Chapter 717 Completely Transformed Into an Alliance (1/2)

"Time flies so fast..."

There are awnings on the beach in front of Yiren's Tavern.

Looking at the sea breeze blowing in front of her and the slightly sloping sunset, Irena moved a small bench to sit on the edge of the beach and rubbed a handful of the roasted oily lizard thighs, with comfort and satisfaction written on her face.

Elf King Fugui was sipping beer not far away, competing with his brothers from the Jungle Corps to see who could drink better... This agility rookie had never won.

Boss Yiren, who was standing behind the bar, finally faced his special hobby honestly and put on maid uniforms designed by Tengteng House with a group of beautiful Yue Clan girls.

What's surprising is that everyone who was making fun of him thought it would be very eye-catching, but they didn't expect that this guy was surprisingly good at dressing up in women's clothing.

Especially last time, there was a sailor who didn't understand the situation. He actually mistook the owner of this shop for his wife, and together with a few vicious accomplices, he staged an old-fashioned drama of a hero saving a beauty. The joke he made made everyone drinking here. Players laughed all the way from the game to the forum...

The war two thousand kilometers away and the war close at hand were as if they did not exist. There was only a faint smell of the sea in the quiet evening breeze.

Lao Na threw the remaining lizard bones to the wild cat that wandered here following the ship at the door of the tavern, stretched out and stood up from the bench.

The elf king Fugui, who was drunk before nightfall, burped in wine and called to him while holding the table with both hands.

"Going back so early?"

"It's getting late, it's almost o'clock."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, someone who stood up leaned to the side, and he just reached out and held him up with an arm.

Looking at the laughing strength beasts, Irena skillfully raised her right hand and made a fist, and said with a smile.

"I'll drag this guy to the save point, and you continue."

The model worker chuckled.

"Thank you for your hard work, old man."

A black line appeared unconsciously on the top of her head, Irena said with a smile.

"MMP, how many times have I told you, can you change your nickname?"

Not many people responded.

Upon hearing this, there was a burst of cheers.

"Okay, old man!"

"I'm going to walk slowly."

"Say hello to Master Tai for me!"

"%￥#x-on:!"

Rolling her eyes at these idiots, Lao Na cursed and carried Lao Wang toward the save point.

This is basically the daily routine these days.

After accepting the mission, I went to clear monsters in the woods. After completing the mission, I went to drink on the beach. I carried this guy back to the save point before it got dark, and then went to the forum to brag about it.

Stable like going to work.

Because his life was so comfortable, if he didn't think about it carefully, he wouldn't even notice that almost two months had passed since the brothers of the Burning Legion set off for the Borneo Province.

In the past two months, although his daily life has not changed much, the changes in French Fries Port can be described as earth-shaking.

The shacks that were originally crowded to the east of the settlement have turned into rows of well-proportioned wooden houses with small private courtyards.

The wooden shelves hanging at the door of the house are no longer just dried fish, furs or clothes, but also some climbing emerald green vines with colorful fruits and vegetables hanging on them.

The Alliance Biological Research Institute has expanded its local operations to not only collect clues about brood activity in the area, but also to cultivate high-yielding crop seeds suitable for the area's environment.

Such as watermelon, grapes, tomatoes, etc.

Many Yue Clan girls have gained an extra income as a result. As long as they take a seed from Chen Yutong and plant it at their doorstep, record the growth regularly and report it to the Institute of Biology, they can receive an extra income from the latter. money.

Of course, we also need to prevent seagulls or other birds from stealing food.

The hard work of these new immigrants puts the strength-based beasts to shame. This is the first time that players have seen people who can roll like them.

Although these NPCs do not have the same physical strength as the players, nor do they have the rich experience and knowledge of the Coral City survivors, they have the talent to do three jobs.

Some young girls with good physical strength work in the fur factory during the day, processing furs, and after work, they go to the bar to serve tea and wash dishes. They also keep experimental crops entrusted by the Institute of Biology at home, and they also pick up some washing machines when they have free time. Clothes, picking up trash, and odd jobs collecting oysters.

Although the league's laws strictly limit the working hours of each employee, it does not limit the maximum number of jobs a person can work.

Sitting back and enjoying life for a while seems to make them feel guilty.

To use the comments of the survivors from Coral City, they wished they could finish the year's work in the first few months, leaving a few months to do next year's work.

However, it is precisely because of this hard work that players who unconsciously imitate managers have more thoughts of "nurturing" than "exploitation". It only took these poor people two months to live a happy life in Borneo. The Yue tribe compatriots in the province can’t even imagine a life.

In addition to the changes in residential areas, there are also changes in other areas.

For example, the sawmills and slaughterhouses for processing game that were originally clustered haphazardly in the settlement were all moved to the beach where the imperial soldiers and aquatic mutants landed.

That's the new area west of French Fries Port.

Since [Qingdeng Ancient Wine] and other professional life players moved their small workshops there, the air in the entire French Fries Port has become much fresher.

There are no more flying sawdust and animal fibers in the residential area, and the greasy smell on the beach has also decreased a lot.

According to the plan of the French Fries Port City Hall, the new area with small factories and workshops will be the "industrial area" of this settlement in the future.

Although French Fries Port is not suitable for the development of heavy industry, it would be too extreme to say that there is no trace of industry here.

Considering the price of raw materials, product added value, transportation loss and facility operation and maintenance costs, some light industrial facilities such as salt refineries, sugar factories, breweries, wood processing plants, and food processing plants are still worth operating here.

If the rough wood can be processed into boards and then shipped to Golden Gallon Port to make furniture, it is much more economical than directly loading the unprocessed rough wood to Golden Gallon Port.

The same is true for fruits, game and fish.

Canned food or other side dishes can not only be sold to Golden Gallon Port, but all merchant ships passing through the Baiyue Strait will be interested.

After the industrial zoning was formed, the French Fries Port City Hall followed the Dawn City Industrial Zone Management Method, and made detailed regulations on the production methods and employment rules of production units, and also made arrangements for taxation.

After having fiscal revenue and clarifying the powers and obligations, the French Fries Port City Hall used taxation as collateral to borrow money from the distant Dawn City Bank to improve the infrastructure of the new city.

For example, two concrete docks extending to the deep water area and a highway from the industrial zone to the core urban area of ​​French Fries Port were built by the Niuma Group using prefabricated steel, concrete panels and cement produced in Golden Gallon Port.

In addition, the Niuma Group's airship also brought prefabricated parts produced in Boulder City from Dawn City, and assembled a small gantry crane and a freight track from the dock to the port warehouse for one of the freight docks in the industrial zone, greatly improving the efficiency of cargo loading and unloading.

Here we have to brag about the technicians brought by the Dolphin and the "crab-style" amphibious engineering armor they improved on the basis of the achievements of Shelter No. 100.

The cattle and horses equipped with this thing are simply like adding wings to a tiger, and the dock is growing forward at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.

Later, the import and export channels of goods in French Fries Port were also moved from the beach in the center of the settlement to the beach in the industrial zone in the west along with the relocated small factories and workshops. In order to facilitate local residents to go to work there, the French Fries Port City Hall specially established a transportation office and opened bus routes and passenger ship routes to the new district.

The distance of five or six kilometers is not too far. There is also a military base in the northwest highlands to monitor the alien species in the forest and the coastline that has been fenced. The north side of the coastal highway has been reclaimed into fenced orchards, farms and plantations. As long as you don’t walk at night, you don’t have to worry too much about safety issues. Therefore, some brave Moon Clan girls choose to ride bicycles to and from get off work.

As for the earliest wooden dock in French Fries Port, it has become a paradise for fishermen and tourists as planned.

In addition to the facilities that have been built, there is also an ocean current power station located on the seabed at the bottom of the strait, and a solid-state hydrogen energy storage facility on the shore is still under construction.

However, these two facilities are not under the responsibility of the Niuma Group, but were bid by a new energy development company located in Dawn City.

Speaking of this company, it has some origins with the Islands Federation in the southern waters.

The name of this company is Guangwei Energy. It was established less than two months ago, and the founder is Huang Guangwei, a survivor from the southern waters and a resident of Shelter 70.

When this person first arrived in Dawn City, he was sent to the police station by the guards because he knocked out the former manager of Shelter No. 70 with a punch, and was fortunate to be on the headlines of the Goblin Observer.

But that was a long time ago.

Now Mr. Huang has completely adapted to the life of the Alliance, and like the former manager of Shelter No. 70 who was punched by him, he chooses to contribute to the Alliance's reconstruction of the wasteland in his own way.

Objectively speaking, the reason why French Fries Port has been able to develop so fast is largely due to the help of these survivors from Shelter No. 70 and Coral City.

For some players who can only rely on strength and experience before the 21st century to overcome difficulties, they have provided more constructive solutions.

And some life professional players working in related fields have also learned a lot of things they have never seen from these solutions.

Whether it is engineering experience or sociology.

In the two months of contact, both sides have benefited a lot.

In addition to the improvement of industry and infrastructure, the area where players live has also undergone significant changes.

The most typical one is probably the "Coastal Commercial Street" near the old pier.

Originally, there was only one place to drink here, Yiren Tavern, but now there are many bars, hotels and various restaurants here.

Some of them are opened by life professional players, some are merchants from Dawn City and Silver Moon Bay who are optimistic about the future of French Fries Port, and some are even bosses who come from the ring island of the Federation to invest.

Every dusk, this place is full of lights and wine.

Not only players who have returned from missions will drink and brag here, but also the federal fishermen fishing nearby and the captains and sailors who happen to pass by this sea area can't help but be attracted by the thirsty thighs. Quench your thirst with a couple of cold beers on this street.

Of course, it’s not like no one has ever had crooked thoughts, such as thoughts about things other than food and beer.

But seeing the Confederate flag flying on the French Friesport City Hall, most of the wastelanders still kept their senses.

Needless to say, some merchants and sailors from Silver Moon Bay have seen the ruthlessness of the Alliance, especially recently when an unruly big man was slapped on the head and beaten.

Some wastelanders who came from far away were forced by the threat of force. After seeing the countless awakened people, they were forced to suppress their evil thoughts.

The lobby of a hotel not far from Yiren Tavern.

Seeing the short skirt passing by the table, a drunken sailor couldn't help sniffing hard and looked drunkenly at his companion sitting across the table.

"Are all the girls here from Borneo?"

"Yes, I heard that they seem to be the Yue tribe... from the land across the Baiyue Strait."

His companion was obviously also an LSP, and the kind who had been at sea for many months.

From the moment he stepped through the door of the hotel, this guy never took his eyes off the girls carrying the trays.

The jet black hip-hugging skirt vividly outlines that graceful figure, and a pair of black silk stockings is the finishing touch. It not only covers the flaws in the legs, but also makes the pair of well-proportioned long legs appear more slender.

There is one thing to say, those blue gophers really have nothing to say in terms of aesthetics. No wonder even the misers of Ideal City and the nerds of the academy can't put it down for the design of Dawn City.

Even those wastelanders who have no interest in the Era of Prosperity occasionally miss that long gone era in their dreams.

"They are actually from Borneo...I thought they were from Silver Moon Bay."

"It's normal. Whether it's Luoxia Province or Borneo Province, they are all the people who escaped from the desert two hundred years ago."

"This... this is the first time I've heard of it." The sailor mumbled and reached out to touch the bare back of his head.

He had been to Borneo, including the most famous Golden Gallon Port, but the girls here gave him completely different feelings from the girls there.

Whether it's complexion or mental outlook.

The companion sitting opposite him burped and said drunkenly.

"Hiccup... This is actually the first time I've heard of it, but the residents of the shelter have said that, so that's probably how it is."

"After all, no one knows better than them about what happened two hundred years ago."

The night is getting late.

A group of sailors carried unfinished bottles of wine and walked towards the dock in low spirits. The noisy sound could be heard even on the deck several hundred meters away.

Although they can spend the night on the second floor of the hotel like their boss, their boss won't pay their room bill.

In order to save the money and drink a few more bottles at the next port, they would rather go back to the ship and spend the night with moldy pillows.

But just as everyone was walking towards the pier, a group of conspicuous figures walked against the crowd and walked from the pier to the shore.

"Oh! French Fries Port has changed so much!"

"Yes, it's completely different from the last time we stopped here..."

One person and one bear were stacked on top of each other, stretching their necks and looking in the direction of the settlement. Two pairs of eyes, one small and one large, were shining with excitement.

The surrounding sailors didn't react much to the combination of a man and a bear, and they didn't find it strange that the bear could talk.

After all, the managers of this group of guys can even tame the death claws that stand at the top of the food chain. It doesn't seem surprising that his residents can tame a polar bear.

The group of people walked to the shore and searched for a while before finding Yiren's Tavern hidden in the middle of a row of bars.

Saying hello to the young lady who was cleaning up the mess at the door, he turned around and jumped off Rourou's shoulder, running to the bar.

Looking at the familiar group of people, Yiren had a surprised expression on her face.

"Awei? Rourou?"

"Oh...oh! Good evening!" Rourou smiled innocently and waved her paw, not embarrassed to say that she saw the forum post and made a special trip to see Boss Yi's women's clothing.

Ah Wei, who was following her, was much bolder. She leaned over and stared at her for a long time, until the latter blushed in embarrassment, then touched her chin with satisfaction and said.

"Not bad...it's perfect enough that I can pay extra."

The sesame paste with the cat ears swaying on his head also smiled and encouraged.

"It suits you very well."

"Ahaha...haha..."

Yiren laughed a little nervously, her index finger twirling the fake hair hanging on her temples.

Although I tried things that I wouldn't dare to try in reality under the instigation of a bunch of idiots, I am still not used to receiving praise from others.

"Congratulations," Sisi, who followed two people and one bear into the tavern, reached out and patted this dear man on the shoulder, "It's a good thing to be faithful to your own hobbies. It's not a big deal. Don't worry about others. vision.”

After a pause, the corner of her mouth involuntarily turned up into a mischievous smile, and she continued, "By the way, do you need-"

Before the guy could finish speaking, Yiren said in a cold sweat.

"No, that's not necessary."

At this time, the Yue Clan girls who were busy in the back kitchen of the tavern also noticed Tai Wei and his group, and they all put down their work and gathered around.

Although they have been away from their hometown for some time, many of them still miss their compatriots there, especially some whose relatives are still there.

Pairs of expectant eyes surrounded the group of people, as well as the maid uniforms that they had not had time to change out of.

"Um...what's going on in Golden Gallon Port now?"

"I heard that you also knocked down Camp Rowell? Is it true?!"

"Is there any news about the people who escaped from the port with us?"

"My husband...is he still alive?"

Before he could even exclaim, "Is this the Kingdom of Heaven?", Ah Wei was instantly confused by the barrage of questions.

"giao...there are too many questions for me to answer."

Seeing her troubled expression, everyone around finally calmed down, but the expectation and anxiety in her eyes remained unchanged.

After glancing at Sisi next to him, Taili put his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and spoke in a reliable accent.

"Ahem! First of all, the slaves in Camp Lowell have been liberated, not just in Camp Lowell, but all the slaves in the entire Golden Gallon Port have been liberated!"

Hearing this, almost everyone had expressions of surprise on their faces, and the two girls, who seemed to be sisters, even hugged each other with tears of joy.

Apparently, there should be their relatives in that camp.

After all, the people detained there are mainly Yue people.

Tails paused and continued.

"...Currently, the empire's troops have retreated beyond the ceasefire limits. The Burning Corps is helping local survivors form new authorities and rebuild a more equal and harmonious new order. Local survivors are also very cooperative, and the settlements are full of people. It’s all a busy construction site.”

"In short, the changes there are quite big. Rourou and Sesame Paste were shocked when they first saw it. They thought Si had seen the wrong map! According to my observation, the future development there may not be as good as that of the French Fries Port. Oh no, I’ll take a look for you first, and when the situation stabilizes, you can go back and take a look yourself.”

Hearing that their hometown is getting better little by little, everyone's eyes are filled with hope.

But when they heard the last sentence, many people still had a look of hesitation on their faces.

Perhaps the experience during that period left too deep a trauma in their hearts, or perhaps it was because they were outsiders who were sensitive to their identity.

Even though they have worked very hard and tried to repay the people here, the kindness and kindness that only appear in fairy tales still make many people feel like it is like a dying dream. Maybe after waking up, they were still on that narrow and damp ship, and the wasteland was still the same wasteland... Even the ship that took them away from Borneo was a dream given by the gods.

They are worried that they will not be able to come back after they go back, and they are even more worried that the people who pulled them out of hell will send them back there again...

He keenly sensed something from the pair of eyes filled with inferiority and reluctance, and Taili added another sentence behind her in a low voice.

"... Of course, of course, I never said that you should not come back or anything. This is your new home, and no one will drive you away."

A Yue Clan girl suddenly stepped forward and hugged her, closed her eyes, and spoke sincerely and sincerely in her ear.

"Thanks."

"No, you're welcome, although it's a bit strange to say this at this time... Actually, there is no need to thank me specifically. If you must thank others, just thank others. I am just joining in the fun." Taitail's face turned red involuntarily, with a rare embarrassment. Scratched the back of his head.

The girl let go of her shoulders, took a step back lightly, shook her head slightly, and showed a soft smile on her face.

"…Thank you for caring about our feelings."

As she spoke, she paused and looked out the window at the moonlight hanging in the night sky, as if she were looking at her hometown reflected on a silver plate.

"The people there are finally living a normal life... Knowing that they are doing well makes me very satisfied."

At this moment, the pleasant sound of wind chimes came from the door, interrupting the homesickness lingering in the tavern.

A burly man wearing an exoskeleton walked in, and the prosthetic body scraped against the door frame, making a clanking sound.

Seeing the person at the door, Taitail happily greeted him.

"Oh! Brother Chicken! What a coincidence, haven't you guys gone offline yet?"

Midnight Killer said with a simple smile.

"It just went online. I heard that you have already arrived, and since I didn't see anyone on the forum, I guessed that you are still online, and you are indeed here."

Looking away from the guy who suddenly hugged Awei just now, Sisi looked at the chicken-killing guy curiously and asked.

"What's matter?"

Midnight Killer said shyly.

"I just want to rent your boat. We plan to go to the port of the roundabout tomorrow. I don't know if it's convenient for you."

As soon as he heard that he was going to the roundabout, Taili immediately guessed what it was about and said excitedly.

"Oh! No problem! By the way, is the water going to be turned on?"

Midnight Killer smiled and nodded.

"Well! It's finally done!"

The two-month construction period has ended. Just yesterday they tested the operation of the pressure valve and various components and confirmed that there was no serious problem.

After the undersea freshwater pipeline is officially opened to water, the Alliance's influence on the round island will completely leave the Torch Church far behind.

Facts have proved that when it comes to uniting "normal people", it is far easier for the builders of order than the destroyers of order.

Sooner or later, the survivor settlements in the southern seas will take the shape of the alliance.

After a pause, he continued.

"And it's not just fresh water. After seeing our construction speed, they also plan to invest in a new ocean current power station and a submarine transmission cable here. They will provide the necessary technical support. Brother Fang said, just take this opportunity Let’s just make a friendly statement and let’s go back to the island with our equipment, and the other side agreed.”

Sisi said thoughtfully.

"It seems that burning coal all the time is still a bit difficult for them."

"After all, except for those lunatics like Torch, who would refuse a better life? Moreover...recently, the islands have criticized the federal authorities' decision on whether to end the wartime status. They may also want to take this opportunity to find an ally. "Okay." Midnight Shaji said with a smile, "We originally planned to go by airship, but after thinking about it, it would be more friendly to take a boat."

Putting down his arms across his chest, Sisi smiled and nodded.

"No problem, leave it to us."