Chapter 357 You provide technology, we provide people, this is of course a win-win situation

17:00.

  Fang Chang lay flat on the bed, put on his helmet and returned to the game, and when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was the cement gray ceiling.

   Under the body is a dilapidated single bed.

  He moved the back of his heavy head, and a very light fragrance rushed into his nose from the squeezed pillow. The only fly in the ointment is that there is a smell of motor oil in it.

  He turned his face and saw the girl sitting by the bed.

  Holding a screwdriver in her hand, she was tinkering with the parts of her left arm, not knowing whether she was changing the battery or the engine oil.

   This game is always surprisingly real in strange places.

   "Are you awake?" Noticing the movement on the bed, Dolly glanced at him.

  At this moment, she was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt that was washed white, and she could vaguely see a touch of whiteness in the morning light outside the window, making Fang Chang a little unsure where to place his eyes.

"Um."

  Seeing the embarrassment of this man, Dolly smiled slyly and said teasingly.

   "You slept so deeply that you couldn't wake up no matter how you shouted."

  Fang Chang touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment.

   "Actually, I usually... don't drink like this. Let's drink again next time."

   Dolly smiled.

   "It's okay, I won't laugh at you."

  Fang Chang: "..."

  MD!

   This broken game is so annoying.

  Drinking too much will cause frequent disconnection, and it will crash when it is disconnected, and it will not even come back.

  He couldn't remember what happened last night at all, he only remembered what he saw in the dark, and what he didn't see.

   Later, when he really couldn’t climb up, he went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, and by the way, he went to line up with his group of friends.

   But let’s say I was unconscious all night yesterday…

  Fang Chang's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his waistband.

   It's not that he's worried about what the girl did to him. Is he the kind of person who is afraid of losing money?

  The main reason is that I am afraid that I will lose a waist...

  Looking at Fang Chang, who was flipping over at his waist, Dolly teased and continued.

   "Don't worry, I didn't touch your things."

  Of course Fang Chang would not say what he was looking for just now, so he changed the subject with a dry cough.

   "Where is this?"

"my home."

  Although it was expected, there was still a touch of surprise in Fang Chang's eyes.

  Misunderstood the meaning in his eyes, Dolly said indifferently.

   "Is it broken?"

  Fang Chang glanced around, and saw that there were a lot of things stuffed into the one-bedroom apartment of less than 15 square meters.

   There are not a few beautiful clothes in sight, and mechanical parts and tools for polishing parts are placed next to the bottles and cans in the corner.

   "Looking for another bathroom? I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to go out." Looking at him looking around, Dolly said.

  Fang Chang shook his head.

   "No... In fact, the environment here is not bad by the standards of the wasteland."

  The space inside the huge wall is limited, and it is definitely incomparable with the vast and sparsely populated northern suburbs.

  The corner of Dolly's mouth curled up into a smug smile.

   "Indeed, it can shelter from the wind and rain, you don't have to be crowded with others, and you only need to pay 52 chips a month for rent. I like it very much. When I am free, I plan to raise a pot of succulents and put them by the window."

  Hearing her twittering, Chang Fang felt that his hearing was not good enough, but he still made a rough guess based on his experience in communicating with international friends.

"Succulents?"

   "Well, a plant with thick leaves, it is said that it can absorb radiation." Dolly said with confidence, as if she really believed this statement.

   Things like absorbing radiation...

  Fang Chang's expression was a little subtle.

   It wasn't that he wanted to argue, it was that he was really skeptical. If this plant really had the ability, two pots could be planted directly next to the reactor.

   But having said that, in "Wasteland OL", he seems to seldom consider radiation. According to the setting of the official website, although radiation residue is a problem, it is not the main problem here.

  By comparison, slime molds, pillagers, mutants...there are so many things more deadly than radiation.

   While Fang Chang was thinking wildly, the girl was looking at him curiously.

   "Don't you believe it?"

  Fang Chang shook his head lightly.

   "No... In fact, we also have this kind of saying there."

   "Oh, it seems that you don't believe me." Dolly let out a sigh and looked away, continuing to tinker with the robotic arm that was almost assembled.

  Looking at the side face under the short green hair, Fang Chang suddenly felt a little pity.

  He didn't know where this emotion came from.

  Although he also enjoys the game, as a professional player, he has always regarded NPC as a piece of data, and he rarely has any affection for any character.

   This is probably the biggest difference between him and Lao Bai and Bian Yuan.

  Adam's apple twitched, and Fang Chang spoke out of nowhere.

   "...Have you considered changing your life?"

   "Change the environment? It's not the same." Throwing away the screwdriver in her hand, she said casually, the profile of her profile and her voice were full of maturity that didn't match her age.

  Fang Chang didn't know how to answer for a while.

   "Don't you have a dream? Like...something you want to do?"

   "What do you want to do?" Dolly thought for a moment and said, "Does opening a bar count?"

   "...I thought you would say you wanted to open a coffee shop or a flower shop."

   "Coffee shop? Flower shop? Is there such a shop in Boulder City?" Dolly asked at a loss.

"No, it's just in my hometown. I always hear drunk girls say that... Can you accompany me to find the doctor who sells bionic prosthetics?" Fang Chang sighed, reached out to touch his pocket, and looked for Out a chip.

  However, as soon as the words came out, he realized that the last chip in his pocket was white, with a big "1" written on it, and the expression on his face couldn't help becoming embarrassed.

  Seeing the sharp contrast between his expression before and after, Dolly couldn't hold back a snort.

   Reaching out to take the chip, she flicked her thumb lightly and threw it into the iron box on the table.

   "No problem, I have nothing to do for a while anyway."

   "For the sake of being a gentleman last night, let me go shopping with you for a while."

  …

  Dawn City.

  Refuge No. 404, there was a piercing sound of air leakage in the narrow single room, followed by a loud yell.

   "Oh my god, I'm alive."

   Ye Shi sat up from the training cabin, picked up the blue coat hanging on the cabin bow and put it on, first went to the public bathroom to take a shower, and then went to the square on the B2 floor.

  Because it was the peak period of going online, when he arrived here, there were quite a lot of people in the square.

  Including his acquaintances, Gale, Quit Smoking and Mosquito also happened to be here.

   Went up to say hello to everyone, Ye Shi couldn't help asking curiously when he saw the sneaky look on the mosquito's face.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Go away, go away, don't delay my work."

  Before Ye Shi had time to roll his eyes, he had already complained about quitting smoking.

   "Damn, what business can you do?"

   "...he is probably squatting on that NPC named Pai, I heard him mention it before." Kuangfeng looked at the mosquito expressionlessly, his eyes slightly weird.

  Although there are occasional players who are locked up in the dark room for illegal operations, he seems to be the only one who has the same reason as him?

   At least he is the only one in the friend list.

   Seeing that the mosquito had died again, the players around him also chattered into the topic.

   "... I remembered! Last time it seemed to be the same. I heard from the tail that this guy was caught straight."

   "I heard that they are jumping on people!"

   "And haven't touched yet!"

   "What a shame!"

   Quit smoking and looked at the mosquito in surprise.

   "Damn it, bro, are you getting too big?"

   Mosquito retorted with his face swollen to a liver color.

   "Fuck off! I just... want to find out what and how that oil is made of."

   Without professional analysis equipment, he can only roughly infer that the bottle of fuel contains some easily identifiable alkanes and olefins, and he is at a loss as to the rest.

  He has been looking for that NPC named Pai for the past few days, but the little girl seemed to be frightened by him and never appeared again.

   Mosquitoes can't help feeling a little remorseful.

  Maybe I should have restrained myself a little.

  The topic on the square is like a gust of wind, and after it blows, it changes to another.

   Seeing that it was late, everyone discussed where to go to level up later.

  Ye Shi looked at the wind.

   "Where are we going later? Will we meet in Boulder City?"

  Guangfeng glanced at his right hand.

   "I'll put the arms on first."

  This weak strength always made him feel that something was missing.

   At this moment, Ye Shi suddenly remembered a key thing.

   "By the way... to install that thing, you have to remove an arm first."

  Guangfeng nodded.

"Um."

   Isn't this a matter of course?

  Ye Shi glanced at his right hand with a strange expression.

   "Then what do you do with your removed arm...?"

  Guangfeng froze for a moment.

  He didn't think about this question.

   After being silent for a while, he said with a delicate expression.

   "... find a place to bury it."

  …

  The browsing room on the B4 floor.

   Sitting in front of the computer, Chu Guang leaned back on the sofa and stretched.

   "It's finally done."

  Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, happily raised two toothpick-sized thumbs up and cheered.

   "The host is awesome!"

  Chu Guang returned it with a tired look.

   "Thank you for the compliment, if only you could help me more."

  Although this little guy can help him accurately convey every order to the correct department, some creative work is still a shortcoming beyond its ability.

  Especially in the design of the rules.

  Chu Guang read in the history of the Renlian that in the early days of the Prosperous Era, "AIism" had risen on this planet for a period of time.

  Its believers believe that the root cause of problems in production relations and distribution systems lies in the ugliness in human nature.

  Human happiness needs to be obtained from the suffering of others, and there is only one solution, which is to establish a society governed by AI and replace all management departments with artificial intelligence.

However, the sport declined in the middle of the era of prosperity. Historians have given many evaluations, among which several objective views include "insufficient software and hardware conditions", "extreme material prosperity makes people more inclined to maintain the status quo", etc. wait.

  Chu Guang has reservations about these views, but he can still learn a little lesson from historical experience.

   That is, never let tools replace thinking, and hands replace brains. Never expect that there is a perfect solution to all future problems.

  Looking at the nearly 5mb text file on the computer screen, Chu Guang showed a relaxed expression on his face.

  The newly established alliance management organization has a total of 12 departments, covering various fields from production to economy, to transportation and logistics, and residents' life.

  Specific to the basic strategy and implementation route of each department, he also made a detailed design.

   Of course he didn't make it up out of thin air, but it wasn't a complete copy of the experience from another world.

  For example, when the Ministry of Education was established, Chu Guang did not refer more to players’ brains on the forum, but asked parents, teachers and students for their suggestions.

  For wastelanders whose average life expectancy is only 35 years old, many of them have passed half of their lives statistically when they are 17 years old.

  But for players living in a peaceful age, this age can only say that the good days are still to come, and you have to wait patiently to unlock the anti-addiction system.

   At this time, if a one-size-fits-all approach is adopted, and the minimum working age and compulsory education hours are set according to the standards of developed planets, the education level of the alliance may be improved, but families that are not rich will become poor because of education.

  Chu Guang adopted a compromise method, increasing the minimum working age and compulsory education time year by year, and taking part of the money to subsidize students with excellent grades.

   is the so-called scholarship.

  Whether you are an adult in an evening school or a student in a full-time school, as long as you have excellent grades, you can get a grant.

  Although the money is not enough for them to live a prosperous life, it is still enough to subsidize their family.

  Education is only one aspect of many issues he considers, and this long-term investment will only see returns in the future.

   Among all the departments, Chu Guang devotes the most energy to the industrial departments directly related to production.

  In other departments, at most he will guide the route and basic framework, but when it comes to specific production issues, he even made a detailed plan for the production capacity of each stage after referring to the opinions of experts in various industries.

  Although not all problems can be solved by developing productivity, at least 99% of the current problems can be solved.

  Thanks to the infrastructure plan of 200 million silver coins and the loan of 200 million chips, he can do a lot of things now.

   "...Speaking of which, I have to draw up a shopping list later."

  Chu Guang squeezed the center of his eyebrows, after thinking for a moment, he looked at Xiao Qi who was sitting at the corner of the table, and ordered.

   "Speak to old Charlie for me and ask him to wait for me at the office of the Merchant Guild at two o'clock in the afternoon."

   "Okay, master," Xiao Qi said worriedly seeing the tired expression on Chu Guang's face, "Although it may be a bit long-winded to say so, you should also pay attention to your body."

  Chu Guang smiled and rubbed Xiao Qi's head with his index finger, with a reassuring smile on his face.

   "I'll keep an eye out."

  At this time, a gust of wind blew from the door of the reading room.

  Looking at Chu Guang who was playing with the doll on the table, Pai raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

   "How is it? Is the gift I gave you okay?"

   "Thank you for the gift, it is very stress-relieving and adds a lot of fun to my tedious daily work." Chu Guang joked, "Where is the drone I gave you? Do you still like it?"

   "It's just great!" Pai nodded with satisfaction, showing off, "I modified it a little, and now it flies faster!"

  Chu Guang looked at her with a little surprise, he didn't expect this little girl to have such abilities.

   But he was just surprised.

  Different from the "Camp 404" which focuses on industry and the military, the "Camp 101" under the guidance of the No. 101 Vault probably focuses all its "skill points" on education and archaeology.

   Especially this guy is not only talented, but also uses the black technology of the pre-war era.

  If the ability and talent can be quantified, she might be in the same rank as Heya from Vault 401.

   "That..." Glancing left and right, Pai suddenly felt a little shy, and whispered, "Xiaoyu...have you talked to her?"

   Chu Guang nodded.

   "Well, I told her family that she is also very willing to continue her studies. If you have no objections, I hope to send a few more people to communicate with you."

  Xiaoyu is a very sensible child. Chu Guang remembered that when he told her about this, she just thought about it for a moment, then nodded obediently.

  He could feel that she was reluctant to part with everyone in the refuge, but he could also see her deep desire to grow and become stronger.

  She hopes to help everyone more than just sitting at the counter and counting money.

There are more and more people in the new alliance, and the issue that the bank needs to consider is no longer just to settle the accounts clearly, but also to think about how to use the invisible hand to make every silver coin play its due role .

   This involves a lot of knowledge that she doesn't understand. Although she has also summed up a little experience in practice, she still needs to go through systematic study.

  Including some mathematical methods, as well as knowledge of sociology.

  If she has professional guidance, she can avoid some detours herself.

  As for Xiaoyu's family, although they were worried at first, after hearing Chu Guang's promise to ensure her safety, both his parents and brother were relieved.

  The wise and mighty manager never breaks his word.

  No one in the entire northern suburbs would doubt this matter, whether it is an NPC or a player.

  Hearing Chu Guang's words, Pai was so excited that he wanted to jump up, patted his chest to pack the ticket and said.

"Don't worry, I've already told my master about it, and everyone is very happy, and told me to bring more souvenirs when I come back, hehe...especially chocolate and coffee! Oh yes, and that bite Meat buns with soup flowing out after one bite! It’s so delicious!”

  Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "That's easy to say, when I go back, I'll give you another truckload of souvenirs!"

  Chu Guang thought Pai would happily agree.

  However, something unexpected happened to him, the little girl shook her head with a serious face, and refused the gift.

   "Although this proposal is very exciting, we cannot take your benefits in vain."

   "My master said that reciprocity is the long-term solution to getting along with others, and we have to give you some help."

  Looking at the surprised Chu Guang, she continued to speak solemnly.

   "However, we have no money and no extra resources to distribute to you. It would be great if you could provide a plan."

  Hearing this, Chu Guang was immediately happy. Isn't this what he was waiting for?

  The new alliance is rich in products, and players' brains and ideas emerge in endlessly. There are always one or two things that can appeal to these scholars, engineers, and archaeologists.

  It doesn’t matter if you don’t have much interest in black and white silk and artwork.

   Isn’t there a lot of food here?

  In addition to the dazzling array of consumer goods, there are also research samples needed by Camp 101 and the shelter behind them.

  Even if it is a monster as strong as Death Claw, as long as the silver coins and contribution points are in place, his brave little players can get them!

   Chu Guang said with a hearty smile.

   "That's easy! We don't do rationing, but we pay people who work."

   "How about this, you send a few engineers to us to help us improve the production method, in exchange, we will give you silver coins!"

   "If you have something you like, you don't need to discuss it with me, just buy it from our store with silver coins!"

   Pai wrinkled her lovely little Joan's nose, lost in thought.

   "Well... that sounds really good. But... everyone has their own work to do, I'm afraid it will be difficult to spare people."

   "Especially the looters are gone recently, we plan to move the camp back to the surface, there are too many things to do."

  Everyone in the camp has their own post, and the "score" that determines the standard of living is also determined according to the post.

  After listening to Pai's concerns, Chu Guang said patiently.

   "This problem is easy to solve. Our people can help you build camps, supply the supplies you need for life, and even help you cook. This alone can save you a lot of manpower."

   "In this way, you can focus more on the things you are good at and interested in, and all you need to do is share a part of the time saved with us to help us live a better life."

   "You can understand this as a kind of... Complementary advantages. Tell your master what I said, and he will definitely understand what I want to express."

   Camp No. 101 also tried to recruit some local survivors before, but the scale of cooperation was limited, and it was just a scene of doing odd jobs.

  Chu Guang believes that after fully understanding the situation of the new alliance, the residents of Camp 101 will definitely feel the charm of his proposal.

   Pai stroked his chin, pretending to be thinking, and nodded with a vague understanding.

  She seldom cares about these things. Those things Chu Guang said are beyond her field of expertise.

  But it is not difficult for her to write down a sentence in its entirety.

   "I'll pass on your proposal to everyone in the camp... oh yes."

  Suddenly remembered something, Pai took out a stack of paper filled with dense symbols from his pocket, and handed it to Chu Guang.

  Chu Guang took it with a confused face, and turned it over in his hand. Although he could read every word, he didn't understand it at all.

"…This is?"

   Pai looked aside subtly, and said with some embarrassment.

   "It's the ratio of the various components of the fuel and the synthesis path. Although it is not a particularly powerful thing... but it took me a while to figure it out."

   Speaking of this, she snorted lightly.

   "Didn't a rude guy underestimate me before, now that guy should realize how shallow his knowledge is."

   After all, it is the age that loves to be brave and show off. She is underestimated. Of course, she can't help but want to prove herself.

  Although the chemical power engine is considered an antique, but with her knowledge of mechanics and aerospace, it is not difficult to find high-efficiency fuel.

  Chu Guang looked at the information in his hand in surprise, but he didn't expect such unexpected gains.

   What made him even more unexpected was that the little girl gave such a precious thing to him directly without reservation.

   "I...will pass it on to him."

   It shouldn’t be difficult to ask Xiaoqi to help translate, and Yin Fang can help with difficult proper nouns.

   Pai nodded with satisfaction.

  But soon, she remembered that she couldn't take advantage of that rude guy, so she added a sentence later.

   "By the way, don't let him get it too easily, just show him a page every once in a while."

   Speaking of this, Pai spoke plausibly.

   "My master said, you can't just copy the answer, you have to use your brain to figure out how the answer came from!"

   Good guy.

  This is too tortured.

  Chu Guang nodded, dumbfounded, and put the information in front of Xiao Qi.

   "Okay...I promise not to let him get it easily."

   Obtaining this promise, Pai finally left contentedly.

  Watching the jumping figure disappear at the door of the reading room, Chu Guang couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

   Compared to dealing with the relationship with Boulder City.

   Sure enough, getting along with these lovely people made him feel more relaxed and happy.

  However, as a manager, he cannot decide who to cut off diplomatic relations with and whom to establish diplomatic relations based on his personal preferences. In many cases, he needs to make judgments based on the interests of the collective.

  He suddenly missed the "crew" on the Pioneer.

   It’s been half a year, and I don’t know if they have fulfilled their dreams.

   Noticing the expression on Chu Guang's face, Xiao Qi, who was sitting in front of the document, asked curiously.

   "Master, what are you thinking?"

   Looking away from the door, Chu Guang said casually.

   "I was thinking, maybe it's a real utopia there."

   It's just that it's too small.

   It was even smaller than the shelter behind them, only big enough to hold two or three hundred people.

  Compared to the entire wasteland, that light is not even a flame...

  —

   (Thanks to the leader of "Brother Big Rich" for the reward!!)

  (end of this chapter)