This Game Is Too Realistic

"……incredible."

"Is this the same place we were last time?"

Following the guard's footsteps, from the moment he stepped into the south gate of the Wetland Park, the surprised expression never left Liszt's face.

A straight concrete road lay at their feet, extending from the south gate of the park to the fortress in the forest.

The road looked like it had been built recently.

But that in itself is nothing surprising.

They just leveled the land slightly and put a layer of cement on it. This kind of thing can be done by any settlement of survivors of a small size, if they want to.

However, for a survivor settlement with a population of less than a hundred, this is really surprising.

Liszt suddenly spoke.

"When was the last time we came here?"

The guard following Liszt was slightly stunned and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"...It seems to be October."

Last year's winter came very early, and the temperature has been cooling since October. By November, the road from Boulder City to the northern suburbs was completely impassable.

Thinking of this, Liszt fell into deep thought.

It took these blue coats less than three months to cut down more than one-third of the trees in the entire Linghu Wetland Park.

What on earth are they planning to do?

Just when Liszt was confused, the scene ahead suddenly became clear.

At the end of this cement road, there are rows of houses with brick and wood structures. At a rough count, there are more than a hundred houses.

And this is just the south entrance.

Looking to the east, two villages are located there. The situation in the north was even more spectacular. It was probably a market, with rows of lively stalls located there. The streets were bustling with people, and there were more than one or two hundred people there alone.

This is a settlement of hundreds of survivors.

At least five hundred... no, maybe there were thousands of people.

The look of surprise on Liszt's face became even stronger.

For a moment, he even had doubts, had he really been to this place?

Walking in the caravan, the guard carrying two rifles on his back whispered to the man with a shaved head beside him.

"I remember the last time we came here, it seemed like there was still a piece of bare wood?"

"It's only been one winter. How many houses have they built?"

"Since when have there been so many people here?"

"And it's not just the house... they have also renovated the concrete walls. Now there are probably a lot of people standing on the shooting platform."

The original wall made of construction waste has been replaced by a solid concrete wall, and the flat wall has even been painted with a layer of white plaster.

In addition, the blue coats also widened the original narrow door.

The narrow road that could only accommodate two bullock carts traveling side by side is now a four-lane road that can accommodate four vehicles traveling side by side.

Guards wearing uniform black coats and carrying rifles stood at the door meticulously on duty. In front of the door were residents wearing different clothes. Some were wearing fur clothes, some were wearing blue coats, and some were wearing more avant-garde clothes. They couldn't think of anything to say other than that they looked good.

It seems that these shelter residents have adapted to life on the surface and have taken in many wastelanders in their settlements.

This place was probably not developed, at least they didn't see street lights on the streets, but compared to those settlements that were darkened at night, they had their own public lighting system - half relying on torches and half using coal lamps.

No one had a smile on their face, and it was hard to imagine that they had just experienced a harsh winter. The ample supply of supplies makes most people full of hope for their future lives, and everything here is so orderly.

Liszt suddenly thought of the shed area at the entrance of Boulder City.

They are both houses built next to the wall, but they are completely different.

"It's hard to imagine they did this in just one winter."

Liszt's Adam's apple moved, and he continued in a surprised tone.

"Pang Long, do you remember? The shelter we went to before. Because they ran out of supplies, they had to leave the shelter and build homes on the surface. Although there are five or six hundred people, it seems that when we pass there every year They’re all the same.”

Following Liszt, the man whose right arm and right eye were replaced by mechanical prosthetics took a closer look at the surroundings and said in a stiff tone.

"Of course I remember, sir. But I think being able to remain unchanged in this world is also a special ability."

He was Liszt's old partner. He traveled with him to many places and saw more survivor settlements than he could count with two hands.

However, there are only a handful of old customers who can continue to do business with them and see them every year.

Many people may still be there when they go there in the fall, but by the time they go back in the spring, they no longer know where they have gone.

Just like the old mayor of Bate Street.

Before winter was over, he was kicked out of his warm home and rolled to Boulder City in despair.

This can be considered relatively lucky.

The unlucky ones either end up in the stomachs of mutants, or are thrown into the pan by predators, or even worse, are eaten alive by alien species. Such things happen every year, and they are not even news.

Being able to remain unchanged is indeed an amazing skill in the wasteland.

"That's true." Liszt smiled and said, "But as a partner, I still prefer to do business with ambitious people."

How can he make a fortune if he doesn't become bigger and stronger?

Liszt still remembered that the last time he did business with people here, the man used 20 kilograms of blue mushrooms and 12 deer skins in exchange for a 10kw wood generator and a kv- 1 The exoskeleton also has four bolt-action iron tube rifles and 120 rounds of ammunition.

That was the last business he made after winter.

Although the man's glib tongue made him lose a lot of chips, the profit from that transaction was still a considerable amount.

Later, Liszt used the money he earned to buy twelve slaves from the merchants of Red River Town who were stranded in Boulder City. Before the heavy snow closed the road, he sent them to the business he and a business partner ran in the south. Camu tree plantation.

Thinking of this, Liszt couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

This time he brought a lot of good things.

I wonder how much he can earn from this trip!

The caravan stopped at the south gate.

Some players who handed in tasks near the south entrance quickly noticed them and cast curious glances here.

"Who are those people?"

"Caravan?"

"Holy shit, I know these people!"

"I'm so excited, Boss Xia's store is finally replenished!"

While the players were looking at these people, the guards in the caravan were also nervously observing these blue coats.

"Fuck...there are actually two awakened ones here?"

"you sure?!"

"You can't be wrong! My special function is to sense the aura of the awakened person...The aura of the strong man must be unmistakable!"

Pang Long, who was following Liszt, also frowned slightly.

Noticing the change in his capable man's face, Liszt glanced at him and asked.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid these people are much stronger than you expected," Pang Long said softly, "Those wearing shelter uniforms... I saw at least four awakened people inside, and at least fifteen people appeared awakened. A sign. Their strength may not be as good as mine, but their overall combat effectiveness is stronger than ours."

Liszt looked at Pang Long in surprise. Although this sounded outrageous, he believed in the judgment of his subordinates.

"We have to try to avoid conflicts with them... Keep a close eye on our people for a while and don't let them wander around."

Pang Long nodded.

"OK."

Liszt asked Pang Long and his men to wait at the door, while he followed the guard in the exoskeleton into the door.

It is impossible for any survivor colony to allow a group of outsiders with guns to walk into their homes.

Even if they are familiar with each other.

However, Lister still has a certain degree of confidence in his ability to see people, especially clients he has worked with once.

He can tell at a glance which people can only make one transaction and which ones can make transactions all the time. It is this vicious vision that allows him to survive until now.

Liu Ding, who was leading the way, didn't have much communication with him along the way and acted like a tool man.

He arrived at the reception room with this guest from Boulder City.

Following the instructions of the manager, Liu Ding poured him a cup of tea and continued.

"The manager is still on his way back. It will probably take him half an hour to arrive. I might have to ask you to wait for a while."

Completely different from the impatient look he showed when he came here last time, Liszt said politely with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I have a lot of time. We didn't make an appointment in advance, so we took the liberty of disturbing you and causing trouble for you!"

Keeping the manager's instructions in mind, Liu Ding said politely.

"Why is this troublesome? The manager specifically told me that you are his distinguished guest and asked me to entertain you well."

"If you need anything, please tell me and I will help you solve it as conditions permit."

Liszt declined politely.

"No, no, you're too polite!"

The two were polite to each other for a while.

Liu Ding was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, and he still had matters with the guard to deal with, so he didn't stay here longer. After instructing the waiter to greet the guest who had come from afar, he turned around and left in a hurry.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Thirty minutes passed quickly.

Just when Liszt took out his pocket watch to check the time for the sixth time, he finally heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

The footsteps came very promptly, even within a second.

So much so that Liszt couldn't help but complain in his heart, that man really stepped on it!

The parlor door opens.

I saw a man wearing dark blue power armor striding in from the outside.

Seeing Liszt sitting in the reception room, Chu Guang had a spring-like smile on his face and spoke to him in a friendly manner.

"Long time no see! Mr. Lister."

"Yes, I haven't seen you all winter. I'm glad to see you again! I hope my presumptuous visit doesn't disturb you."

As Liszt stood up from his chair, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the power armor on Chu Guang's body.

The dark blue paint and streamlined shell give people a strong sense of security just by looking at it.

Liszt couldn't help but feel a trace of envy that he couldn't hide in his eyes.

Powered armor!

And it’s still the pre-war style!

This thing is a good thing, it can ensure the safety of the wearer even in the most extreme conditions.

He had always wanted to get one before, but unfortunately, this thing, from the cold fusion battery for energy supply to the composite armor that covers the whole body, is the culmination of pre-war technology. The conditions for production are not met.

Even in Ideal City, you can't buy this thing.

There is a small amount of power armor in the Boulder City militia, but these are strategic reserves, and even if they are broken, they cannot flow into the market. Some larger mercenary groups or military contractors may have one or two sets, but they are basically used as treasures.

Seeing the flash of envy in Liszt's eyes, Chu Guang smiled in his heart, but showed no expression on his face.

After being an NPC for so long and having experience in sales during his lifetime, he still has the ability to control his expressions.

"Why bother? When I saw you appearing here, I knew that the northern suburbs of Qingquan City were about to become lively."

Hearing Chu Guang's joke, Liszt smiled and said.

"I'm not boasting, we are definitely the first group of caravans to set out in the entire Boulder City! At least we are definitely the first group to go north! While those colleagues are still planning where to make a fortune, we have already found out the road conditions , packed the goods and hung them on the back of the two-headed ox."

Chu Guang asked with interest.

"Oh? What good things did you bring this time?"

Just waiting for this sentence!

Liszt felt happy and calmly took out a tablet and handed it to Chu Guang with both hands.

"As before, here is the list of goods!"

"We brought the first five pages with us. Although we didn't take the marked ones on the back with us, as long as you are interested, we can find a way to help you get them!"

Chu Guang took the tablet, swiped his index finger across the screen, and flipped through it briefly.

Different from the cargo list he saw last time, which was mainly daily necessities, this time Lister's caravan brought weapons and KV-1 exoskeletons.

To be honest, except for those exoskeletons and solid-state hydrogen batteries that can be used as power sources for exoskeletons and drones, Chu Guang is not very interested in the weapons on the list.

The new industrial zone has long been able to produce things like assault rifles, grenades, and rocket launchers independently.

Besides, this guy is also dishonest. What he sold to him was cheap goods assembled from receivers and barrels discarded by the Boulder City Military Factory.

Nowadays, even newcomers rarely use the "authentic" wasteland specialties.

Looking at the eager Liszt, Chu Guang's heart moved slightly and he asked casually in a casual tone.

"Why are there only weapons on the list? Don't you have anything else?"

Liszt was stunned for a moment.

Chu Guang's reaction was beyond his expectation.

Originally, he expected that these blue coats would be very interested in his weapons.

After all, the last time he came here, he used four cheap items to exchange for 12 high-quality deerskins.

However, no matter how he interpreted the expression on Chu Guang's face, it was difficult to connect it with the word "interested".

"We carry weapons, of course, because weapons are easy to sell. The situation in the River Valley Province is currently turbulent. The members of the Bone Chewing Tribe are looting everywhere. You can smell gunpowder wherever you go. What else is more sought-after than weapons? ?"

Seeing that Chu Guang was still not interested, Liszt tried his best to sell.

"I sincerely recommend to you the Xiongfeng X-2 assault rifle on the list! This is the crystallization of the small arms technology of the Boulder City Military Factory! If I hadn't accumulated a whole winter of inventory, even I wouldn't have been able to get so many goods."

"Since you are my old customer, I can sell it to you at a discount! One stick only costs 300 chips. With it, you will have the most powerful firepower in the entire northern suburbs! If you really don't know what to choose, You’re right to buy this!”

Hearing what Liszt said, Chu Guang almost laughed out loud.

If he hadn't seen the company's "Black Swan" G9 assault rifle, he would have almost believed this guy's lies.

It’s also the crystallization of technology.

Isn't this thing just copied from the company's standard weapon?

Although his ld series of weapons are also borrowed from the AK gun family, they are borrowed from another world. If you round up, they can barely be regarded as independent research and development.

"Your sense of business opportunities seems to be a little dull," Chu Guang looked at Liszt and smiled, and said in a relaxed tone, "Honestly, if it was before winter, I might bite the bullet and buy two, but now We don’t have any use for this anymore.”

"Can't use it?! How come it can't be used?"

Liszt looked at Chu Guang in surprise and continued speaking quickly.

"Even if there are no people from the Blood Hand Clan, the entire northern suburbs are definitely not safe! My friend, you may not know that a group of predators who call themselves bone chewers are advancing towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. Those people and the Blood Hand Clan But it’s different. Not only did they inherit the legion’s equipment, but they also have a large number of people. Do you think you can drive them away with just a few iron tube rifles?”

Seeing Liszt eager to sell to him, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little funny.

It appears that Boulder has no idea what is going on in the northern suburbs.

Of course, it's also possible that Liszt just doesn't know.

During this time, Xiao Qi has been monitoring the "Voice of Boulder City" radio station, searching for useful information from the host's nonsense.

From all indications, they seemed to be unaware that the Thousand-Man Team led by Black Snake had been defeated by them.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang looked at Liszt and continued.

"Come with me."

"Once you see our stuff, you'll know why I'm not interested in anything on your list."

…

The west entrance of the outpost.

With a feeling of doubt, Liszt followed Chu Guangdi's footsteps and came here.

Calling the guard on the side, Chu Guang took an LD-47 assault rifle from him and handed it to Liszt who was standing by.

"LD-47, sickle assault rifle, 7-caliber. We used this thing to deal with predators, mutants, and even those eaters, crawlers and even tyrants covered in slime mold."

After taking the rifle from Chu Guang, Liszt held it in his hand and examined it for a while, then looked at Chu Guang in surprise.

"Is this the gun you made yourself?"

Chu Guang nodded.

"Yes."

Liszt thought for a while and gave his evaluation.

"The structure looks quite simple, there are very few visible parts, and the gun stock is actually made of wood."

Chu Guang said nonchalantly.

"Simplicity does not prevent it from being useful. Do you want to try it?"

Liszt looked at him and asked.

"May I?"

Without further ado, Chu Guang handed him a stuffed magazine and made a sign of invitation.

"please."

Liszt was not polite, inserted the magazine and turned on the safety, aimed at the target a hundred meters away and pulled the trigger.

The huge recoil force was transmitted to his shoulders, shaking his body.

However, after traveling around the wasteland for so many years, this guy still has some skills.

He quickly adapted to the recoil of this weapon, and then fired a few more shots, accurately hitting the seven or eight rings in the center.

"What a gun!"

Liszt's eyes lit up, and then he glanced at the target again.

It wasn't until he emptied the last bullet in the magazine that Liszt returned the rifle to Chu Guang.

"It's a good gun!"

"The only drawback is that it's a little more difficult to control! But the firepower and power are really strong, and it should be very popular among the mercenaries."

"But you don't have many weapons like this, right?"

not much?

Chu Guang smiled.

"I don't know if it's a lot, but we still have a bunch of rifles like this in our warehouse. Not only that, we also designed special replaceable accessories for it. Replace the barrel and drum, and it becomes a light machine gun. Take off the barrel and it can be used as a submachine gun."

"Although this thing is not a very technical thing, it is absolutely reliable. We have tried burying it in the snow, throwing it into a mud puddle, soaking it in water, and taking it out can still launch normally without affecting it at all. The power of."

Are there still a bunch of them in the warehouse? !

Liszt swallowed and couldn't help but say.

"Full of warehouses? Have you been building guns all winter?"

Chu Guang said with a faint smile.

"You haven't been here for a long time. It's normal to feel unfamiliar with the situation here."

More than just a stranger.

Liszt simply felt that he was in the wrong place!

Looking at Liszt who was so surprised that he was speechless, Chu Guang paused for a moment and continued in a casual tone.

"The changes in the northern suburbs are not limited to this small area under your feet. Walking five kilometers north from here is our new industrial zone. The industrial products produced there are enough to supply the consumption of the entire northern suburbs survivor colony. Your hands The rifle on top and the bullets just fired were all produced there."

"In addition to the industrial area, we also have an agricultural area. Walking five kilometers further north from the industrial area is our granary in the northern suburbs! There are tens of thousands of acres of farmland under cultivation there, and it will become the largest grain farm in the entire northern suburbs in the future. The production base will solve the problem of feeding at least 30,000 people.”

"Mr. Lister, times have changed. It is now the year 212 of the Wasteland Era. We should learn to look forward, right?"

Although these words are exaggerated, there is actually nothing wrong with them.

After all, Chu Guang did plan this.

The industrial products produced in the future industrial zone will not only be supplied to the survivor settlements throughout the northern suburbs, but will also be sold to more distant places.

So this is not a painting.

Chu Guang was just explaining his blueprint for the future.

Liszt swallowed, unable to recover from what Chu Guang said for a long time.

industrial area?

Northern suburbs?

Relying on those country bumpkins who can't read a word?

Lister really couldn't imagine how the conditions in the northern suburbs could meet the conditions for industrial development.

Do you rely on those uneducated refugees with varying qualities?

Do they understand what industry is?

Do you know what standardization is?

Or should we rely on those blue coats who yell for half a day to do some work and clamor to restore the two-hour working day?

But one thing Liszt admits is that the blue coat here does look a little special. Except for the blue coats they were wearing, they looked nothing like the residents of the shelter.

The doubtful expression on Liszt's face was completely expected by Chu Guang.

After all, this kind of thing does sound weird.

Such a shrewd businessman cannot be persuaded by just a few words.

"There's still a little time before it gets completely dark. If you're interested, I can take you to observe."

Liszt was stunned for a moment when he heard Chu Guang's invitation.

"Isn't this... not presumptuous?"

"How could it be?" Chu Guang smiled faintly, "It's not something shameful."

Seeing what Chu Guang said, Liszt said immediately without any hesitation.

"Please give me a tour!"

Before coming here, Liszt just wanted to make a fortune from the turbulent situation in the River Valley Province, and make a fortune from the rich men in the northern suburbs by reselling the cheap arms accumulated in his inventory.

So now, he no longer looks down on the petty profit.

A young and potential force is rising from this barbaric soil! And its leader is not only courageous and capable, but also full of ambition.

Lister sensed a huge business opportunity!

His intuition told him that if he could seize this opportunity, no matter whether the guy in front of him succeeded or failed, he would be able to earn a fortune that was once unimaginable!

This is far from comparable to twelve deerskins and a bag of mushrooms!

…

Living up to his expectations, Chu Guang quickly took him to the industrial zone five kilometers away.

Although night has fallen, the place is still brightly lit and production work is still going on.

After getting off the car at the entrance of the industrial area, Liszt was quickly stunned by the situation here.

Everything here was far more shocking than what he saw in Linghu Wetland Park!

Tall chimneys drilled out from the roof of the factory building, and thick smoke kept coming out. The output goods and raw materials were piled up into hills in the warehouse.

From time to time, people push carts to transport goods from one workshop to another, or from one factory to another.

Especially after visiting the ld-47 receiver and bullet production workshop, Lister's face was filled with shock.

The stamping equipment connected to the conveyor belt is like a printer, printing out the parts one after another.

Although similar equipment is not uncommon in the factories in Boulder City, it is unimaginable that they actually developed these in just one winter.

Did these industrial equipment and production methods fall from the sky? !

Liszt suddenly thought of the Pioneer that passed by the northern suburbs of Qingquan City before.

There is only one explanation.

They have corporate sponsorship!

"...This used to be the lair of the Blood Hand Clan, but then we got rid of those nasty guys and sent them to where they should go."

"Then, we renovated the entire factory, smelted the collected garbage into steel, aluminum or other alloys, and used them to make weapons, production machinery, and anything else that could help us rebuild our homes."

"Although the supporting facilities here are not as good as those in Boulder City, we also have things that Boulder City does not have. For example, convenient transportation, cheap labor and raw material costs."

"This place will soon become prosperous, and it will definitely not lose to any survivor settlement in the River Valley Province. Now is the best window for admission. I am telling you for the sake of old friends. At this time Investing in us is definitely a sure-fire deal.”

"If you miss it, you may have to wait for several years."

Looking at that confident expression, although Liszt intuitively told him that this guy was probably deceiving him, he still spoke in a strange way.

“How do I invest?”

I finally waited for this sentence!

A happy smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.

“It’s simple, we offer two win-win solutions.”

"Whether you choose to contribute money or effort, or both, I can guarantee you that this will definitely be a profitable business!"

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(I shouldn’t have set up a fg…it’s still 2k short of 10,000 per day, and it’s cracked.)