk to Luca first, and then make an appointment with the adult for negotiation. This is procedure and etiquette.

Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"Of course, but it may be difficult before the celebration... Can we wait until after the celebration?"

He couldn't wait to put the bonds into the pocket of the potbellied man in front of him, but before that, he had to make some necessary preparations.

Preparations that can help him sell the bonds at a better price.

After all, talking about this now will make him misunderstand that he is urgently short of money... This must not be shown.

Malvin was slightly stunned.

Chu Guang's reaction was indeed beyond his expectation.

He originally thought that Chu Guang would make an appointment immediately, but unexpectedly, he was not in a hurry at all, as if he was already aware of the principal and interest of tens of millions of chips to be paid.

That's 10 million chips.

Evenly distributed to each alliance resident is at least 50 pieces.

Is this guy planning to default on his debt?

There was a murmur in Malvern's heart. Although he instinctively felt that this was impossible, and it was impossible for an ambitious guy to do such a short-sighted thing, he couldn't help but wonder where this guy planned to get the money.

The chips are not printed randomly.

That thing was made in a pre-war casino after all.

"Okay, then it's up to you!" Malvern patted his daughter's back gently and said with a smile, "I just happened to be taking little Alyssa around for a walk... I've been in meetings these days. It’s been too long since I’ve spent time with my baby girl.”

Looking at the father and daughter, Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"Well, I hope you have a good time at the celebration."

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(Thanks to the leader of "Xueliu" for the reward!!!)