At the trading post of Shuguang City, there were endless shouts of people, and there were endless caravans passing by at the door, from lively during the day to dark.
Ruts of varying thickness were drawn into chessboards on the ground, and a wide range of rare treasures piled up on the stalls to form hills.
Among them are eight-pack octopus-style robots produced from the Giant Stone Military Industry, watches and jewelry produced from the Hump Kingdom, general-purpose bionic maids and servants imported from the Ideal City, and even strange spices from the far-sea continent and soap produced by the Legion.
In short, there are only goods you can't imagine, and there is nothing you can't buy.
A long time ago, the market of Shuguang City changed its business model. While retaining the commodity trading points officially operated by the alliance, it leased the expanded trading space to individuals.
The stalls are renting local merchants and residents of shelters, as well as foreign merchants.
From the time when the wave had not yet begun, it gradually became lively as winter passed.
Especially now that the news of the end of the wave has spread, it has added a touch of festive color to the prosperity here.
Have you had any good news recently?
Stopped in front of a stall, the man in a gray long collar coat looked up at the decoration hanging in front of the stall and asked casually.
His complexion was slightly darker, with deep wrinkles on his brows and eyes, and he looked weather-beaten and was carrying a suitcase in his hand.
The stall owner glanced at him and felt that this man was a little distant. He thought he should have come from a long distance, so he said with a smile.
Dear managers led us to overcome the wave. Three days later, a celebration of victory will be held here. This is our old tradition. By the way, is this your first time here?
That's not, but the last time I came here, it was still a wilderness.The man glanced around and said with a helpless expression. Just now, I thought I had read the map wrong.
Looking at his inexplicable appearance, the stall owner said with a smile.
That must have been several years ago!Now this area is under the jurisdiction of the alliance, and it is no longer the wilderness ridge a few years ago.
Although I haven't returned here for years, men seem to be familiar with the word alliance, and obviously I have heard rumors about this area elsewhere.
I have heard that the manager of Shelter No. 404 led his residents to build a prosperous utopia on the wasteland. They not only want to unite all suffering survivors, but also vowed to end the wasteland era as their lifelong ideal…
The stall owner was embarrassed to smile.
Haha, it’s not as exaggerated as the rumors, but it’s OK… By the way, my friend, where did you come from?
The man said.
Southern waters.
The stall owner looked at him in surprise.
Southern waters?On the south...is it?I heard the scenery there is good.
It was too far away, and Haiya Province and Jinchuan Province were in turmoil, so he really didn't know much about it.
The man smiled bitterly and said with a helpless expression.
If you call the sea beast that can raise waves dozens of meters high altitude a landscape... then you should like that place.
The stall owner made a fuck, and said embarrassedly.
Haha, it seems that every family has a difficult sutra... If it is not included in the mother nest in the city center, the biggest guy here is the mount of the manager.
The man was stunned.
Sitting on... mount?
A claw of death, the stall owner had a hint of pride on his face, as if the person riding on the claw of death was himself. Even the powerful claw of death was crawling at his feet. There was nothing on this planet that he could not defeat... including the mother nest in the city center!
The man couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, wanting to laugh but feeling impolite, so he thought to himself that you have little knowledge.
However, the stall owner had a sentence that caught his attention.
What do you mean by saying he defeated his mother nest in the city center?
The stall owner said proudly.
It means literally that he killed the guy who couldn't even win the Battle of the Construction Committee. Not only this year's wave will not happen in the future.
The man looked at it in a daze and opened his chin slightly.
Killed...
How to kill that thing?!
He has been studying mutant slime mold for a few years. The change of that thing is that as long as there is a little bit of scum left, it will pop up endlessly, and every rebirth will make it more difficult than the last time.
In fact, this time he came for the mother nest, but the guy in front of him told him... that mother nest was killed?
Seeing the man standing there in a daze for a long time without talking, he kept asking questions, without any intention of buying things, the stall owner gradually lost interest in continuing to talk with him.
But in the end, he was opening the door to do business. With the idea of not offending others, he was embarrassed to drive them out directly, so he reminded him kindly.
If you want to know Dawn City, I suggest you buy the latest newspaper and then go to the highway town hotel at the door to order a beer and sit there.There will be no one to care about you all day in the lobby, and there will never be a shortage of people to chat with... The stories I heard from the mercenary merchants are much more exciting than what I heard here, especially the lame old Hook, who was here since Dawn City was still a wilderness.
Thanks, I will refer to your suggestions.The man seemed to have noticed that the stall owner was not interested in him, so he politely replied, ready to leave.
You're welcome, my name is Zhang Datong. If you need wholesale hardware tools or automatic rifles, you can find me... By the way, what do you do?
I am a manager.The man spoke honestly.
Manage... a manager?!The stall owner didn't react at first, and he was shocked until he repeated his words and widened his eyes.
Uh... But I'm not the manager here. Seeing the stall owner's face was dull, the man suddenly remembered something and said helplessly, "There is no intention of offense." Although I know that the manager has special meaning to you, there are actually more shelters in this world than you think."By the way, if I want to meet your manager...how should I see him?
Zhang Datong was stunned for a long time with his mouth open, calmed down, staring at the man with his eyes fixed on him.
...Really and false?Which shelter are you?
As if guessing that he would be suspicious, the man sighed, rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the slightly faded VM.
Sanctuary No. 70, manager Sun Yuechi.
However, what he didn't expect was that the stall owner didn't fall to the ground in surprise when he saw him take out the VM, but instead quickly lost interest.
What does this thing mean?Zhang Datong glanced at his mouth disdainfully, and his originally skeptical expression turned into deep suspicion. Isn’t it just a vital sign detector?There are many people who have this thing.
Sun Yuechi was stunned and was just amused and wanted to argue, but before he could speak, the stall owner continued.
Even if you are the manager, where is your power armor?
Dynamic...powered armor?
To Ah, Zhang Datong looked at him with a strange look on his face. You said you are a manager, at least you have a power armor, right?
Sun Yuechi looked at him blankly.
Power armor and managers…
Is there an inevitable connection between the two?
Seeing that he was so down and out, he didn't seem to be able to take out that thing, Zhang Datong couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his eyes, and he didn't have the nerve to tell him that their manager could walk around in power armor without turning on the power supply.
Forget it, I guess you can't take it out either... Then there should be a mount, right?
I... Sun Yuechi's face turned red and couldn't say a word.
Not wanting to make things difficult for this guy, Zhang Datong waved his hand.
OK, okay, I have seen many people like you. Every now and then someone buys a blue jacket and comes here to cheat, saying that he is a resident of the shelter.Hey, this is my first time seeing you as a manager.I just think you are bragging. Let’s find someone else to brag, I don’t have time to accompany you.
Sun Yuechi held back what he said, glared at the smiley stall owner with a fierce look, turned around and walked away with his suitcase.
Speaking of which, the residents here feel stupid.
Fortunately, he was looking forward to it when he heard the rumors about the league, but he didn't expect it to be the case.
Something happened to me in my mind. Sun Yuechi, who walked to the door of the trading station, stopped and suddenly changed his mind to visit the manager directly.
perhaps……
That guy who is not smart is right.
Why not first go to the hotel in that highway town to buy a newspaper, secretly observe what the situation is here, and then make a decision...
……
Meanwhile, the highway town hotel is not far from the trading post.
Lisa, wearing an apron, walked through the crowd, placed the tray full of beer on the wooden table, and hurried to the kitchen.
Seeing the little girl busy, Old Hook couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
At first he just sympathized with the little girl's miserable life experience, but after spending time together for a long time, he unconsciously regarded her as his daughter.
It just so happens that he has no children.
Taking advantage of Lisa's rest, he called the diligent little girl and handed a small bag of silver coins to her hand.
I want you to take a few days off, so start tomorrow. This is your salary this month. I will come back to work after the celebration is over in three days.
Lisa was slightly stunned and asked in a low voice in panic.
Is there anything that I can't do well?
Old Hook grinned.
No, on the contrary, you did a good job, and it was because of this that you needed more rest. What's the point of not spending money if you made money?Go and buy yourself a few new clothes. Everyone in the refugee family is staring at me. I don’t want to be called the boss who exploits employees.
In order to avoid the rescued pity people being exploited by unscrupulous bosses, the Alliance's refugee home will regularly return the rescued persons who have obtained alliance resident status.
This is a proposed move by refuge residents.
It is said that the cause is that those nosy blue jackets found that a black-hearted company recruited a large number of workers with ulterior motives, and used their desire to become residents of the alliance to exploit them without bottom line.
Including without limitation, refusal to implement the declaration of the administrators on the Victory Day celebration, continuing to exploit workers in accordance with the old laws, allowing them to work on the production line for twelve consecutive hours without overtime pay.
The final result was also very satisfying. The manager told the guy to get out of the way, and this matter was even on the headlines of the Survivor Daily.
Shortly after that, the refugee family had an additional return visit system.
Of course, Old Hook was not worried about the return visit of the refugee home, nor was he worried about any bad rumors. After all, he asked himself that he had never done anything wrong.
He just felt that she should live a more sunny life at her age, and if he had children, he would want his children to be the same as hers.
Ah…Living in the sun.
What a luxury wish.
Old Hook suddenly felt a little moved in his heart. This was not the first time, and he even forgot that he was living in the wasteland.
After accepting the good intentions of the old man, Lisa held the purse in her palm and said in a low voice.
But...are you not very busy with the celebration?Is it really okay if I'm not here?
It's okay, Old Hook smiled and waved his hand, indicating that she didn't have to care, I would ask a few temporary workers to help.
The debt-headed eyes, who were sitting on the bar drinking beer, hiccupped their shaking right hand.
Can I sign up first?Or tell me when to send the task, and I am ready to grab the order.
Recognizing this regular visitor, Old Hook cursed with a smile.
you?I can't afford it, I want to leave some money for myself to support my old age.
Debt, who was lying next to the wine bottle, said with a frown.
20% off... Oh no, 50% off. Who will give me a job? Everything is fine, as long as you can make money.
Lao Bai patted his shoulder and said with a smile.
What's wrong, brother, are you down?
Irena, who was eating the lizard-tail skewers, looked at him with a funny face.
Not as much as Ah, how much can your hobby cost?
Get out of here.
The debt-ridden eyes turned red, as if he knew that these dogs must have wanted to blackmail him, so he took the lead and went back, but he didn't have the nerve to say that he had ruined all his money.
However, his good brother, the construction siteman, did not hide it for him and said it with a chuckle.
This guy bought more than a hundred nibble eaters.
More than a hundred chewers?!
After hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Good guy... Your intelligence attribute is not low.
One hundred nibblers have a hammer for use.
Ten thousand silver coins... Fang Chang touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, it seemed that it was not very expensive... It wouldn't be emptying him.
The price of a light cavalry exoskeleton is not very expensive for veteran A-test players, and at most it means medium.
The silver coin income of this game increases simultaneously with the contribution level and sequence level.
Irena also looked at her big eyes lying on the table suspiciously, always feeling that things were not that simple.
Sure enough, the construction site continued to slander with a smile.
It would be fine if it was just like this, but can my Big Eye Brother accept that his subordinates are all mentally retarded?That obviously can't be Ah!So this brother equipped each getter with a gun. Although it was an iron-tube rifle, 7mm bullets would have to be cost-effective, right?
Uh, that's true.Irena made up for it, it was indeed not a small number.
Yes?The construction site shrugged and continued, and, you know, the geeker usually stands there and remains motionless, so that he can barely maintain the balance of organic matter... According to his shocking way of playing, not only can he provide the ammunition consumption of those geekers, but also solve their nutritional problems.
OK, stop talking, I'm a second deal.The debt-in-minded eyes covered his face and were almost crying.
The boy on the construction site and the brick were not happy yet, and he smiled and hooked his shoulder.
Don't, brother, I haven't finished talking yet.
The debt-lossed eyes pushed the guy's hand away.
roll!I don't have you brother!
Lao Bai: Hahaha!
Everyone sitting in front of the bar talked and laughed. Seeing their good relationship, Lisa, who was holding the dining plate, couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips.
However, happiness in this world is always equal.
Some people are happy, others are worried.
Just as everyone was talking and laughing and helping Big-eye come up with bad ideas, a surprise scream suddenly sounded in the luxurious standard room in the other hall in the backyard.
What?!They won't sell it anymore?!
Ruts of varying thickness were drawn into chessboards on the ground, and a wide range of rare treasures piled up on the stalls to form hills.
Among them are eight-pack octopus-style robots produced from the Giant Stone Military Industry, watches and jewelry produced from the Hump Kingdom, general-purpose bionic maids and servants imported from the Ideal City, and even strange spices from the far-sea continent and soap produced by the Legion.
In short, there are only goods you can't imagine, and there is nothing you can't buy.
A long time ago, the market of Shuguang City changed its business model. While retaining the commodity trading points officially operated by the alliance, it leased the expanded trading space to individuals.
The stalls are renting local merchants and residents of shelters, as well as foreign merchants.
From the time when the wave had not yet begun, it gradually became lively as winter passed.
Especially now that the news of the end of the wave has spread, it has added a touch of festive color to the prosperity here.
Have you had any good news recently?
Stopped in front of a stall, the man in a gray long collar coat looked up at the decoration hanging in front of the stall and asked casually.
His complexion was slightly darker, with deep wrinkles on his brows and eyes, and he looked weather-beaten and was carrying a suitcase in his hand.
The stall owner glanced at him and felt that this man was a little distant. He thought he should have come from a long distance, so he said with a smile.
Dear managers led us to overcome the wave. Three days later, a celebration of victory will be held here. This is our old tradition. By the way, is this your first time here?
That's not, but the last time I came here, it was still a wilderness.The man glanced around and said with a helpless expression. Just now, I thought I had read the map wrong.
Looking at his inexplicable appearance, the stall owner said with a smile.
That must have been several years ago!Now this area is under the jurisdiction of the alliance, and it is no longer the wilderness ridge a few years ago.
Although I haven't returned here for years, men seem to be familiar with the word alliance, and obviously I have heard rumors about this area elsewhere.
I have heard that the manager of Shelter No. 404 led his residents to build a prosperous utopia on the wasteland. They not only want to unite all suffering survivors, but also vowed to end the wasteland era as their lifelong ideal…
The stall owner was embarrassed to smile.
Haha, it’s not as exaggerated as the rumors, but it’s OK… By the way, my friend, where did you come from?
The man said.
Southern waters.
The stall owner looked at him in surprise.
Southern waters?On the south...is it?I heard the scenery there is good.
It was too far away, and Haiya Province and Jinchuan Province were in turmoil, so he really didn't know much about it.
The man smiled bitterly and said with a helpless expression.
If you call the sea beast that can raise waves dozens of meters high altitude a landscape... then you should like that place.
The stall owner made a fuck, and said embarrassedly.
Haha, it seems that every family has a difficult sutra... If it is not included in the mother nest in the city center, the biggest guy here is the mount of the manager.
The man was stunned.
Sitting on... mount?
A claw of death, the stall owner had a hint of pride on his face, as if the person riding on the claw of death was himself. Even the powerful claw of death was crawling at his feet. There was nothing on this planet that he could not defeat... including the mother nest in the city center!
The man couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, wanting to laugh but feeling impolite, so he thought to himself that you have little knowledge.
However, the stall owner had a sentence that caught his attention.
What do you mean by saying he defeated his mother nest in the city center?
The stall owner said proudly.
It means literally that he killed the guy who couldn't even win the Battle of the Construction Committee. Not only this year's wave will not happen in the future.
The man looked at it in a daze and opened his chin slightly.
Killed...
How to kill that thing?!
He has been studying mutant slime mold for a few years. The change of that thing is that as long as there is a little bit of scum left, it will pop up endlessly, and every rebirth will make it more difficult than the last time.
In fact, this time he came for the mother nest, but the guy in front of him told him... that mother nest was killed?
Seeing the man standing there in a daze for a long time without talking, he kept asking questions, without any intention of buying things, the stall owner gradually lost interest in continuing to talk with him.
But in the end, he was opening the door to do business. With the idea of not offending others, he was embarrassed to drive them out directly, so he reminded him kindly.
If you want to know Dawn City, I suggest you buy the latest newspaper and then go to the highway town hotel at the door to order a beer and sit there.There will be no one to care about you all day in the lobby, and there will never be a shortage of people to chat with... The stories I heard from the mercenary merchants are much more exciting than what I heard here, especially the lame old Hook, who was here since Dawn City was still a wilderness.
Thanks, I will refer to your suggestions.The man seemed to have noticed that the stall owner was not interested in him, so he politely replied, ready to leave.
You're welcome, my name is Zhang Datong. If you need wholesale hardware tools or automatic rifles, you can find me... By the way, what do you do?
I am a manager.The man spoke honestly.
Manage... a manager?!The stall owner didn't react at first, and he was shocked until he repeated his words and widened his eyes.
Uh... But I'm not the manager here. Seeing the stall owner's face was dull, the man suddenly remembered something and said helplessly, "There is no intention of offense." Although I know that the manager has special meaning to you, there are actually more shelters in this world than you think."By the way, if I want to meet your manager...how should I see him?
Zhang Datong was stunned for a long time with his mouth open, calmed down, staring at the man with his eyes fixed on him.
...Really and false?Which shelter are you?
As if guessing that he would be suspicious, the man sighed, rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the slightly faded VM.
Sanctuary No. 70, manager Sun Yuechi.
However, what he didn't expect was that the stall owner didn't fall to the ground in surprise when he saw him take out the VM, but instead quickly lost interest.
What does this thing mean?Zhang Datong glanced at his mouth disdainfully, and his originally skeptical expression turned into deep suspicion. Isn’t it just a vital sign detector?There are many people who have this thing.
Sun Yuechi was stunned and was just amused and wanted to argue, but before he could speak, the stall owner continued.
Even if you are the manager, where is your power armor?
Dynamic...powered armor?
To Ah, Zhang Datong looked at him with a strange look on his face. You said you are a manager, at least you have a power armor, right?
Sun Yuechi looked at him blankly.
Power armor and managers…
Is there an inevitable connection between the two?
Seeing that he was so down and out, he didn't seem to be able to take out that thing, Zhang Datong couldn't help but feel a little contempt in his eyes, and he didn't have the nerve to tell him that their manager could walk around in power armor without turning on the power supply.
Forget it, I guess you can't take it out either... Then there should be a mount, right?
I... Sun Yuechi's face turned red and couldn't say a word.
Not wanting to make things difficult for this guy, Zhang Datong waved his hand.
OK, okay, I have seen many people like you. Every now and then someone buys a blue jacket and comes here to cheat, saying that he is a resident of the shelter.Hey, this is my first time seeing you as a manager.I just think you are bragging. Let’s find someone else to brag, I don’t have time to accompany you.
Sun Yuechi held back what he said, glared at the smiley stall owner with a fierce look, turned around and walked away with his suitcase.
Speaking of which, the residents here feel stupid.
Fortunately, he was looking forward to it when he heard the rumors about the league, but he didn't expect it to be the case.
Something happened to me in my mind. Sun Yuechi, who walked to the door of the trading station, stopped and suddenly changed his mind to visit the manager directly.
perhaps……
That guy who is not smart is right.
Why not first go to the hotel in that highway town to buy a newspaper, secretly observe what the situation is here, and then make a decision...
……
Meanwhile, the highway town hotel is not far from the trading post.
Lisa, wearing an apron, walked through the crowd, placed the tray full of beer on the wooden table, and hurried to the kitchen.
Seeing the little girl busy, Old Hook couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
At first he just sympathized with the little girl's miserable life experience, but after spending time together for a long time, he unconsciously regarded her as his daughter.
It just so happens that he has no children.
Taking advantage of Lisa's rest, he called the diligent little girl and handed a small bag of silver coins to her hand.
I want you to take a few days off, so start tomorrow. This is your salary this month. I will come back to work after the celebration is over in three days.
Lisa was slightly stunned and asked in a low voice in panic.
Is there anything that I can't do well?
Old Hook grinned.
No, on the contrary, you did a good job, and it was because of this that you needed more rest. What's the point of not spending money if you made money?Go and buy yourself a few new clothes. Everyone in the refugee family is staring at me. I don’t want to be called the boss who exploits employees.
In order to avoid the rescued pity people being exploited by unscrupulous bosses, the Alliance's refugee home will regularly return the rescued persons who have obtained alliance resident status.
This is a proposed move by refuge residents.
It is said that the cause is that those nosy blue jackets found that a black-hearted company recruited a large number of workers with ulterior motives, and used their desire to become residents of the alliance to exploit them without bottom line.
Including without limitation, refusal to implement the declaration of the administrators on the Victory Day celebration, continuing to exploit workers in accordance with the old laws, allowing them to work on the production line for twelve consecutive hours without overtime pay.
The final result was also very satisfying. The manager told the guy to get out of the way, and this matter was even on the headlines of the Survivor Daily.
Shortly after that, the refugee family had an additional return visit system.
Of course, Old Hook was not worried about the return visit of the refugee home, nor was he worried about any bad rumors. After all, he asked himself that he had never done anything wrong.
He just felt that she should live a more sunny life at her age, and if he had children, he would want his children to be the same as hers.
Ah…Living in the sun.
What a luxury wish.
Old Hook suddenly felt a little moved in his heart. This was not the first time, and he even forgot that he was living in the wasteland.
After accepting the good intentions of the old man, Lisa held the purse in her palm and said in a low voice.
But...are you not very busy with the celebration?Is it really okay if I'm not here?
It's okay, Old Hook smiled and waved his hand, indicating that she didn't have to care, I would ask a few temporary workers to help.
The debt-headed eyes, who were sitting on the bar drinking beer, hiccupped their shaking right hand.
Can I sign up first?Or tell me when to send the task, and I am ready to grab the order.
Recognizing this regular visitor, Old Hook cursed with a smile.
you?I can't afford it, I want to leave some money for myself to support my old age.
Debt, who was lying next to the wine bottle, said with a frown.
20% off... Oh no, 50% off. Who will give me a job? Everything is fine, as long as you can make money.
Lao Bai patted his shoulder and said with a smile.
What's wrong, brother, are you down?
Irena, who was eating the lizard-tail skewers, looked at him with a funny face.
Not as much as Ah, how much can your hobby cost?
Get out of here.
The debt-ridden eyes turned red, as if he knew that these dogs must have wanted to blackmail him, so he took the lead and went back, but he didn't have the nerve to say that he had ruined all his money.
However, his good brother, the construction siteman, did not hide it for him and said it with a chuckle.
This guy bought more than a hundred nibble eaters.
More than a hundred chewers?!
After hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Good guy... Your intelligence attribute is not low.
One hundred nibblers have a hammer for use.
Ten thousand silver coins... Fang Chang touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, it seemed that it was not very expensive... It wouldn't be emptying him.
The price of a light cavalry exoskeleton is not very expensive for veteran A-test players, and at most it means medium.
The silver coin income of this game increases simultaneously with the contribution level and sequence level.
Irena also looked at her big eyes lying on the table suspiciously, always feeling that things were not that simple.
Sure enough, the construction site continued to slander with a smile.
It would be fine if it was just like this, but can my Big Eye Brother accept that his subordinates are all mentally retarded?That obviously can't be Ah!So this brother equipped each getter with a gun. Although it was an iron-tube rifle, 7mm bullets would have to be cost-effective, right?
Uh, that's true.Irena made up for it, it was indeed not a small number.
Yes?The construction site shrugged and continued, and, you know, the geeker usually stands there and remains motionless, so that he can barely maintain the balance of organic matter... According to his shocking way of playing, not only can he provide the ammunition consumption of those geekers, but also solve their nutritional problems.
OK, stop talking, I'm a second deal.The debt-in-minded eyes covered his face and were almost crying.
The boy on the construction site and the brick were not happy yet, and he smiled and hooked his shoulder.
Don't, brother, I haven't finished talking yet.
The debt-lossed eyes pushed the guy's hand away.
roll!I don't have you brother!
Lao Bai: Hahaha!
Everyone sitting in front of the bar talked and laughed. Seeing their good relationship, Lisa, who was holding the dining plate, couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips.
However, happiness in this world is always equal.
Some people are happy, others are worried.
Just as everyone was talking and laughing and helping Big-eye come up with bad ideas, a surprise scream suddenly sounded in the luxurious standard room in the other hall in the backyard.
What?!They won't sell it anymore?!
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