This Game Is Too Realistic

no doubt.

These people are truly crazy.

The most expensive item is not the maid outfit, but a Gothic dress with lots of lace and complicated patterns.

The pure black tone and semi-transparent veil made the model who was trying it on look full of mystery, like a girl standing in the fog, and also made the guests at the scene exclaim that it was incredible.

It's not the technology that's incredible. In fact, it's not really any special technology.

Even its design style and concept can be found similar in the history of People's Federation.

However, just like the maid costume, they are similar but not the same. They are a truly "new" gadget and an original art genre.

This is a bit surprising.

"It's unbelievable...a shelter located inland with a three-digit number actually has more than 7 unique clothing design styles!"

"Minimalism in color and complexity in form... interesting, really interesting."

"That dress with slits on the side is also pretty good. It really highlights your figure, but the color is too bright. It would be better if it were changed to white or silver gray."

"I heard these clothes are all handmade."

"It's incredible! How did they figure it out?"

"I even believe now that the ancestors of Vault 404 are a group of artists..."

Surprised conversations arose one after another in the venue, and those holding placards became red-faced.

The price soon doubled.

Mole, who was standing on the edge of the venue, swallowed and couldn't help but rant.

"Is it true that white and black things can be sold at sky-high prices here?"

Fang Chang's expression was a little subtle.

"Well... there is another premise. You have to make the other person like you, or at least not hate you."

The legion's robes are black. Whether it is the Space Marine Corps or the Youth Corps, they all like to hang a black cape on the back of the bulletproof armor.

Including their navy blue military uniforms and black combat uniforms.

The costumes of those people are not flattering here.

After spending a day here, he could clearly feel that supporting the Alliance in Ideal City had become politically correct.

Even people from the Endpoint Group had to beat around the bush when expressing their position - "We are not opposed to supporting the alliance, we are just opposed to the war itself", "Look, I am also someone who raised a sign, why do you blame me?" A lackey of the legion?”

Find out the needs and weaknesses of the other party, and use them appropriately without making the other party annoying...

Thinking of this, Fang Chang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Worthy of being a manager.

We’ve even reached this step!

Compared with clothing, the price of food is slightly lower.

People here don’t seem to care much about the value of the items themselves, but more about the cultural added value of the items.

The cultural added value of food is difficult to intuitively feel with the naked eye. It can only be experienced by the taste buds after trying it.

But even so, Irena's Lao Gan Daddy beef sauce still fetched a friendly price of 2000cr.

Mosquito's Laokeng Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles take advantage of their large size, with a box being photographed for 5,000cr... Although that box just looks like a lot, it actually doesn't weigh much.

As for the "Quqi" biscuits, they were quite unpopular. Just one box was auctioned for a whopping price of 10,000 cr!

Fang Chang secretly took notes on v and planned to share his findings on the official website after he was offline for a while.

"...The mainstream ideology of the enterprise is difficult to fathom. They are indeed more equal than most survivor settlements, but the inequality is also obvious. Compared to the Legion, they can be classified as pro-foreign, but the xenophobia is also visible to the naked eye. visible."

"The local society is culturally inclusive, and products with high cultural added value are more likely to sell for astronomical prices than products with high-tech value added. At the same time, professional combat players can buy products with higher technical content at relatively cheap prices here. Equipment. For example, the Miner series exoskeleton, there is no contribution point limit here, but how to transport it after buying it is a problem. "

"By the way, selling bionic organs for six or even seven figures in Boulder City only costs five figures here. However, in different markets, the value of currency cannot be determined by a stable exchange rate. In terms of conversion, the specific difference in purchasing power is difficult to compare.”

"My advice to professional players, if possible, I recommend opening a hotpot restaurant and ramen restaurant here. Once the alliance reaches a currency swap agreement with the company, the cr exchange window will be opened soon, and it may even affect the exchange ratio of silver coins to chips! "

"However, visas are a big issue. Only employees of companies are allowed to establish branches. Even if outsiders obtain a work visa, they can only engage in specific jobs, otherwise they will be deported. You must be careful about this!"

In just one hour, Fang Chang had already typed out a strategy of more than 1,000 words.

Glancing at the stunned mole next to him, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

hehe.

I'll kill you.

…

Auction ends.

After the entire auction, the total transaction amount reached an astonishing 80 million cr!

Equivalent to a quarter of the amount of corporate aid to the alliance!

Compared with the 30 million aid for industrial facilities out of the 300 million aid, the 80 million cr is more than twice as high.

When Shuyu just returned to Dawn City from Boulder City, he got a list from the manager.

Those are priority import items summarized by representatives from various industries based on the list of importable items provided by the company.

Including a hydrogen plasma smelting production line worth 17 million cr.

Different from free arc, this branch of technology belongs to compressed arc, which can not only smelt metal materials, but also accommodate non-metallic materials. It is mainly used in the smelting of special steels, high-temperature alloys, and refractory metals, etc.

Not only that, this production process can also use a water-cooled crystallizer to achieve "sequential solidification" of metals or alloys to obtain high-quality crystallized structures.

Although similar technologies exist on Earth, they are not widely used due to issues such as cost and immature technology. Counting various types of metals, the global annual production adds up to less than 30,000 tons.

As for the production line on the list, if the supply of raw materials is sufficient, the monthly output alone is enough to reach more than 50,000 tons, and the demand for labor is far lower than the production line imported by the Alliance from Boulder City.

For enterprises, the number of obsolete production lines and consumer goods produced is also astronomical.

A brand new plasma smelting production line is worth at least 50 million cr, and if it is energy-saving, environmentally friendly and too active hydrogen plasma, the price can reach 100 million cr.

Even if it is a second-hand product, 17 million cr is considered a friendly price.

In addition to the hydrogen plasma smelting production line, there is also a set of chemical industry equipment worth 30 million cr, which can increase the alliance's current mainstream chemical industry product production capacity by 200%, reduce energy consumption by 30%, and reduce hazardous waste by more than 60%.

It is no exaggeration to say that with this 80 million donation, the alliance's total industrial output value can at least quadruple!

By that time, the core contradiction limiting the development of the alliance will no longer be production technology.

But resources!

But there is actually no need to worry about this.

Through the trade node of Boulder City, the alliance can obtain half of the resources of Jinchuan Province.

After the war in Luoxia Province ends, at least half of Luoxia Province will be included in the alliance's sphere of influence.

The resources in the desert are no less than those in the south. The unique climatic conditions of the major oases can become natural granaries, and the great desert to the west of Luoxia is a cemetery of civilization with endless horizons.

I heard that half of the sand blown from there is brown iron oxide, and the resource density there is even more exaggerated than a landfill like the Red River Alliance.

Of course, the premise of everything is to win.

Only by continuing to win will this snowball get bigger and bigger.

After calming down his shocked expression, Shuyu looked at Yue Qian, who was sitting opposite, with emotion.

"I really don't know how to thank you enough...this funding is so important to us."

Yue Qian smiled softly and said pleasantly.

"Compared to money, friendship that money cannot buy is more important to us. It is our honor to be able to help you, but... I still want to ask on behalf of the residents of Ideal City, when do you plan to send troops? ?”

"The combat plan will be implemented after the supply line is completed, which should be in mid-August if nothing else happens... Didn't you know?" Shuyu glanced at him in surprise.

Regarding the attack time, the company and the league should have already communicated.

Yue Qian coughed lightly.

"Is it mid-August? I've heard a little about it, but the information is not accurate... The information between our different departments is not completely communicated. The Yichuan who is going to support you is directly responsible to the Supreme Council, and I am also .”

Shuyu nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help but think about whether his previous words were appropriate.

Yue Qian didn't say anything else, he just ended the topic without leaving a trace, and then curiously inquired about the customs and customs in the southern part of the River Valley Province.

At the same time, Fang Chang, who was in the venue not far away, finally got rid of the young master and the wealthy daughter who were pestering him, and pulled Mole, who looked envious and jealous, to the rest area.

The Mole complained all the way.

"Damn it, I don't understand. I am also a regiment leader after all. Why am I not as popular as you?"

Regarding this question, Fang Chang thought seriously for a moment and answered seriously.

"Maybe it's...a problem with the face?"

"Ugh, vomit, vomit." The mole made a vomiting gesture and covered his stomach in an exaggerated manner.

Looking at this guy's exaggerated acting skills, Fang Chang chuckled.

In fact, it makes no difference to such a person whether he is a regiment commander or an ordinary soldier.

He knew very well that although handsomeness was one of the reasons, it was more because of the video that shocked Ideal City and the almost legendary record.

Climbing into the barrel of the 400mm main gun and coming out unharmed, he was just like the hero in a popcorn action movie!

Of course, Fang Chang believed that if their managers came here to visit, those enthusiastic and beautiful girls would go even crazier.

Even if you ignore the close-ups that were deliberately reserved for him, the character of "conquering the claws of death" is unusual enough.

"What is this?"

Sitting down on the sofa, Fang Chang's eyes fell on the glasses on the table beside him, and he curiously took them in his hand and played with them.

The mole sitting next to him also showed an interested expression and touched his chin and pondered for a while.

"It looks a bit like the glasses worn by the NPC named Yun You... could they be some kind of smart connection device?"

"let me try."

Fang Chang put his glasses on the bridge of his nose and fumbled with his index finger on the frame. There was a slight tremor on his fingertips, which must have triggered a switch.

The light blue light particles quickly dispersed into one piece, engulfing the surroundings like ocean waves.

Just when he thought it was some kind of AR effect, in the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in a completely different world.

Yes.

He was standing, but a second ago he was still sitting on the sofa.

Fang Chang raised his eyes and saw the warm sunshine shining on his face. What he saw was the endless grassland.

The tips of young grass floated gently in the breeze, swaying his bangs.

Unfortunately, the monotonous smell and distorted touch do not feel real at all.

Even though the image that caught his eye had indeed reached the level of photography, Fang Chang standing on the grassland could still clearly feel that he was an empty model and that this body did not belong to him.

This feeling is completely opposite to "Wasteland OL".

In the world of "Wasteland OL", although everything is filtered, he can clearly feel that he is alive and the NPCs are alive. Even though he knew very well that it was a virtual world, he could still feel that it was a living virtual world.

And here is the world.

It’s more like living virtually.

But even so, it was enough to shock Fang Chang.

"Awesome..."

He squatted on the ground and touched the lawn, then let go of his legs and ran forward for a while, wandering around like a child, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

I didn’t expect that I would not only be able to play virtual reality games in my lifetime, but I would even be able to play virtual reality games within virtual reality games.

What kind of infinite nesting doll is this?

Or is this actually an undeveloped map, or a game with a completely different style?

Just when Fang Chang was about to continue exploring, the touch on his arm interrupted his thoughts and his connection.

The whole world turned into light blue light particles, like broken puzzle pieces scattered into a patch of flying butterflies.

Returned to the lounge.

Fang Chang, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled and noticed the culprit who woke him up - the hand holding his arm.

After glaring at Mole, Fang Chang said angrily.

"What are you doing?"

"Someone is looking for you." Mole glanced to his left.

Fang Chang turned his head and looked in the direction of Brother Mole's line of sight. He saw a waiter in formal attire standing there respectfully.

Seeing Fang Chang looking this way, he said in a gentle voice.

"Mr. Fang Chang, someone asked me to bring you a letter."

Fang Chang was stunned for a moment.

"Letter? Who gave it to me?"

"Miss Li Shuyue, one of the guests at the party, said she wanted to discuss something with you. This is the letter she asked me to send." While speaking, he took out a letter and handed it to Fang Chang.

After taking the letter, before Fang Chang had time to open it, he felt the needle-like gaze on his back and couldn't help but shudder.

Looking back at the resentful Mole, he said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"How about...you go for me?"

After giving the guy a roll of his eyes, Mole snatched the virtual reality glasses from his hand and put them on his nose.

"Go away and go alone!"

…

In the distant desert, a caravan is stationed in the endless wilderness.

Although in theory it is better to travel at night, the desert at night is not safe at all.

The poisonous insects and beasts that had crawled under the gravel during the day were now crawling out to look for food.

I heard that some arthropods are so large and ferocious that even the death claws have to stay away.

Sitting next to the campfire, Zhanjiang was wrapped in a thick blanket, sitting opposite Adan.

Colway did not completely trust these businessmen and told him privately that one of them must stay awake and take turns keeping vigil.

Battlefield certainly wouldn't object.

It just so happened that he also needed an opportunity to interact with A Dan alone, so he took the initiative to apply for duty in the middle of the night.

It can be seen that this Adan is also full of interest in him, so he took the initiative to come here.

"What does the oasis in Luoxia Province look like?" Battlefield randomly found a topic and asked.

Stirring the fire with a branch, Adan thought for a moment and said.

"It is vast and fertile for thousands of miles. There is plenty of fresh water, suitable temperature, and abundant light. It is a rare fertile soil in this wasteland. Even if the locals do nothing, they can still rely on wild fruits and melons to eat. Full...compared to the Bugla Free State, it is simply paradise."

Adan squinted his eyes and looked at the silent sand dunes in the distance, seeming to be lost in distant memories.

After a moment, he said.

"...But there is a war going on there, so you may not be able to see it at its most beautiful."

Battlefield asked with interest.

"You seem to know it very well, is it because you go there often?"

Adan nodded and said in a casual tone.

"I have been doing business with Prince Winter of the Lion Kingdom for more than ten years. More than half of his elite troops are armed by my caravan. I even know how many sets of exoskeletons they have."

Suddenly, perhaps realizing the identity of this pangolin, he added another sentence.

"Of course, compared to those feudal lords, it is more cost-effective to do business with the Legion... I really hope I have the opportunity to go to Triumph City to take a look in this life. I heard that the ground is full of gold and the house is full of jewelry."

Gold is not uncommon in the wasteland, but a sufficient amount of gold is another matter.

Zhanjie smiled in his heart, but made no expression on his face.

He knew that the man in front of him was not truly loyal to the Legion, but he happened to be the same.

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the silent night.

Zhanjiang, who was warming up by the fire, felt nervous. He put out the bonfire with quick eyes and hands, and at the same time grabbed the rifle beside him.

A Dan, who was opposite him, was equally nervous, but he didn't panic and kept mumbling in a low voice.

"Type 11 cavalry rifle, rotating receiver, 7 caliber..."

His expression gradually became serious.

"It's the Lion King's patrol!"

Battlefield frowned.

"We were discovered?"

Adan shook his head.

"No...the gunfire was at least 2 kilometers away. They must have encountered some other trouble. Maybe they were predators or alien species."

Whatever it is.

Now is not the time to hesitate.

The Wargo stood up and loaded his Falcon assault rifle.

"I'll tell Colway to get up, and you go prepare to pack your things. We must move immediately."

"No need, the sound of the horse's hooves was so loud, I woke up long ago..."

Shaking his groggy head, Colway walked out of the tent.

Gunfire continued in the distance, and he obviously heard it.

After calming down and looking at the pangolin and Adan who were waiting for orders, he calmly thought for a moment and spoke.

"It's 2 kilometers. If those people were riding horses or camels, it would be easy to catch up with us, even if we throw away all the supplies."

Adan asked with a frown.

"What's your opinion?"

Colway said decisively.

"Lend me a few people and let's go take a look!"

Since it was not him who discovered it, it meant that those people had encountered other troubles.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to deal with them is the safest option.

Adan nodded seriously and made a gesture to his mercenary leader.

"You take eight brothers and follow our friends to the front to have a look."

The burly man with dark skin nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

"Yes, boss!"

The nine caravan guards, plus Corvey and Pangolin, formed an eleven-man formation and quickly moved towards the hills in the distance.

Colway was also armed, holding an Eagle assault rifle.

Judging from his experienced skills, he had obviously been on the front line and was probably an officer who worked from the grassroots level.

"...This place is different from the Valley Province. There are very few bunkers in the desert. Remember to stay hidden and rely on reverse slopes to fight."

After listening to Colway's instructions, he nodded warily, maintaining his taciturn character, and replied.

"Um."

Colway gave no more instructions.

He believed that this man who could even hunt down Death Claws on his own would not be able to handle a few patrols.

The group of people moved toward the reverse slope of the dune, crawled on the ground, and carefully climbed toward the top of the dune.

The sound of gunfire in the distance became more and more urgent.

In the flickering firelight, the people crawling on the sand dunes vaguely saw a huge figure.

It was a huge earthworm.

Its body is as thick as a towering ancient tree. The length of more than ten meters is just a section that emerged from it, and there is still an unknown amount of half buried in the ground.

Perhaps it was disturbed from sleep by those cavalry. It was twisting its huge body, like a dragon rolling over a river, stirring up billowing sand, dust and loess.

The warlord opened his eyes wide and saw a dozen cavalrymen being turned upside down by the monster. One cavalryman and his camel were swallowed into the belly of a bloody maw.

This wild monster is a bit awesome.

Even if he is thrown into the "Tide" team, he can be regarded as an elite evolution body.

However, Qingquan City is full of reinforced concrete, so this guy may not be able to drill through it...

In just a few breaths, more than half of the cavalry team was dead or injured. The captain looked like a man shouting loudly, anxiously calling for his subordinates to get out of the monster's attack range.

"Sandworm! The spirit of the sand sea is above... It's a sandworm!" Lying next to the warlord, the dark-skinned man was digging into the gravel with his right hand, fear flashing in his eyes.

Another caravan guard also cursed.

"... Damn it, it's actually this thing. Fortunately, we didn't leave this area."

One of the guards frowned.

"Something's wrong...How come those patrols don't know there are sandworms here?"

The dark man thought for a moment and said.

"Maybe they acted too hastily, maybe they didn't patrol this area."

Although sandworms have a terrifying ability to destroy groups, their living range is relatively fixed and they basically will not move.

and……

This huge alien species is not like those elusive man-eating ants. It is easy to identify its range of activities. It stands to reason that the people in the desert will not be attacked by this thing.

Listening to everyone's conversation, Warfield also felt a little unusual.

However, this is not an issue he needs to consider now.

The patrol not far away was flying towards their direction.

Colway stared at the group of cavalry with a stern expression, and had already turned on the safety of his rifle.

"Everyone is ready to fire as soon as they cross the forked cactus 100 meters in front of us!"

"yes!"

The Warlander took a deep breath and took aim at the group, hesitating whether to raise the muzzle an inch.

But even if he does this, it seems to be meaningless. At a distance of 100 meters, eleven assault rifles, even if the output of one rifle is missing, is enough to beat those cavalry into sieves.

The distance of several hundred meters passed in an instant, and the cavalry quickly ran in front of them.

At the same time, at such a close distance, the group obviously discovered them.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun pointing towards him in the distance, the cavalry captain who had just escaped from a narrow escape had no time to take a breath, but his expression changed and he shouted loudly.

"Spread the wings!"

In this case, there is no need to doubt the identity of the other party.

No serious caravan would point its guns at them.

Almost at the same time, Colway shouted loudly.

"Fire!"

Eleven rifles unleashed their firepower together, and the bullets they shot instantly knocked those who were hit by the cavalry off their backs.

In the end, the warlord did not take aim at the person, but lowered the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the camel.

After a burst of intense gunfire, the nine cavalrymen fell off their camels, leaving corpses on the ground.

After waiting quietly for a while, the dark-skinned man said in a low voice.

"I'm going to see if there's anyone alive."

As he said that, he was about to stand up, but Warfield Man stood up one step ahead of him, shook out the bayonet on his rifle, and walked towards the bottom of the sand dune.

"I am the Awakened One, let me do it."

Colway nodded and gestured to the caravan guards beside him.

"Cover him."

The dark-skinned man nodded, without thinking much, and lay back again.

The field man held the rifle in his hand, pointed at the cavalry captain closest to him, and approached cautiously.

Through the thin moonlight, he saw the man's hand curled up beside his waistband, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Lowering his voice, Warfield said softly.

"Hey, I'm sorry for killing your mount, but I also have my difficulties."

"If you don't want to die, it's best to lie there and don't move."

In the darkness, the eyes opened a crack, and the warlord could see the surprise and confusion hidden behind them.

In order to prevent the man behind him from suspecting anything, the warlord did not explain, but stabbed him a few times in a pretentious manner, and then picked up the equipment on his body.

The man seemed to realize something and did not act rashly. He just quietly pointed at his waist.

The warlord took a look and saw that it was a flare gun. He immediately understood what he meant and pulled off the flare gun.

After confirming that nothing was left behind, he then walked over to another corpse and recovered their equipment one by one.

Only nine cavalrymen escaped death from the sandworm's mouth, and the only one who survived in the end was the captain.

The warriors were in a slightly complicated mood, but they had no time to think about it at the moment and could only carry their equipment back to the sand dunes.

Looking at Colway, he took out the flare gun in his hand and handed it over, saying calmly.

"This is the cavalry captain's flare gun... I shot each of them twice to make sure no one was alive. I recovered their equipment, and I suggest leaving here immediately."

When he said this, he actually felt nervous. Fortunately, Colway did not doubt him at all, but nodded approvingly.

Taking the silver flare gun, Colwe unloaded the flare inside and returned the gun to the pangolin.

"This is your trophy, keep it."

The dark man on the side suggested in a muffled voice.

"I suggest you dispose of the body, otherwise it may attract patrols from the kingdom."

"Such a big movement, as long as the kingdom's patrol team is not deaf, they will definitely notice it. The nearby patrol team is probably already on the way here."

Retorting calmly, Battlefield looked back and said, "Leave the corpses of those minions to the aliens for disposal."

Colway nodded seriously, agreeing with Pangolin's point of view.

A patrol is insignificant at all. The top priority is to return to the legion immediately. No matter what, the people of the Lion Kingdom cannot discover it.

"It makes sense, we must move immediately!"

Looking at the group of people disappearing on the sand dunes not far away, Andre, who was lying on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't understand what happened...

But he seemed to be saved.

After waiting quietly for a while, he struggled to stand up from the ground until the sound of camel hooves was heard in the distance.

Not caring about the gunshot wound on his leg.

He staggered to the side of the dead horse and pulled out a scroll with a gold seal from the saddle.

After confirming that the scroll was still there and intact, Andre breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, he is not the captain of a patrol, but a personal guard of His Majesty the King.

The coalition forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion have penetrated deep into the hinterland of Oasis No. 9.

If reinforcements fail to arrive, their fate may be the same as that of honey badgers, disappearing into the rolling yellow sand...

With the support of faith and loyalty, he gritted his teeth, simply bandaged the gunshot wound on his leg, took off his bag and put it on his shoulders, and continued limping forward in the north direction.

Time passes quietly.

The morning sun rises over this land again.

At the intersection of the southern plains of the River Valley Province and the Luoxia Province, a team of about thirty people was slowly moving towards Qingquan City.

Twenty cavalrymen on camels guarded the carriage drawn by five camels.

There contained their ammunition and supplies, as well as a noble person with a special status.

Riding a camel and walking next to the carriage in the middle, a middle-aged man wearing a turban raised his binoculars and glanced eastward.

Seeing the lush trees and endless mountains in the distance, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Slowing down and approaching the carriage, he leaned close to the window and whispered softly.

"Your Highness, the alliance's territory is ahead."

The man in the carriage seemed to be lost in thought, and after a moment there was a very soft response.

"Well, let's hurry up everyone."

"yes."

The guard responded respectfully, kicked the camel, and accelerated to the front of the team.

"River Valley Province is ahead! We only have the last 100 kilometers or so from Qingquan City, so everyone speed up!"

The group speeded up and headed towards the plain on the south side of the mountains. Not long after, a settlement under construction came into view.

Containers are placed in the open space.

Bare-chested people were busy unloading materials from boxes and transporting them to a construction site not far away.

The man on the camel's back frowned, sped up and left the group, walking to the side of the group of people.

Seeing the man riding on the camel, many people stopped what they were doing and looked at him curiously.

While directing the reconstruction work at the construction site, Ma Ban, the person in charge of the refugee camp, saw the situation to the west. He frowned and called a construction worker to ask.

"What's going on over there?"

"A caravan came from the desert... It seems to be a caravan. They stopped to the west of us. I don't know what they want to do. Maybe they plan to do business with us?"

Intuition told Maban that things might not be that simple.

After thinking for a moment, he remembered the woman the manager had given him, and then ordered.

"Call Teresa over here."

"Yes!" The construction worker nodded and immediately ran towards the camp behind.

After a while, Teresa put down her work and followed the construction worker over.

At this moment, Teresa was wearing a pair of stain-resistant jeans and a beige T-shirt, with a simple sun-visible straw hat on her head.

It has to be said that the environment in which one lives and works has a great impact on a person.

It had only been two weeks, and there was no trace of royal dignity on her body. Apart from her unusual appearance and figure, there was no obvious difference between her and the other staff in the refugee camp.

Maban didn't know her specific identity, and he didn't ask the manager in detail. He just spoke in a business-like tone.

"A group of people came from the west. We are not sure of their identities. Maybe you can give us some advice."

Teresa nodded seriously.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Without any nonsense, Maban made a gesture and led her towards the west side of the camp.

Looking at the man riding on the camel's back, Ma Ban glanced at the team not far away and shouted to the man.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The man on the camel was about to reply.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the face of the woman next to Ma Ban, and her shrinking pupils instantly released murderous intent.

He knows this face!

He would recognize it even if it was burned to ashes!

"Theresa..."

His hatred for the Falcon Kingdom made his eyes blood red, and he had no time to think about the reason why he saw this face in this place.

Squeezing out the name through his teeth, the man raised the gun in his hand without hesitation and shouted loudly.

"Princess of the Falcon Kingdom! The people from the Falcon Kingdom are here!"

It happened too suddenly. Although I didn't understand what he wanted to do, when he saw him taking out his gun, the surrounding alliance soldiers also raised their weapons.

For a moment.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense!

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I really didn’t save the manuscript, so I will send it out as soon as I finish it. I will update it after Saturday and Sunday... (Since the monthly ticket target at the end of the month has been achieved, how come you have so much inventory at the end of the month t_t)