This Game Is Too Realistic

After waiting until dark, Zhao Yongxu finally got the chance to talk to Chu Guang.

Auroville City Hall.

In the conference room, a group of people were sitting upright in front of the conference table.

Looking at the alliance managers sitting across the conference table, Zhao Yongxu thought that this negotiation would be quite difficult, but the actual situation was beyond his expectation.

Even he himself did not expect that he would reach a consensus with the alliance so quickly.

"The five major corporate groups plan to set up offices in Shuguang City. We plan to plan an embassy street in the east area of ​​Shuguang City. If you are interested, we can plan a 15X15 land for you as the boundary of the embassy and consulate."

Hearing the mention thrown from the other side, several envoys from Boulder City were obviously surprised in their eyes.

Are the five major corporate groups planning to set up offices here?

"When did they reach an agreement?" an officer of the militia group whispered, expressing the confusion in the hearts of many people.

They were obviously the ones who came first!

The two nobles from the inner city looked at each other and whispered to each other, probably exchanging opinions.

The expression on Zhao Yongxu's face did not change.

To be honest, he felt that 225 square meters was a bit small, but it was not unacceptable.

It’s not like he lives here anyway.

Moreover, being able to place the embassy next to corporate offices has only advantages and no disadvantages for Boulder City.

He cleared his throat, made a thoughtful expression on his face, and nodded after a while.

"I think it's ok. Also, I want to talk about it."

"Regarding the Heart of Steel, we will not enter your airspace, but we retain the right to freedom of navigation within our own airspace."

Looking at Captain Zhao sitting opposite, Chu Guang continued in an uncompromising tone.

"The residents of Boulder City need a sense of security, and so do the residents of Dawn City. The Alliance will not become anyone's vassal. Equality is the prerequisite for our dialogue."

Zhao Yongxu's brows twitched, and he took a deep breath and said.

"At a minimum, you must limit the use of artillery to 400 in the city center."

Even he himself didn't notice that he unconsciously used soliciting words.

Chu Guang tapped his index finger twice on the table, thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, except during waves."

The production cost of a 400-bore rocket was as much as 100 100-bore artillery shells. He had no intention of wasting ammunition.

In fact, even in the face of waves, the 400 main gun is definitely not an economical choice.

In complex urban terrain, the power of large-caliber artillery will be significantly affected by the marginal effect. Even if a deep hole is blasted out on the street, the street facing a building across the street may not be affected.

Creatures like slime mold, like the skeleton soldiers of the undead, have no concept of morale like players, and the psychological deterrent effect brought by large-caliber heavy artillery is completely ineffective.

The annual wave.

Instead of using it to test guns, it is better to leave it to players for server activity practice.

"Okay, except during the wave. After all, alien species are our common enemy."

Zhao Yongxu, who reluctantly made a concession and finally finished talking about this sensitive issue, felt his shoulders relax.

Consensus was also reached on the second issue.

On this most divisive issue, consensus was reached faster than he imagined.

But just when he was about to bring up the last issue brought by this mission to the alliance, Chu Guang directly said what was on his mind.

"Also, about our future relationship."

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Zhao Yongxu sat up straight unconsciously.

Chu Guang paused for a moment and continued.

"In order to enhance trust between us and eliminate suspicion among neighbors, we plan to hold a joint meeting of survivors on the last day of December every year."

That day happens to be New Year's Eve, so it can be arranged together with the New Alliance's New Year's Eve party.

This is something Chu Guang decided after discussing with other senior leaders of the alliance.

Having never heard of such a thing, Zhao Yongxu was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"what is that?"

Chu Guang explained patiently.

"It is a high-level summit covering politics, economy, culture, diplomacy, military and other fields. To put it simply, we tell you what we plan to do next year. You can also tell us what you plan to do next year. If we happen to think of If we work together, we will work together. It doesn’t matter if we don’t have any, we seek common ground while reserving differences, and each does his or her own thing without affecting each other.”

This sounds interesting?

And if I don’t tell you what I plan to do, wouldn’t I be able to get the alliance’s inside information for free?

Zhao Yongxu touched his chin, thinking a little cleverly.

He didn't know much about political matters, but from a military perspective, the value of intelligence was unquestionable.

Although he couldn't make a decision, he believed that the city lord would readily accept the proposal.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yongxu nodded generously and said with a smile.

"This is a good idea! I will convey it to the Lord of the City."

Chu Guangdan smiled.

He could roughly guess what this guy was thinking, but he didn't really care.

"Is there anything else?"

"have"

Zhao Yongxu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly realized that there seemed to be nothing left to say.

There are only three problems in total.

The embassy issue has been settled.

Regarding security issues, the alliance has promised not to use 400mm artillery in urban areas unless necessary.

Although this is a cliché, it is unrealistic to expect them to make further concessions. Even if he supports being tough on the alliance, he can't think of a better negotiation result.

For long-term relationship issues, the two parties have established a long-term communication mechanism. The plan proposed by this manager was obviously better than the advice he brought from Dulong.

Zhao Yongxu suddenly felt a little confused.

He seemed to have been seen through.

Can this guy read minds?

After swallowing the "yes" that came out of his mouth, Zhao Yongxu changed his words.

"Gone."

"It looks like we've reached a consensus."

Chu Guang nodded, closed the note in his hand without writing two lines, and then looked at the waiter standing aside.

The waiter understood the situation and stepped forward to send a letter to the six people sitting across the conference table.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Zhao Yongxu frowned.

"This is?"

"Invitation to the party."

"banquet?"

Looking at Zhao Yongxu with a blank expression, Chu Guangdan smiled and said.

"This is the custom of our shelter. No matter what the outcome of the conversation is, guests cannot leave with an empty stomach. There will be a dinner at the Alliance Banquet Hall at six o'clock tonight. If you are not in a hurry, you might as well go back after dinner."

Several messengers sitting in front of the conference table exchanged unexpected glances and whispered a few words.

Especially those nobles from the inner city, this was a novel experience for them.

"Banquet? Survivors in the northern suburbs also hold banquets?"

"There's nothing strange about this, but I'm curious about what they will bring out at the banquet."

"Grilled lizard tail?"

"Ah"

Banquets are not uncommon in Boulder City. The idle and bored nobles often use banquets to pass the time. The name of the banquet can be a birthday, a rare and expensive collectible, or even a bottle of red wine.

However, a banquet held by officials, and in the name of diplomacy, was a novel experience for them.

After all, until a few months ago, they didn't even have a formal foreign affairs department, and all matters related to the outside world were left to the city hall in the outer city to take care of.

Zhao Yongxu didn't care what he was going to eat for a while, but he was more concerned about another thing.

"Will business representatives also participate?" he asked seriously.

"Of course, this was originally prepared for them." Chu Guang paused, feeling that it was not tactful enough to speak so bluntly, so he naturally added at the end, "If you had told us in advance, we would have done the same. It will also be prepared for you.”

However, Captain Zhao, sitting opposite him, seemed not to care about such trivial matters at all.

Those eyes were shining brightly, and he said immediately without even half a second of hesitation.

“We will be there!”

It's not just him.

Including the two officers and three nobles from the inner city sitting next to him, their eyes were full of fire.

Looking at the expressions on their faces, Chu Guangbujin fell into deep thought.

It seems that I still underestimated the yearning for Paris among the rich people in North Africa.

Misstep.

I should have known the charge.

The Alliance's banquet hall is located in the center of the main city of Dawn City, in the central area of ​​the original long-term farm, only one street away from the city hall and the player's save point.

The boxy building is entirely made of concrete. Although it looks like marble, it is actually just painted with a layer of milky white plaster on the outside.

The five-meter-high arch allows even Deathclaws to enter. The gear badge hanging on the door is part of the Alliance flag and is the most decorated medal issued by the Alliance Army.

The simple and elegant aesthetics are similar to those of the alliance's weapons, but the interior decoration of the building is unique and not at all as subtle as the LD47 receiver.

The masonry tiles reflect the dome's splendid chandeliers, and several marble sculptures are placed in the corners.

The decorations were salvaged from scraps and repolished and waxed to look like new.

The spacious main banquet hall can accommodate thousands of people dining at the same time if all the long tables are filled.

The building was started at about the same time as the Union's town hall, but was only recently completed and had been used only once, just last night.

The banquet arrangements that had been prepared just for the triumphal celebration had not yet been cancelled.

After receiving the news of the banquet guests, the concierge staff in charge of the banquet immediately summoned people to move 12 round tables and removed most of the long tables for collective dining, leaving only two rows against the wall for table settings. Put out self-service drinks, desserts and cold cuts.

The band that participated in the celebration just last night was invited back to play the music that they played last night again.

Sit at the round table.

A paunchy noble looked at the menu in his hand and touched the back of his head in surprise.

"These blue coats are quite elegant."

He originally thought that the food of these country bumpkins in the northern suburbs was as shabby as the fly taverns in the outer city of Boulder City, but he did not expect that it was completely beyond his expectation.

Dinner was varied.

Cold dishes include white-cut chicken, thin-cut two-head beef, garlic cucumber shreds, etc.

Hot dishes include squirrel carp, braised lion head, and roast duck

The more than a dozen creative dishes are even more exciting, such as salt-grilled lantern fish, braised warship shrimp, cracked claw crab cakes, creamy potato mash, monster steak, etc.

The variety is dizzying.

In addition, there are also freshly baked desserts, mushroom clouds sprinkled with chocolate chips, small cakes exuding the scent of butter, and cookies that look ordinary but have hidden secrets.

Sid, who was standing at the long table on one side of the hall, widened his eyes in surprise.

What surprised him was not the dishes, but the bottle of red wine on the table.

At this time, a strange voice came from the side.

"Judging from the hot stamping on the bottle, this bottle of red wine should be produced in the Glover Winery on the Barron Peninsula. Its price is at least three times its weight in gold. The red wine and dairy products on the West Coast are as well as the slaves that abound there. As famous as it is, it rarely crosses the desert to the east of the continent. I guess it belongs to General McClung’s collection.”

Sid looked sideways and saw a slightly familiar man standing next to him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Sid asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Who are you?"

"Liszt, chairman of Liszt Trading Company, this is my business card." Liszt introduced himself calmly and handed over the business card in his hand.

After accepting the business card, Sid glanced at it, and a hint of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes.

He seems to have heard of this name. It is said that he was a merchant at first, and later made a small fortune by doing business with the alliance, and became a noble.

It is not difficult to change the identity of a noble in the inner city of Boulder City. You only need to pay enough chips and buy a room in the inner building to add your name to the "resident list".

However, obtaining the status of a noble does not mean that you can integrate into their circle.

These new nobles who spent money to come in are completely different from the old nobles like them, and they have no access to the core of power in Boulder City.

What's more, judging from the look of this guy, he probably hasn't even lived in a building in the inner city for a few days.

In contrast, what he cares more about are the "real aristocrats" who come from the enterprise.

But what is depressing is that those people are sitting at a round table with the alliance managers, busy showing off their food, and have no intention of getting up from their chairs.

His legs were almost numb standing here, and he didn't wait for the chance to talk to those people alone.

Is it that delicious?

Unconsciously glancing at the round table in the distance, Sid couldn't help but frown.

He is so interested in country people’s food.

For a moment, he felt a little disillusioned with his imagination of the ideal city.

It seems like nothing more than that

Reading the disapproval of him on the face of the man in front of him, Liszt just smiled but said nothing.

As a businessman, he didn't care what these idiots with their noses sticking up to the sky thought of him.

Anyway, everyone looks the same to each other.

"All the five major groups of the enterprise have sent representatives here. It seems that something big is going to happen in the River Valley Province."

"uh-huh."

Sid snorted.

Is it necessary to deliberately mention something like this that even scavengers can see?

Liszt paused and continued.

"The news I just heard is that the company plans to invest and set up factories here."

"Invest to set up a factory?" Sid glanced at him unexpectedly and smiled, "And then take the produced products to an ideal city 3,000 kilometers away? Is there anything there?"

Liszt said patiently.

"There are many forms of interests, and there are many means to achieve the goal. I can't guess what agreements the administrator has reached with the distant ideal city, but the company is obviously not doing charity by spending so much money on doing so many things."

"oh?"

Sid's eyes flickered slightly. Although he still showed disapproval, he was obviously interested.

Liszt continued while the iron was hot.

"The expedition to Luoxia Province is almost certain. Only by removing the legion's outpost east of the desert can all future troubles be eradicated once and for all. After that, in order to prevent the legion from resurrecting, the company will definitely unite with the alliance and send troops to the desert. The garrison consolidates the fruits of victory.”

"I heard that those man-made oases surrounded by forbidden areas of life are like small islands in the ocean, where the soil is flowing with milk and honey, and there are no alien disturbances."

There was finally obvious interest in Sid's eyes, and he no longer concealed the excitement in his expression.

"Can you elaborate?"

"Of course," looking at his eager look, Liszt smiled and patted the old nobleman's arm and said softly, "I just heard these stories too. If you are interested, we can have a good chat. "

Just as Liszt was drawing the pie that Chu Guang had drawn for him and pulling Sid toward the table of the Boulder City envoys, on the round table of the enterprise not far away, people sitting around the table People are stuffing delicious food into their mouths hungrily.

Wu Mu's eyes widened, he fiddled with the preserved eggs sprinkled with minced garlic on the dinner plate with his fork, and said with a look of amazement.

"What animal laid this egg?"

Tastes like jelly!

As a senior salesperson of Changge Group, Wu Mu has been to many places and tasted many strange and weird delicacies.

However, this was the first time I saw this special food.

Chu Guang, who was sitting aside, smiled and said.

"Actually, these are ordinary duck eggs, but they have been treated with a special process. We call them preserved eggs."

Li Changkong touched his chin thoughtfully, picked up a piece with a fork, smelled it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It has such a special taste. It turns out to be duck eggs. Can you tell me what the processing technique is?"

Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.

The formula is nothing to keep secret.

That is to say, I am afraid that speaking out will affect everyone's appetite.

"I'm not sure about this."

The representative of the ideal group nodded, did not ask further questions, and continued to taste the food on another plate.

Yi Chuan, who was sitting on the right side of Chu Guang, said with emotion while wiping his hands with a tissue.

"Now I finally understand why that guy Li De specifically mentioned the delicious food here in his application."

He had finished showing off the braised warship shrimp that had just been filled on the plate, and there was only a pile of shrimp shells left on the plate.

incredible!

These ugly alien species can be cooked so deliciously by these people.

Before setting off, he was worried that the food here might cause gastrointestinal discomfort if he was not used to it, so he specially brought two boxes of freeze-dried food and two boxes of stomach medicine.

Now it seems that at least the previous concern can be dispelled.

Yun You, who was sitting at the other end of the round table, didn't speak. She was putting biscuits into her mouth one after another, her eyes filled with surprise and astonishment.

The expression that seemed to be glowing seemed to be tasting something.

After asking the waiter to help change the plates, Yi Chuan looked at Chu Guang and asked while waiting for the food to be served, "Do you eat so well every day?"

"Of course not, we only take out these things when entertaining distinguished guests. However, the ingredients of these food are not expensive, and they can be seen in many restaurants."

After a pause, Chu Guang smiled and said.

"If you are interested in our daily diet, you might as well go shopping on North Street in Dawn City. There are many special snacks there."

Wu Mu interrupted excitedly.

"I know! They're called steamed buns and dumplings, right?"

"That's one of our breakfasts."

Chu Guang smiled and nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked.

"Speaking of which, where are those two from Kangmao Group?"

Not knowing whether to address the two gentlemen or ladies, he simply omitted the title.

Hearing Chu Guang ask about the two of them, Yi Chuan's expression became a little subtle.

"They don't really need to worry about them. Their code doesn't contain malicious elements, it's just overzealous."

Wu Mu on the side also said with a hearty smile.

"That's right, don't worry about those two androids. Their core code has no violation records so far. You can rest assured about this."

Those white and neat teeth reminded Chu Guang of a certain toothpaste advertisement.

"That's it, then I'll be relieved."

Chu Guang smiled and nodded, lightly swiping his index finger on the VM screen twice, calmly signaling Xiao Qi to keep an eye on the two of them.

This is not out of distrust of allies.

Just in case.

It is not that there are no activities of androids in the Alliance, such as Old Brown's daughter and wife, and Lyra in Vault 101.

However, these bionic people all have a common characteristic, that is, they have low awareness of autonomy and will not actively participate in human social activities.

Unless otherwise ordered from the owner.

The expression on Yi Chuan's face made Chu Guang a little concerned, and he couldn't help but wonder what those two people were planning to do.

And while he was curious, Hanshuang and Eclipse, wearing silver cloaks, were walking on the busiest North Street in Dawn City.

It was a hot summer day, so the two people's conservative attire was a bit special, and people around them frequently cast curious glances at them.

Hanshuang was also observing the passers-by, and maintained silent communication with Sun Eclipse walking aside on the communication channel.

"Look, these poor humans, their clothes are like dust on a computer case and their health is like the eclipse of a flashing alarm light. Here's an opportunity for us. We're going to give them a life to eat and a mouth to feed. A prosperous day when you don’t have to reach out to get clothes.”

There was no change visible on the expressionless face, but the beating electrons on the chip were beating with an exciting frequency.

The eclipse boy's eyes flickered slightly, and he answered after thinking for half a second.

"The idea is correct, but we don't have the means of production and we don't have the production function. What should we do?"

Frost: "First, we need to win this war and control the man-made oasis in the desert so we can get the food to feed them."

Eclipse: "There are omissions in the plan. According to existing intelligence, nearly one million people live in the man-made oasis closest to us, and the probability of a surplus in food output is low."

Hanshuang: "Understood, the plan needs to be improved."

The two continued to exchange esoteric topics while observing the nearby streets.

The prosperity here is less than one ten thousandth of that of Ideal City, but precisely because of this, it is more suitable to implement their plans than Ideal City.

As long as it takes a shorter time and lower cost to make the people here more satisfied than in the ideal city, they will have sufficient arguments to prove that they are the best solution among countless alternatives for reviving Ming Dynasty.

However

There is also a problem. "Satisfaction" is an abstract concept, and the "prosperity" generated by it is even more difficult to define using a fixed algorithm.

Therefore, before making a complete plan, the first thing to do is to observe.

At this moment, the two people walking on the bustling street suddenly came face to face with a strange combination of three people and a bear.

Riding on Rourou's shoulders, Tail's eyes suddenly lit up, and he spotted the two of them in the crowd at a glance.

"Oh! Si! It's an NPC I've never seen before!"

"Its skin is so cool." Rourou, who was being ridden, said with an equally surprised look on his face.

Hanshuang was slightly confused, stopped and looked at the white bear in front of him.

Although I didn’t understand what the bear just said,

"Why can bears talk?"

"Eh!? Isn't it common knowledge that white bears can talk?"

That surprised expression didn't seem to be fake at all.

So that Sun Eclipse, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but be stunned. For a moment, he even doubted whether there was something wrong with the information in the intelligence database.

Looking at Tails with a confident look on his face, Hanshuang pondered for a moment and nodded.

"It turns out that such a white bear can talk. It is common knowledge in the River Valley Province."

Weird knowledge.

However, it can also be used as a reference.

"Put the Rourou thing aside for now. It looks like you are looking for something. Are you worried about anything? Do you need Tails' help?" Tails looked at it expectantly, with the light of a mission master shining in his eyes.

Task!

Hidden mission! !

Hanshuang was stuck for a while, unable to analyze the expressions on the faces of the humans in front of him, let alone understand what the strange grammar was trying to express, so he could only try to ask.

"You need help?"

The tail shook its head into a rattle.

"NoNoNo, it's you who need help! You're welcome, just tell Tai Tai!"

Hanshuang: "?"

Sisi's expression became a little subtle.

always feel

This android is not as smart as her Awei.

"Could it be that the NPC code hasn't been completed yet?" Zhimahu looked at Sisi in confusion.

The conversation between the two was not on the same channel at all.

Sisi thought for a moment and nodded.

"Well, that possibility can't be ruled out."

After all, it is in the closed beta stage, so even if there are some unreasonable things, it is understandable.

NPCs will occasionally make confusing speeches. In this case, either they have used the wrong syntax, or the other party's program has not been compiled completely.

In most cases, these two problems occur at the same time.

I don't know what they were talking about with the android, but Taili's face suddenly showed a shy expression.

"Then can you please put on a maid outfit and give it to Sisikangkang?"

Seeing his good friend jumping sideways repeatedly on the edge of the player's manual, Sisi knew that he could no longer sit idly by.

Sighing, she pulled her tail back from the confused android and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, my Awei has caused trouble for you."

With that said, no matter how much Tails protested, Sisi and Sesame Lake tied her to the bear's back in tacit agreement.

Even though his face was buried in the furry bear fur, he still couldn't stop his protesting voice from coming out.

"Damn it, why do you want to stop it?"

"You will be banned for harassing NPCs. Do you want to be banned like Mosquito for this kind of thing?"

After hearing these words, the voice that was so brave a second ago finally softened.

"Ugh, stingy."

"It's difficult, I'll dress it for you to see."

"!!!"

Looking blankly at the group of people walking away, one after another intermittent data streams flashed through Hanshuang's eyes.

After a while, it lowered its head in thought.

"So the key to reviving Ming Dynasty is the maid uniform?"

Eclipse slowly moved his gaze to look at it.

"I think the confidence level of the information also needs to be carefully considered before drawing conclusions."

"It makes sense. We should collect more samples instead of unilaterally accepting the opinions of one party. However, this can be used as a clue."

The child's hole flickered slightly, Hanshuang nodded, and the circuit board hidden deep in his chest was boiling with energetic current.

"Eclipse, this is an opportunity for us."

Sun Eclipse paused for many seconds and nodded slowly in confusion.

"good"

Thanks to the leader of "Kangkang Poor Ghost" for the reward! ! !