Chapter 529 We are in the same group!

  In Luoxia Province, there is a kind of alien species called Sand Worm. That thing stands upright and is as tall as a building. It bites a child, and its combat power is amazing.

   In front of that guy, let alone an awakened person, even a power armor can be smashed.

At that time, it was widely circulated on the forum that the ferocious destructive power of sandworms would destroy all infrastructures other than river embankments. If the problem of sandworm flooding was not solved, no matter how many roads and railways the alliance built in Luoxia Province It is also useless.

It is precisely because of this that many players further speculate that in order to ensure the smooth progress of the construction, the alliance will issue a large-scale task of exterminating sandworms in the form of limited-time activities. a series of tactics.

  However, to the surprise of many, the time-limited event did not appear.

   And the sandworms that they expected to have a major impact on the direction of the war did not even appear in the field of vision of the frontline troops and logistics troops.

   Of course, this is not because Sandworm is afraid of the alliance. After all, it is too idealistic to expect the beast to think so much. The real reason is that the alliance's transportation route from the campsites of the frontline troops to the logistics troops perfectly avoids all areas where sandworms are active.

So here comes the problem, the areas where sandworms are active will not be written on the map by themselves, even the most experienced businessmen dare not judge that they know the location of every sandworm nest in the desert, and how does the alliance headquarters do it? Where did you arrive?

   This is a long story.

  At that time, in order to ensure the smooth start of the road and railway leading to the Kingdom of Lions, Chu Guang specially sent a regiment of guards to investigate the nearby villages and asked the merchants who had been on the trade route in Luoxia Province all the year round.

  After some investigation, it was found that although the sandworms are powerful in combat, their reproductive ability is actually very weak. They stay in one place all year round and do not expand the size of the group.

   Later, the Biological Research Institute of Vault 79 conducted a further in-depth investigation on its establishment, and discovered an amazing coincidence—the sandworm nest highly overlaps with the underground ocean current pipeline in the pre-war era!

  After an in-depth investigation of one of the sandworm nests, the biologists of the alliance even discovered that the nest of that thing grew on a broken ocean current pipeline.

  The next question will be easy to handle.

   As long as the site selection of roads and railways and the location of front-line positions are avoided, wouldn’t it be enough to avoid areas where underground ocean current pipelines are active?

   It's that simple.

   And this is also the most efficient and economical method. In fact, this is what the legion did when planning marching routes and deploying positions.

   After all, where there are sandworms, there are abundant groundwater resources. It's often not just sandworms, there are usually dangerous mutant arthropods such as radiation scorpions lurking there, and they are not suitable as a stable transportation route. It may be okay when there are many people, but when there are fewer people, the alien species will start to move around.

   This is also one of the contests between the two sides in invisible places. Although there is no gunpowder smoke, it may not be as exciting as a place with gunpowder smoke.

After all, if the managers of the alliance at that time blindly believed one of the views because of the rumors on the forum or a little trouble, mobilized players in an all-round way, and launched a campaign to exterminate sandworms, the final result would most likely become a classic in strategic decision-making Case of Mistakes—Treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

  After all, considering the situation on the wasteland, unless the damaged ocean current pipeline is completely repaired, or the water source in it is cut off, the mutated creatures in Luoxia Province will eventually gather towards the only water source.

In the short term, the road passing through the corpse of the sandworm can shorten the distance, and the one-time construction cost of the road and railway will be cheaper. Maybe the alliance can win the title of "Sandworm Conqueror" and gain prestige+ 10.

  But in the next few months, the alliance's logistics and front-line troops will have to fight against the legion with high-attrition debuffs, weakening combat efficiency and increasing non-combat attrition.

   In the end, even if the war is won, the Alliance and its vassals enjoy a period of peace and tranquility. Due to the special situation in the wasteland, the sandworms that once stood at the top of the food chain will eventually return in another form.

  For example, it evolved into a "digger" or other things that can migrate at will in the great desert, or was replaced by more "less powerful, but equally deadly" alien species.

  The resulting consequences mean that the alliance has to allocate hundreds or even thousands of manpower to the task of "highway patrol" for a long time, and railways and highways will also become loss-making projects due to the continuous accumulation of risk costs.

  Maybe the alliance will be unbearable one day in the future, and then make up its mind to fix another one.

  If the alliance has enough and cheap manpower, of course it can ignore natural science, or even fight against it. But unfortunately, the refuge did not grant Chu Guang more qualifications for beta testing.

   Sometimes Chu Guang couldn’t help but think in conspiracy theories. Could it be that the first-generation managers guessed that they would think of a shortcut, so they deliberately tightened the release of the "gene sequence".

  After all, there are too many players, and game companies really don’t have to treat players as human beings. This is not just a problem of a certain big company.

   "Sandworm Investigation Report" is just a small episode in the expedition.

  Chu Guang made a relatively reasonable judgment after listening to the reports of the logistics system, life professional players, and alliance researchers.

  Because the matter itself is not big, there are only a few players who participated in the investigation, so he didn't go into details in the update announcement.

   After all, compared to the war with the Legion, the survey of the scientific research team and the experiments, discussions, analyzes and so on of the researchers were just a trivial matter under the circumstances at the time.

  Similar situations happen almost every day.

  Threats that are more direct than Naguo, Chu Guang can hear hundreds of them every day, and there are countless strange species and technological creations circulating in the wasteland.

   If the wastelanders have seen all kinds of weird things, even the talking Deathclaw will not be surprised, then he must be a master. He has heard anecdotes and strange things from Xiaoqi or the players, and the amount of information he has received must account for at least half of the "total information output value" of the alliance.

Unless the alliance builds a huge wall like the Boulder City, it wants to form a top-down or bottom-up three-dimensional defense mechanism in a stable environment through the cooperation of billions of people like countries in the real world. It is almost impossible to completely isolate all threats.

   Strange things that rarely happen once in a hundred years on the earth, happened almost every day in the Wasteland Era. Some players ran to the guards to take a job after raising their prestige in the region. They did nothing but go to the police every day. They just serialized the weird things they encountered and the weird prisoners on the forum, and there were quite a few viewers who ate melons.

   Therefore, Chu Guang still listens more to the opinions of professionals when making specific decisions than players make random guesses based on common sense in the forum.

  In short, Naguo did not affect the alliance's triumphant celebration.

  The fruit of spreading filth, and the countless troubles that came with prosperity, were all quietly cleaned up by the guards and the celebration autonomous committee...

  Because of Chu Guang's urging, He Ya immediately put down her work and devoted herself to the research on Naguo, and called him back before dusk.

"...Let's talk about the conclusion first. First of all, it can be ruled out that this thing is a product of slime mold. Secondly, according to my observation, not only ordinary crops, but even slime mold cannot reproduce on soil infected by this special mycelium. "

   When talking about this, Heya paused and continued.

   "In addition, it is indeed not the fruit bred by ordinary plants, but some kind of fungus that is associated with plants... Do you know the fungus?"

   "Of course I know... Wait, that is to say, it doesn't grow from a tree? Instead, it needs to rely on other plants to attach to it?"

"Yes."

   "Isn't the soil that can be infected by mycelium unable to grow crops?"

   Seeing Chu Guang's confused expression in the holographic image, He Ya nodded approvingly.

   "Smart... just a little less flexible."

  Chu Guang coughed lightly.

   "I'm busy...you don't go around in circles."

   Lowering her arms, Heya said patiently.

"The special feature of Nago is this. It is difficult for normal plants, animals, and even microorganisms to survive in its domain, but those who are assimilated and infected by it are different...and even become stronger in its domain. For example, the kamu tree that produces rubber and biomass oil will not wither after being parasitized by the mycelia of nago, but become a hotbed for cultivating nago, can you understand me when I say this?"

   "In other words...the way to grow Nago is not through seeds, just—"

"Just pour the feces of people and animals that have eaten Naguo on the roots of the kamu tree." Interrupting Chu Guang, He Ya said concisely, "Naguo originally didn't have a core, only honey-brewed. Pulp, so many animals like to eat it. And the mycelium in the shape of fiber in the pulp is its 'seed'. So in essence it is a pure fungus, which is fundamentally different from the slime mold variant. Do you understand? ?”

   Mutliform slime molds exhibit fungal properties only at certain stages of life, and animal properties at other times.

   It is a predator in the ecosystem, a consumer in the food chain!

   It's like tiger and lion, or monster and deathclaw.

  The fungus named "Nago" is different. It is a very special existence, and its birth changes the rules of the food chain.

  The organism's own immune system no longer competes with viruses and microorganisms for living space, but achieves coexistence and prosperity under the action of the adhesive called Naguo. The existence of opposites in the food chain will also realize unity in the new natural law.

The emerald green mycelium that symbolizes vitality penetrates into the soil, and the seeds of the old era cannot germinate in the soil it has washed. Only creatures that embrace the "Na Fruit" can prosper in its field and spread the "Na Fruit" to more far away.

   Good guy!

  What a fatherly love!

  Chu Guang was shocked.

   What the **** is Naguo? It's clearly Nurgle, right? !

  Adam's apple moved slightly, Chu Guang asked immediately.

   "Is there any way to cleanse the land it pollutes?"

"...a strong acidic disinfectant is fine. It is not anaerobic and will not penetrate deep into the soil, but I recommend burning it directly. Have you heard of flame weeding? I think your little players will use it instead herbicide."

  After hearing what Heya said, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

"…It's that simple?"

  You can burn to death with fire...

   But having said that, it is also feasible to use fire to burn slime molds. The first thing he and his little players fought against the wave was to drop incendiary bombs on a large scale, and use flames to clean up fruiting bodies and spores.

   Oil barrels are much better than HE and AP rounds against fruiting entities other than evolutions.

  Looking at Chu Guang who obviously overcomplicated the problem, He Ya rolled her eyes.

"Hey, don't think biology is too mysterious. Mutated slime mold is a special case. After all, it is a trouble left by the prosperous era. No matter how you say it, this Nago was born in the Wasteland Era...Of course, about Nago I'm still working on other features, and some oddities really catch my attention."

"Where?"

"It is mutually exclusive to slime molds. Logically speaking, slime molds can devour all organisms, but they cannot swallow the mycelium formed by the fruit. The gnawers we captured even felt obvious disgust for this fruit and refused to eat it. I am in I wonder if there is a possibility... This is actually a new problem created by a shelter or research institution to solve the slime mold problem."

  When Chu Guang heard this sentence, for a moment, he suddenly understood why the college moved to the swamp.

  The most dangerous thing on the wasteland is neither fallout nor slime mold, but those lunatics whose knowledge level is far beyond ordinary people.

  Any brood is "self-limiting", but Naguo is almost unlimited expansion.

  Once the whole world is planted with this thing, the slime mold will probably be gone, but Naguo will become a new slime mold and completely change the rules of the entire ecosystem.

   In a green hell, mutants get stronger, and humans presumably turn into...green-skinned goblins?

  At present, the alliance has not observed any symptoms of patients who have been taking Nago for a period of time for a period of time. The "case" in Dust Town only shows the situation after withdrawal.

  The young man who tasted the forbidden fruit was tormented by the germs that embraced the forbidden fruit and the "awakened" immune system in his body. At present, the players there have distributed some antibiotics to the patients, but the effect is not obvious, and the follow-up situation is still under observation.

"In short, there is no need to panic and scare yourself, but it is best to control this kind of immature research results... The immune system and the virus live in harmony. Problems can become big problems too. And if one person becomes a breeding ground for disease, even if other people don't eat that stuff, they will be infected by the disease, right?"

   "Well," looking at Heya with a serious expression, Chu Guang nodded, "while you are researching, I have activated an emergency plan to remove this thing from the market."

  Heya smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but suddenly sighed softly, and said in a teasing tone.

   "I wanted to complain to you just now, don't always drag me out of what I'm doing to do other things, and I'm not the only researcher in the alliance...but suddenly I feel sorry for you."

   "Love me?" Chu Guang said with a smile, "Did I hear you right?"

"You were also meeting representatives of other survivor settlements, right?" Heya glanced at him sympathetically, and muttered in a complicated mood, "It would be great if those idiots could grow more brain cells, at least Understand that not everyone is as idle as they are…”

   While speaking, a rare trace of resentment flashed in Heya's pupils.

  Chu Guang knew that the idiots she was talking about were not residents of the Alliance, but were complaining about his hometown—Vault 117.

  They originally lived a step-by-step life in the shelter, but due to some people's mistrust and even hatred for the managers and the shelter plan, it eventually led to the destruction of the entire shelter.

   It was in Vault 117 that the original Torch was born and became a religion over the next two decades.

  Chu Guang didn’t know how to comfort this girl who “traversed” twenty years ago, but he still hoped that she could be freed from that dark memory.

"I'm not Seven. The residents of Vault 404 are not the residents of Vault 117. The tasks of each Vault are different. I dare not make a conclusion that your manager doesn't know anything. Maybe he has his own ideas And the secrets that we don't understand. But put yourself in the perspective of your residents, they can return to the earth like a savior, but because of the order of the administrator, they have to give birth to children in a narrow burrow, and they have no idea about the future. The panic and despair are understandable."

   "You actually understand them!"

  Looking at the unbelievably wide-eyed Heya, Chu Guang said patiently.

   "Understanding is not equal to agreement. The biggest inspiration from your manager's log is, 'Never give up communication because of communication difficulties', not 'The ignorant majority is not worth understanding'."

   Heya snorted softly.

   "Okay, at least we still have a consensus, we all think those guys are stupid enough... I'm off work, this girl should go to enjoy the celebration, I really sympathize with you!"

  Chu Guang smiled faintly.

   "Go, I recommend putting a little berry jam on the pork liver. The sour taste can neutralize the bitter taste. This is our latest unlocked recipe."

   "Slightly! I'm going to put cumin!"

  Heya hung up the phone.

  Looking at the scattered light particles in the holographic screen, Chu Guang couldn't help smiling.

  He could feel that she was in a slightly better mood and reconciled with her past memories.

  Although she and Yin Fang have completely different personalities, they both grew up in a similar environment, and they are both rational materialists in essence.

   Then she must be able to understand what she wants to express.

  …

   It's the same as the last celebration.

  After nightfall, gorgeous fireworks were set off over the sky of Dawn City.

  The endless stream of pedestrians on the street stopped and looked up to admire the beautiful fireworks. Even people in the distant Boulder City could see a bright light from the cracks in the concrete ruins.

   "...Mr. House guessed right again, they are indeed venting ammunition incompetently and furiously." Standing on the edge of the industrial area, Kent, who had just finished a day's work, muttered.

  He surrounded City Hall with cannery workers a few months ago in order to throw the Union merchandise out of Boulder, because the Union factory took their jobs.

  That was definitely the highlight moment in his life.

  On weekdays, Du Long, who is high above the top, is sweating profusely. Not only did he get his job as he wished, but he also got a bargaining chip from the security captain Alec. I heard that because of his earth-shattering acts of righteousness, the alliance has fallen into fiery inflation, and the salary of 1 silver coin a day has soared to double digits. I really dare not think about how they usually live.

  However, he occasionally envies those people in the northern suburbs. The dog legs of the city hall dare to kick their butts, but they never dare to bully the poor ghosts of the alliance, and even the vassals of those poor ghosts dare not move.

   After all, those people are so poor that they only have guns, and they wear shoes, so you can't just make them anxious.

  Sberg, who was walking beside him, glanced at his mended jeans and muttered.

   "Hey, do you really believe Mr. House?"

"You do not believe?"

   Seeing Kent raised his eyebrows as if he was going to beat him up, Sberg didn't expect him to be so excited, so he quickly changed his words.

   "I believe, of course I believe... We are undoubtedly the victorious nation, but why don't we celebrate the victory?"

  Kent's eyes widened, and his neck was red with anger.

   "Are you crazy? This is wasteland, how can there be so many things for you to celebrate."

  Confirmed that he wasn't going to punch himself, Sberg continued cautiously.

"But I heard that yesterday or the day before yesterday, someone saw the president of Malvern going out of the city with great fanfare, and took his precious daughter with him. I also heard that many nobles in the inner city went to the alliance to wait for them a few days ago. With the celebration starting, several powerful mercenary regiments have almost been hired until next month..."

   Kent said impatiently.

   "They went to eat and drink."

  Sberger stared at him blankly.

   "Eat...eat and drink?"

"Yes, that's right!"

  Kent was struggling with something, maybe he was dissatisfied with the worker's confused expression, or maybe it was just hyperthyroidism, so he stared at him closely.

   "What's the matter? We are their creditors, what's wrong with us eating their food? I hope they eat more tonight! It's best to come back!"

  Sberg quickly raised his hand.

   "No...it's nothing, I think you're right, I hope they will have a big appetite tonight and get Ben back for us."

   It would be great if I could spit out a mouthful of soup.

  Perhaps because he was satisfied with his frightened expression, Kent calmed down a little, his tone became more patient, and he began to speak the truth.

"Liszt is the largest factory owner in the alliance, and he is ours, this is the best proof! The residents of the alliance will come to us to apply for black cards if they make money, but the nobles in the inner city will never be theirs. Vault resident, doesn't that say a lot?"

  Looking at the nagging Kent, Sberg suddenly felt distressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, because then he would have to explain why he felt distressed, and this is absolutely unacceptable.

  He is a coward.

   Only a little braver when reading the newspaper.

  He didn't know why Kent wanted to speak for those gentlemen with capital, but at least he didn't want to get punched at the moment.

  Looking at Kent who was expecting his feedback, Sberg nodded cautiously.

"Of course."

   "I have no doubt that Mr. House is right."

  …

   "Haha, congratulations! Our friends! Best friends in Boulder!"

   The Ballroom of the Alliance.

  The well-dressed Sid excitedly raised his wine glass, looked at Chu Guang who appeared in the banquet hall, and was about to go up to have a drink, but before he got close, he found that he had gone elsewhere.

   "...Tsk, what are you showing off!"

  A hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and Sid wanted to put the wine glass back on the long table without interest, to cover up his embarrassment at the moment.

  But at this moment, a wine glass suddenly reached out and touched him lightly.

   "Why drink alone?"

   Seeing Liszt appearing in front of him, Sid's eyes lit up, he laughed and drank the wine in the glass, and pulled his shoulder and said.

   "You still save face, my friend!"

   Liszt is an upstart in the inner city, of course he doesn't know him, and after all, he was the one who helped get the black card.

   It was also in this banquet hall at the beginning.

   This kid pulled him to discuss a deal. To be honest, Sid was not very interested. After all, it is not decent to end up in Boulder City to make money.

  But recently he has slowly experienced the joy of soaring wealth.

  He does not need to understand how to balance logistics surplus, how to adjust job functions, or even know what to produce to make money.

  As long as he moves his finger and throws the chip like a dart, someone will naturally do the minutiae work for him and satisfy him.

   "Of course," Liszt smiled slightly, put down his wine glass after a sip, and said politely, "After all, we are in the same group."

"Hey! Still hello! To be honest, the hillbilly in the northern suburbs is really not a suitable trading partner, vulgar and impolite, they invited us over, but threw me to Luka to entertain, I heard that old man used to be a serf , They must be crazy, let a mud-legged person be the city lord! But Melvin is right, we don’t need to struggle with chips, you should understand that feeling, when doing business with predators.” In order not to offend For the others, Sid kept his voice so low that only two of them could hear.

  Liszt nodded with a friendly smile on his face.

   "It's true, **** is not good... The chips they handed over are always covered with greasy oil, which reminds me of the bones and meat scraps floating in the boiling oil pan."

"It's so vivid! I really want to hear your legendary stories. It's not an ordinary person to be able to do business with predators!" Sid gave him a thumbs up and said happily, "But I haven't eaten yet. Things, can we eat and chat... talk about something lighter?"

   Liszt said with a smile.

   "Of course, I know a good deal, I don't know if you are interested."

  As soon as he heard that there was an opportunity to make money, Sid suddenly showed a look of joy on his face.

   Of course Liszt is trustworthy, not only because he owes him a lot of favors, but also because he has become one of his own.

   "I'm so intrigued! My friend, I knew you would live up to my expectations! Always something new to have fun with!"

   Liszt said with a slight smile.

   “The league recently issued a bond.”

"what is that."

"Alternative debt," Liszt tried to process what Chu Guang described to make the twists and turns sound less complicated. "You buy a 100-chip bond, and the alliance will automatically distribute 3 to you every year." After five years, pay off the principal of 100 coins at a time."

   Sid froze for a moment, sipped his mouth, and said dissatisfied.

   "Why are there so few?"

  Although he is rich, it doesn't mean he is stupid.

  Boulder City's aid loans to the alliance all have 5% interest!

   Not only is the interest rate low, but it doesn’t sound like compound interest, so ghosts would buy it!

  As expected of Sid's reaction, Liszt did not change the smile on his face, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

   "Then... what if I have a special channel and can use the issue price of 90 chips to get a bond with a face value of 100?"

  The moment he heard this sentence, Sid was taken aback for a moment, and then his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

   "Doesn't that mean..."

"You can earn 10% when you get it," Liszt said meaningfully. "Not only that, but you can also earn 3% interest every year. If you are interested in 10-year bonds, the interest will be a little more, and the issue price It's 85."

"The alliance recognizes debts but does not recognize people, and allows bond transactions. Now everyone's pockets are full of chips, but the alliance cannot use chips to sign bills. It needs to be exchanged for silver coins first, and the exchange of silver coins is not free... so you understand? Buy Bonds can indirectly share their development dividends."

  He won't tell Sid that as a first-tier distributor, the issue price he got is actually cheaper.

   As for how to pay back the money in the future?

   That's so easy!

  When the chips are gathered in the pocket of the alliance, how much the chips are worth cannot be decided by the alliance itself?

  If Chu Guang's plan is finally realized, then in the most extreme case, the excessively circulated chips may become a pile of useless plastic chips.

  Money is worthless, are you afraid you won’t be able to pay it back?

   As for whether he can reach that step, it depends on the level of the manager. Speaking of it, Liszt was also very surprised. He didn't expect that man who seemed to be upright had so many secrets hidden, and he was so ruthless when he made a move.

  Sid hugged Liszt's shoulders, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, his expression almost regarded him as his own brother, and he was afraid that he would eat alone.

   "Good brother! You have to take me with you! I have earned so many chips, and I don't know what to invest in!"

   "That is necessary," Liszt smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "My friend, have you forgotten?"

   "We're on the same team."

  …

  Chu Guang was going to miss the fireworks show tonight, and he couldn't even spare the time to stand on the bridge of the Iron Heart to enjoy it.

   After all, there are too many guests to receive.

Whether it is a representative of the company or a representative of the surrounding survivor settlements, they all want to have a chat with him on behalf of their own settlements. Get some light.

  As the focus of the audience, Chu Guang also experienced for the first time in his life what it feels like to be so busy that his heels cannot touch the ground.

   Those who waited in line to see him could line up from the entrance of the auditorium to the back kitchen.

  And he needs to condense the huge amount of information into three sentences, and try his best to remember every representative and settlement he has talked with.

   Fortunately, Xiao Qi helped.

But for some reason, just when he was going to meet the large number of nobles in Boulder City, Xiao Qi suddenly became self-willed, saying that the fireworks it had worked so hard to design were coming to an end soon, so he had to go outside no matter what. have a look.

   Otherwise it won't do it next time!

no way.

  Chu Guang originally wanted to make a show with the nobles of Jushi City, but he couldn't stand Xiao Qi's soft bombardment in his ears, so he could only wrong old Luca and go to the nobles of the inner city.

   As for the bond thing.

  Chu Guang believed that even without his cooperation, Liszt would do things beautifully for him.

   That guy is a smart guy.

  He knows what to do...

  …

   Outside the auditorium.

  Chu Guang found a secluded place and looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky.

  It turned out that it is so beautiful to set off fireworks with the naval gun of the Iron Heart.

   No wonder so many people looked up at the sky that night and remained motionless.

  My neck is tired from watching.

  Finally, when the last cluster of fireworks was over, Chu Guang couldn't help but praise.

   "It's pretty pretty."

  Sitting on his shoulders and dangling her calves, Xiao Qi showed a happy smile and proudly put her hands on her hips.

   "Hey, huh?"

  Chu Guang looked at the little guy helplessly.

   "But there is still a while before the end of the fireworks, right? Why can't I come out to watch after I finish meeting the representatives of Boulder City."

  Xiao Qi pouted.

   "Xiao Qi doesn't like them... Master is wasting time on them, why not come out and watch Xiao Qi's performance!"

   By the way, will artificial intelligence also have standards of good and evil?

  Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little miraculous.

   "What did they mess with you?"

  Xiao Qi said confidently.

   "No! The master doesn't like it, so Xiao Qi doesn't like it either!"

  Chu Guang froze for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

   "You bastard..."

  There are many things he doesn't like.

  Strictly speaking, there are no absolute good or bad people in the wasteland. Pure evil and absolute goodness are not common here, and the most common ones are unscrupulous chaos and barbarism.

  If there is no room for a grain of sand in your eyes, and you don’t care about the means of doing things, the final result is to become an extremely twisted thing like the Enlightenment Society.

  Those guys firmly believe that whether it is the post-war reconstruction committee or the survivor settlements on the wasteland, they are all degenerate things compared to the great era of prosperity, so they must be resolutely eliminated physically!

  In their eyes, on the contrary, the alliance with the wastelanders is more ignorant.

   It is precisely because of this that it is even more difficult to reform disciples of the Enlightenment Society with firm beliefs than to reform predators.

  As for Xiaoqi...

  Maybe it was because I cared too much about my own feelings and received a lot of mixed information, so I was a little affected.

From its expression, Chu Guang could probably guess a little bit. It must be that the nobles in the inner city secretly arranged for themselves to be "accidentally" heard by it, but they were restrained by themselves and could not do anything to them. ways to express dissatisfaction.

  Falcon City Palace, he had already scolded it once for its cleverness, and he believed that it would not do things like using permissions at will.

   "...There are actually many people in this wasteland that we don't like and people we don't agree with. You should know that after following me for so long."

   "Even the more familiar you are with them, the more you understand their inner thoughts, the more you feel that they are hopelessly depraved. Pulling them is laborious and thankless."

   Stretched out his index finger and gently rubbed Xiaoqi's little head, looking at the dazed eyes, Chu Guang continued in a gentle voice.

   "But we allow them to live, give them enough time to change, give them opportunities, and even pull them forward when necessary."

   "This is the Union."

   A survivors band together, band together—

   A place where we huddle together on the ruins to keep warm.

  (end of this chapter)