This Game Is Too Realistic

"Ah sneeze!"

"Damn...who is thinking about me again?"

North Fourth Ring Road, front line.

Sporadic gunshots were heard in the distance, making Ditwei's nerves tense as he stood on the street.

He has a habit of sneezing when he's nervous.

The situation here is completely different from that on the Western Front.

The western front is a ruins made of concrete debris. The scattered buildings here are like a forest. Behind every dark window, there seems to be a pair of scarlet eyes hidden.

It can be seen that these country bumpkins are facing the wave for the first time. The buildings and streets here do not look like they have experienced the baptism of long-term artillery fire.

If you can't clear a relatively open area on the ruins, you can only fight hand-to-hand with those alien species in buildings and alleys.

A steady stream of alien species will rush in like a tidal wave, and it is simply a miracle that it can hold on.

After tightening the gas mask on his face, DeWitt took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

It was already noon.

As the elected representative, he will represent all businessmen who are interested in this "Xingxing Market" in the north and meet with the lord here - the management of Vault 404.

Accompanying him were two other partners and a dozen bodyguards who had sent them here.

To be honest, this is not a good thing.

If it hadn't been for the promise of others to let him take the lion's share, and if it hadn't been for the Vega Trading Company monopolizing all the spoils on the Western Front battlefield, Ditwe would have been unwilling to be the leader and come to this barbaric land to open up the market.

Outside the giant wall, there are very few people who follow the rules. When doing business with people you have never interacted with, you have to tie your head to your belt.

What if this dictator is unhappy and cuts himself off?

The risk may be low, but certainly not impossible.

Especially the performance of these blue coats always gave him the feeling of occupying a magpie's nest.

Are they really blue coats?

Could it be that he killed all the people in the shelter and snatched their coats to wear?

Just as he was muttering in his heart, a man wearing a black military uniform and carrying a rifle came out of the building next to him.

Looking at Ditwi, the man said.

"Master Manager, I'd like to see you all. Please come with me."

Ditwe breathed a sigh of relief and said politely with a friendly smile on his face.

"Please."

After speaking, he winked at the two partners behind him and led them towards the building in front of him.

The frontline headquarters of these blue coats is on a certain floor of the building. The view and signal from high places are good, and the concentration of the spore cloud will be lower.

However, the manager did not meet them at the headquarters. He chose the meeting place in the office area on the 20th floor.

There are ready-made tables and chairs here. Although they are a bit old and covered with dust, they do not affect their use.

After going up the stairs, the three people who came to the room through the corridor saw the blue power armor at a glance. They all had surprised expressions on their faces, but they quickly calmed down.

Ditwe took the first step forward, lowered his head slightly, and said in a respectful tone.

"Dear Lord of the Northern Suburbs, the manager of Vault 404, please allow me to introduce myself. I am a businessman from Boulder City, my name is Ditwe. The two people behind me are our partners. , Yang He and Tenuo.”

"On behalf of the partners present and absent, I offer you the highest respect."

Chu Guang looked at the three people standing in front of him. Although he already knew their intention, he did not take the initiative to challenge them.

It is taboo to urgently reveal your own needs. It is easier to take the initiative by waiting for the other party to make a bid first or reveal their trump card.

This was his experience in his previous life.

"Welcome to the northern suburbs."

Chu Guang, who unlocked the helmet visor, had a gentle smile on his face and continued in a relaxed tone.

"It's unfortunate that you came here. We are dealing with a wave, so we can only entertain you here. Please forgive me for the poor reception."

"What's going on? Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to talk to me!" When he said this, Ditwe had a bright smile on his face.

The manager in front of him was easier to get along with than he imagined.

This also made him feel relieved.

Maybe this transaction will be easier than you think.

Chu Guang looked at him and continued.

"So, my friends who have come all the way here, why did you come to the northern suburbs? You didn't come here just from Boulder City to chat with me."

Ditwe said respectfully: "Dear manager, we are here to share your worries."

Chu Guang looked at him with interest.

"Oh? Tell me."

Seeing that Chu Guang had given him a chance, Ditwei immediately came up with the rhetoric he had been brewing all the way.

"You should have seen that the streets outside are full of corpses, and they are rotting and stinking! It's spring now, and in less than a week they will become a breeding ground for plague, attracting rats, cockroaches and other troubles... …In fact, when I came here, I found that the situation was getting worse.”

Chu Guang didn't speak, just looked at him, waiting for him to continue talking.

Ditwe paused for a moment and continued in a serious tone.

"This situation is not uncommon on the Western Front. It can even be said to be a common tactic of the wave... We call it a plague offensive. Usually even if the militia in Boulder City wins, they will be affected by the plague and plague after the war. Very anxious.”

Chu Guang looked at him and said, "So you are here to help me solve these troubles?"

Ditwi said immediately.

"Dang it! The wave is the common enemy of all survivors in Qingquan City. We can't just sit back and watch you get into trouble."

"We can provide you with cheap and easy-to-use medicines. In addition... we can also dispose of the corpses on the battlefield for you for free."

Although I could make a little profit in the past, I didn't make much.

What follows is Dietwei’s real purpose.

It's okay to dispose of the body for free.

Chu Guang smiled in his heart, but did not expose him. He looked at the person in front of him with interest.

"What are you going to do about it?"

Seeing that the manager in front of him was interested in his proposal, Ditwei felt happy and continued calmly.

"We will hire a group of corpse recovery experts from Boulder City, transport the corpses to the Ring Road and put them on the backs of two-headed oxen, and then transport them to other places for disposal."

Chu Guang: "Like Boulder City?"

"Well, of course! Boulder City is a good choice... We will simply process the corpse and turn it into something that can be used... After all, the transport team and the experts who recover the corpse are not cheap, we have to do a little bit Earn a little to subsidize travel expenses, so you can lose less.”

In fact, Ditwi didn't really want to reveal the whereabouts of these corpses, and he especially didn't want the man in front of him to realize that eating corpses could be sold for money in some places, although they were sold very cheaply.

But Chu Guangdu had already pointed out Boulder City, and Xianyi knew something. If he pretended to be stupid again, he would treat others as fools.

Ditwe could only pray in his heart. The manager in front of him did not understand the specific market situation.

䛈䀴……

Is this possible?

Chu Guang looked at Ditwei who was telling lies with his eyes open, and couldn't help but chuckled in his heart.

Lose less?

If his own people hadn't gone to the front lines to understand the market price, he might have been deceived by him.

"How can that be done, my friend," Chu Guang shook his head, "How can we let our friends suffer such a big loss? I will find a way to deal with these corpses, so I won't worry about you."

When Ditwe heard this, he immediately became anxious and said quickly.

"Please don't say that. For the sake of our friendship, we are willing to show some sincerity, and please give us this opportunity."

Chu Guang said seriously: "But this will make me feel bad. When I feel bad, I will be so uncomfortable that I can't sleep."

It’s okay if I can’t sleep.

When Dietwei heard this, he almost burst into tears.

This is too fake!

By now Ditwei knew that this guy knew that these corpses could be exchanged for chips. Otherwise, why had he offered to dispose of these corpses for free? The manager had no intention of letting go.

Ditwi took a deep breath and said slowly.

"How about 5 chips per ton?"

Chu Guang said with a half-smile.

"How can that be done? It's already enough money to help us take care of these troubles for free. How can we have the nerve to ask you to give us more money?"

嬬䛈!

This guy knows it!

Ditwe's brow twitched fiercely.

He was now certain that the man in front of him not only knew that mutant corpses could be sold for money, but he also probably knew something about the market.

Otherwise, this guy would not acquiesce that the money was paid to them by himself.

Going around in circles has lost its meaning.

Ditwei looked up at Chu Guang and said frankly.

"Sir, I admit that we can make a little money by dragging these corpses to Megalithic City, but it is hard money. These corpses are not light, whether it is dragging them out of the battlefield or transporting them to Megalithic City, it will take a long time. It costs a lot of money.”

"Five chips per ton is the highest price we can give. The freight we pay for each ton of goods is far more than that. If the purchase price is higher, we will not be profitable at all... I hope you can understand. "

"I can certainly understand, I just can't bear to see you lose money," Chu Guang smiled pleasantly and looked at him sincerely, "How about this, I can provide a more sincere proposal. "

Ditwe vaguely felt that something was not right, but he still forced a smile from his face and said bravely.

"Please speak."

Chu Guang continued.

"You just said that you have a way to turn the corpse of the alien species into something that can be used. In that case, why not turn it into something that can be used right here, in the northern suburbs?"

Ditwi was stunned for a moment.

"In...the northern suburbs?"

"That's right," Chu Guang nodded and continued with a smile, "We can produce bullets and artillery shells, and we can also produce nutritional paste and fertilizer. Instead of dragging bulky materials around, why not directly Where it is produced, turn it into a lighter weight, higher value-added product and then bring it back? "

Dietwei blushed.

Good guy, not only does this man know that the corpses of alien species can be sold for money, but he also knows what the corpses of these alien species can be made into.

Later, I watched myself perform for a long time...

This cunning blue gopher!

Ditwi lowered his head and coughed slightly in embarrassment.

"...Equipment with tens of thousands of chips is too expensive. We have to consider the risks when opening a factory outside the giant wall."

Chu Guang nodded slightly.

"Understood. After all, your understanding of us is still limited to winter. It is only natural for people to feel worried."

Ditwe raised his head, his eyes full of hope.

"Then you mean you agree..."

"I mean, you have a lack of understanding of our true situation."

Chu Guang looked at Xu Shun, who was waiting on the side.

"Take these three friends to visit our industrial area, and stay at the Changjiang Farm Hotel for the night. The air there is better."

I have already explained to the guards which places are suitable for visiting and which places are not suitable for people waiting to enter.

This little guard's performance has always been pretty good, and Chu Guang believes he knows what he's doing.

"Lord 嗽㱕!"

Xu Shun, who was standing aside, stood at attention and saluted, then looked at Ditwe and his group and said politely.

"You three, please come with me."

Ditwei looked at Chu Guang in confusion, wondering which song he was going to sing.

Visit... the industrial area?

This was a completely unexpected itinerary for him.

By the way, there is an industrial zone in the northern suburbs?

How many small workshops can be called an industrial area?

One can guess what Ditwei was thinking, but Chu Guang did not answer his confusion.

Some things are useless just by saying them.

Truth speaks louder than words.

"I don't like wasting time on fruitless arguments, especially at this juncture."

"I'll give you two options. Either buy this garbage for 20 chips per ton and drag it to where you want to drag it, or consider setting up a factory here. You can dispose of the corpses outside as you please, we won't accept them. You only need to pay taxes legally for any fees.”

Looking at Ditwei who was standing there without moving, Chu Guang said in a gentle tone.

"No need to rush into making decisions."

"God gave me the same answer."

…

Ditwei could not think of any reason to reject Chu Guang's proposal.

Although he doesn't think that the hillbillies in the northern suburbs can understand what it means to improve the supporting industrial facilities, let alone that they can build a so-called industrial zone, but if someone is willing to take him to visit for free, only a fool will refuse.

Look, it’s not expensive.

Come anyway.

I got on the truck south of the Yongyuan Street subway station and drove along the abandoned road to the intersection of No. 76 Street and Linghu Wetland Park. The road ahead suddenly became smoother.

There was a hint of surprise in Ditwei's eyes.

But what's more surprising is what lies ahead.

The truck continued north and stopped near an abandoned tire factory.

When Ditwei followed the guard named Xu Shun out of the truck and stepped into the "Beijiao Industrial Zone", he immediately realized how wrong his previous idea was!

The sound of banging is endless, tall chimneys are puffing out smoke, trucks loaded with goods are passing through the park, and people in suits are loading and unloading goods around the door.

It's like a clock being wound up.

Everything here is incredibly organized.

Three pairs of eyes widened in unison.

Tenno, who was standing next to Ditway, couldn't help but swallowed and squeezed out half a sentence from his throat.

"Here..."

"Is it the northern suburbs?"

The other partner didn't speak, but his eyes showed the same surprise.

Compared to the Industrial Zone of Boulder City, this place was undoubtedly much smaller, but if they were to say what they lacked, he really couldn't tell at a glance.

"Ahead is the Lister Factory."

"Liszt?!" Ditwei looked at Xu Shun in surprise, "That guy is here too?"

Xu Shun looked at him in surprise.

"You know him?"

Ditwe coughed dryly and said.

"I don't know...but I've heard of it."

The business district of Boulder City is not very big, and there are only a few well-known local businessmen. Of course he knows a relatively powerful businessman like Liszt.

Although Liszt may not know him.

Xu Shun nodded and said nothing more.

"Except military factories and factories involving [sensitive technology], I can take you to see other factories."

Yang He, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Can you show us your power station?"

Xu Shun nodded.

"no problem."

Since they are considering setting up a factory, power supply is undoubtedly one of their biggest concerns.

The biggest fear of a stable operation of a production line is a sudden power outage, especially if it is shut down for a whole day, and if you are unlucky, all the products on the entire assembly line will have to be lost.

However, after seeing these people planning the power station, the three of them immediately gave up their worries in this regard.

These blue coats do have two brushes.

Not only were they unable to find fault with the power station planning, but the transmission and distribution facilities such as substations and power grids also amazed them.

This is not very advanced technology.

But being able to plan every wire and every generator set in an orderly manner is not something just anyone can do.

Glancing at the VM on his arm, Xu Shun cleared his throat and introduced you to the three people who looked surprised.

"Currently, our electricity supply is based on thermal power generation. The large forest farms in Yumu District in the north and the vegetation in nearby urban areas are enough to supply the power station for more than ten years."

"In addition, there are also construction of biogas digesters and gas-fired power stations, as well as preparation of fuel-fired power generation units for Camu trees."

"In the future, we will consider improving the existing energy structure through diversifying power generation methods."

Ditwei looked at Xu Shun in slight surprise.

"You also planted camu trees?"

There must be at least three to four hundred people working in this industrial area.

Where in the northern suburbs are there so many people? !

Are they refugees from the north?

But even if they collect all the refugees as ordered...how to solve the food problem?

So many people have to eat!

"The planned area is 5,000 acres," Xu Shun answered truthfully after glancing at VM. "Not only Camu trees, we also planted corn, potatoes... and other high-yielding crops."

"I will take you to the Nagano Farm Hotel in a while."

"When you get over there, you will naturally see it."

…

If the Beijiao Industrial Zone has contracted Ditway for the next month, and he is surprised and surprised, then the situation of Changjiu Farm is enough to shock him from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless fields and fields, acres and acres of rice seedlings, tractors working in the fields, two-headed cows and homeless people.

The degree of mechanization here is not high, but Dietwei can feel it with the naked eye. These people pursue advanced productivity and a beautiful life.

This is something he has never seen in other survivor colonies.

Of course, what interests Dietwe the most is the food here.

That spicy vegetable (he sticks out his tongue) seems to be called Mapo Tofu, as well as those stewed pig's trotters with soybeans, and two-headed beef cooked with potatoes...

The taste is simply amazing!

He is engaged in grain trading.

I have been coveting the food and beverage business of Weijia Trading Company for a long time.

But envy is envy. He neither has a farm of tens of thousands of acres nor thousands of serfs who have shed blood and sweat for him, nor can he afford the expensive land rent, nor does he have the capital to open a business in Boulder City covering an area of ​​dozens of acres. Big factory.

If he needs anything, he can find it here.

That night.

Staying at a hotel in a long-lasting farmhouse, sleeping on a warm bed, Ditwi couldn't fall asleep. He stared at the beer on the bedside table motionless, as if in a daze.

Finally, he made a decision, took out a palm-sized message machine from his bag, dictated and edited a message of over a thousand words, and sent it to the partners in Boulder City.

It's not like he never thought about eating alone.

It doesn't take much to bribe the two small partners to come with him.

It's not too difficult to buy equipment and personnel by yourself just by biting the bullet and borrowing some chips from the bank.

But he wanted to get a big vote.

The opportunities here are far more than just corpses and nutritious ointments. A mere tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of chips can no longer satisfy his appetite.

To be the largest food supplier in Jushi City and even Qingquan City!

If he could rely on the power of these people, he felt that he had complete hope.

He even thought of the name of this business.

It’s called Didiwei Trading Company!

The factory is called Didiwei Grain Factory!

The name is catchy when pronounced, and when people hear it, it makes people think of him. He has made money and is famous.

Thinking of this, the corner of Dietwei's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.

"This is no more common than the stupid names like 'Weiyan' and 'Weiyan Special'!"

Click.

Send!

Two soft beeps.

"Delivered" pop-up window appears on the screen of the telex machine.

Waiting for the reply from his partners, Ditwe fiddled with the palm-sized screen with his index finger and read the information he edited lightly.

[...The situation in the northern suburbs is surprising. With the assistance of local survivors and shelter residents, they built power stations, water towers, and a relatively complete logistics system. They used trucks to transport materials and repaired abandoned roads with cement. The excess steel was cast into rails and laid on the ground, and large-scale construction work was carried out to build settlements in the wilderness, and large areas of wasteland were reclaimed into farmland...]

[We must admit that the towering walls and ruins block our view, and our knowledge of this place is still a year ago. And in just less than half a year, they have achieved an achievement that ordinary survivor settlements may not be able to accomplish even if they spend ten years. 】

[My point of view is that we can certainly make a fortune by transporting the things here to Boulder City, but if we turn them into nutritional paste and organic fertilizer here, we can definitely make more money. 】

[Opportunities are everywhere here! There are chips everywhere! 】