This Game Is Too Realistic

While Arman was arguing with the director of the port authority, the Wilantes standing on the deck were also paying attention to the situation on the shore.

Especially Filet.

He had 200 million dinars and 8 million silver coins on board, so he couldn't help but care about his own fate.

Looking at Armen and the port authority staff who seemed to be arguing, Fili's wife had a sad look on her face.

"...Honey, I always feel like they don't like us very much."

"Don't like us? Haha... My dear, are you kidding me? Thanks to those sly idiots, it would be nice to find someone in the east of Middle-earth who doesn't hate us."

In the past, the Borneo people still loved them, but because of the stupid things done by the Southern Army, their remaining licking dogs were gone.

Fili cursed in a low voice, staring at the dock in the distance, making calculations in his mind.

He didn't come here to dig for gold, but to escape. Before setting off, he had considered various situations he might encounter, including the situation he was encountering now.

More than a thousand survivors...

Any settlement would inevitably feel overwhelmed by admitting so many people at once.

Not to mention the "notorious" Willant people.

He even thought it was a miracle that they could reach here without any obstruction.

The head of the security guard standing aside also had a somewhat uneasy expression. After hesitating for a moment, he coughed lightly and said, "Hey."

"...Although this is not my opinion, I think you can consider giving some gifts to local dignitaries."

"It's not as simple as you think. Could you just find someone and shove a bag of gold coins into their hands?"

After saying this, Fili continued to stare at the situation on the dock.

In fact, compared to Arman and the port director, his eyes were more focused on the other Valant man in formal attire and with shiny hair.

That guy came here earlier than they did, and he seemed to be doing well in the local area. The "local friend" standing next to him also looked like he had some status.

Arman seemed to know him very well.

Feili couldn't help but think about it, he had to find an opportunity to ask Arman to introduce him to that capable person.

At this time, the situation on the dock took on new changes.

The local friend who had come here with his compatriots suddenly introduced a dispute between Armen and the staff of the port authority.

In just a few words, the aggressive Port Authority Director suddenly softened.

Fili's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he looked at Arman's old friend, his eyes wanted to shine even more.

The head of the bodyguard next to him hadn't noticed Men Yu yet, and was still talking to Yu in a comforting tone.

"Actually, even if there is no settlement No. 1, there is still No. 2 and No. 3..."

"If you can't solve the problem you are facing and just keep running away, it will be useless even on the 20th or 30th..."

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Fili patted the head of the bodyguard on the shoulder, pulled him aside, and pointed at the straight-dressed Wilante man on the pier in the distance.

"You go to the deck of the Salvation Nest and help me find out that person's name."

Looking at the boss with bright eyes, the bodyguard leader felt strange, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

"As commanded."

At this moment, Feili didn't know that the man he longed to marry had already set his sights on him.

However, Henk did not allow Armen to introduce him to the rich man from far away.

Because that is tantamount to telling others that you are eyeing the gold in his hands.

Once you are wary of doing things first, it will be very difficult to cooperate later.

Rather than pressing his warm face against the other person's cold ass, he would rather let the other person use his face to warm his ass.

But to be honest, Henk was also worried, and his calm smile was all fake.

After all, the local representative he invited was not his friend at all, and they even just met today.

As for why he was able to convince the other party to come here to help him, the reason was actually very simple.

He first promised the other party that the loyal and brave Weiland people would remember Mr. Gu's favor today, and they would only need to help them once to gain the support of all of them in the future.

Not only that, he also proposed to the representative that there was his partner on the ship, and he and that partner planned to build a new and prosperous city out of thin air in the wilderness to receive more people fleeing the wasteland of survival.

Votes and political achievements, as well as the good name of defending the Constitution... Even if there are exaggerated points, such a generous reward is enough to make the representative excited.

Helping the Weirant people may offend some paranoid Borneo people, but compared with what he can gain, the little support he will lose is nothing.

What's more, those paranoid guys are the most difficult people to win over.

Their demands are the most difficult to satisfy and their expressions are the most intense. A little bit of unhappiness can make them forget all the sweetness in the past, and immediately change from extreme support to extreme opposition.

There is nothing wrong with them. They even have to give up an entire forest for their few small saplings that are difficult to feed.

There are also such paranoid guys among the Weirant people, but they are not on these twelve ships.

Even the most cunning Weirant people in the New World have more faith, credibility and professional ethics than the Borneo people who believe in a thousand gods.

Although Henk could feel that Gu Ning did not completely believe his words of running on the train, he finally persuaded the other party to end the wait and see with his sharp tongue and made up his mind to take a trip into this muddy water.

He believed that the rich man sitting on thousands of tons of gold must be paying attention to the situation on the dock, and he would definitely pay attention to himself "standing behind the scenes".

Sometimes there is no need for him to speak at all, the other party will contact him automatically.

And in this way, he can cash in on the next pie he drew with Mr. Gu!

Following Arman's footsteps, the group boarded the deck of the Salvation Nest.

While Representative Gu was comforting the survivors on the ship, Arman excitedly held Henk's hand.

"Thank you! I really don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for your representative friend..."

"No, no, we all have the same blood flowing in our veins. We should help each other when we go out. There is no need to be so polite."

When he said this, Henk looked very reasonable and did not mean to blush at all, as if the representative really came here to help out of his own dignity.

Arman didn't doubt Henk. After all, he had helped him so much now, and it was not even late for him to thank him.

Now he only lamented that he was lucky that he insisted on rescuing people against all the opinions and fished them out of the sea.

As a result, the people will still get retribution.

"By the way, your friend has helped us so much, do you need us to express anything?"

Looking at Arman with a serious look on his face, Henk smiled and stopped him.

"You must not say such unscrupulous words. It is his job to speak for the citizens of the Alliance... You can understand him as the tribune."

Arman was stunned for a moment.

"Tribune?"

"I almost forgot that you haven't been to the New World," Henk patted his forehead. "Anyway, if you encounter a soldier in the Western Legion and say you can't clean it up, you can ask those guys to tell you. They remember the marshal. Even the marshal himself doesn’t remember what he said. Although it’s impossible to cure the disease with medicine, it’s at least more effective than praying to the marshal.”

"...This is really the first time I've heard of this." Arman scratched the back of his head and said.

The Legion of the West in the New World.

In contrast, he knew the Eastern Legion better than he knew there.

But having said that, he used to think that the systems of the four major legions were copied from Triumph City and modified. At most, they only inherited a few differences, and there was not much change in essence.

But what he didn't expect was that the compatriots in the west also brought in something new.

It seems that the "complete understanding" he thought he had was just his own wishful thinking.

Hunk grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

"When you move to a new place, you have to be familiar with the rules of the game... This principle applies to everyone. I can say that it has been tried and tested time and time again."

Just when Henk was feeling proud, a burly man walked over from the gangway on the other side of the deck.

He was wearing a lightweight security exoskeleton, and his powerful appearance looked like he had been battle-hardened.

Stopping next to the two of them, the man nodded respectfully and said.

"Are you Mr. Henk?"

Hunter looked at the person next to him and looked up and down. He actually had some confidence in his heart, but he still suppressed his impatience and asked questions politely with a smile.

"It's me... who are you?"

The man continued talking in a polite voice.

"I am the bodyguard hired by Mr. Feili. My boss wants to talk to you. When is it convenient for you?"

That guy’s name must be Fili!

Henk felt excited, but he did not agree immediately. Instead, he turned his questioning eyes to Arman who was standing aside, pretending that he did not know the name Yu.

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Armango introduced you to him politely.

"Feili is a well-known jeweler in Yongye Port... Because a lot of affairs happened some time ago, he liquidated all the local assets and boarded my ship."

Henk made a confused expression on his face, and then cast a sympathetic look at the bodyguard.

"Abandoning everything in Yongye Port and coming here... it must be a difficult decision for your boss to make."

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile.

"Sorry... this is the privacy of the guests. I don't know about it. Maybe you can ask my boss in person."

"I do want to talk to him about the past, present, and future..." Henk nodded and said with a concerned look, "Then please take me there."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment.

"Now?"

Hunk raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Isn't it convenient for him now?"

"That's not the case..." The bodyguard glanced hesitantly at Arman standing next to him, then looked at Henk again, and said with a slight hesitation, "But if you go away suddenly...it doesn't matter. ”

"What's the big deal?"

Henk smiled and looked at Representative Gu who was comforting the elderly and children, and then looked at Arman who was also worried.

"Professional work is for professional people. It's enough for my friend to watch here. Don't worry... I've been here for so long, and I've never seen any department dare to break the law in front of the local representative meeting. , let alone the Constitution.”

After settling in, Armanhenk immediately followed the bodyguard to another ship next to him, and soon met the rich man with a huge fortune on the plywood.

When his feet stepped on the deck, Henk even listened to his own beating heart.

After all, at this moment, he is stepping on 200 million dinars made of pure gold!

Even taking into account the two ships of arms he had lost before, he had never had so much money!

However, being excited, Henk did not show his emotions on his face, and still maintained his polite smile.

Unlike him who was calm and composed, the rich man with a huge fortune excitedly stretched out his right hand to greet him as soon as he saw him.

"Nice to meet you! Mr. Henk! I came here to visit you, but I didn't expect you to come in person..."

"You're too polite!" Henk laughed and replied while holding Fili's right hand.

He certainly wouldn't let this guy visit his home.

After all, even if they were in an equality alliance, no boss would negotiate a multi-billion-dollar deal with a dock guy who lives in a four-person dormitory.

But so far, his "performance" has been satisfactory, at least he didn't reveal his secrets in front of the financial owner in front of him.

Waving Henk's right hand enthusiastically, Fili started chatting with him politely with a bright smile on his face.

"I heard you are from the New World?"

Hunk said with a smile.

"Yes, I am a resident of the Western Legion, but that was all before... The sea breeze brought me here a long time ago."

Fili looked at him in surprise and said.

"Have you obtained Alliance citizenship?"

"Uh... not yet, but that's not an important thing. Not everyone living in the alliance has alliance status. Moreover, I have already applied for my ID card and it will be issued soon. "Henk coughed slightly and gave an ambiguous explanation.

He didn't mean to say that he was working at the dock. After all, it wasn't an important thing in the first place.

Fili nodded understandingly, but didn't take it to heart.

After all, in his opinion, since Mr. Henke can make friends with the local "big people", he will naturally not worry about mere identity issues.

He will not be challenged because of his identity, which is undoubtedly good news for him.

Seeing that Fili still wanted to inquire about something, Henk quickly changed the topic and directed it back to Fili himself.

He was most interested in the gold on the ship, but it was inconvenient for him to take the initiative to bring it up, as that would appear to be too over-the-top.

The best way is to start with a suitable topic and let the topic naturally turn to gold.

It would be even worse if Mr. Philip could take the initiative to ask for his help.

"I heard that you abandoned everything in Yongye Port... I want to know what made you make such a bold decision?"

Hearing this, Feili's eyes suddenly dimmed, including the lady standing next to him, whose bright smile was replaced by a gloomy expression.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on a thunderbolt as soon as he opened his mouth. Henk quickly added a word behind him.

"Sorry, did I ask something that I shouldn't have asked?"

"There's nothing I should or shouldn't ask about," Fili squeezed out a forced smile on his face and continued with a complex expression, "My two children died at the hands of those bastards... They were on the street. Shoot, and shoot at your own people.”

Dude guy...

Is the Southern Army so cruel?

Henk looked at Fili in astonishment, and when he was surprised, he comforted him with a comforting tone.

"I'm sorry to remind you of something terrible... It's really appalling. I really don't know how to describe it. These degenerate guys are so shameless that they have abandoned the honor and faith of the Velant people! They actually did this to themselves. Opening fire on our compatriots is simply a betrayal of the Wilantes and His Majesty the Commander-in-Chief!"

Fili grinned sarcastically and said gloomily.

"Yes, I think so too. They even tried to cover it up, so I didn't want to stay there for a moment. I sold everything I could cash out and took away all my property... Even if I accept being buried in the belly of a fish. I would rather all these gold coins sink into the sea than leave any gold coins to those murderers! They have no faith, but I still have it."

When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then cast a look of help at Henk.

"But my wife and I are very lucky. Mr. Jarman is also an honest and trustworthy person. Thanks to his help, my wife and I were able to cross the ocean and arrive here safely with these belongings... Speaking of which, I’d like to ask you for a favor on this matter.”

Henk put on a serious expression on his face, and the spirit of the twelve people was raised in his heart.

"You're welcome. If you have any trouble, please tell me. Even if I can't help you, I will try my best to find a solution for you."

Fili hesitated for a while, then sighed and said.

"To be honest, the 200 million dinars on the ship are all my property, but it is also a big trouble... Even if I believe that the Alliance is a safe place, it cannot change the fact that this is a wasteland. As long as I am in In the wasteland, accidents are inevitable.”

Henk nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood deeply.

"Indeed, so much cash is too eye-catching no matter where it is placed. If I were you, I would not trust them to be parked in a mixed port like this."

Feili also had a sad look on his face.

"That's exactly what I want to say...do you trust the bank?"

Hunk said with a smile.

"Banks are trustworthy, and Alliance Bank is trustworthy. The risk control here is top-notch. They even bought insurance for depositors' deposits... However, you have so much cash, why don't you consider opening your own one?" Where is the bank?”

"... Open a bank by yourself?" Fili looked at him blankly and said hesitantly, "Is this possible?"

Although the electronic settlement platform of the Union can convert dinars into silver coins, it is only a foreign exchange trading platform. In other words, someone had to sell the silver coins and exchange them for dinars before he could throw away the huge amount of dinars in his hands.

If it were a peaceful era, it would be possible to exchange the dinars into silver coins as long as it took some time. However, the problem is that the two sides are now at war.

If he wants to sell the dinars in a short period of time, he can only sell them at a discount, and the discount must be strong enough to make the buyer feel profitable.

Seeing Fili's confused expression, Henk smiled and explained.

"There are many types of alliance banks. Not all banks are savings banks. There are also such things as investment banks. As long as you have a good investment target and collateral that can guarantee the investment, you can open an investment bank. Very easy."

Feili: "Sorry, I don't quite understand..."

Henk: "To put it simply, it is to use the dinar in your hand as collateral and get a loan of silver coins from the Alliance Bank."

"Mortgage? Loan?" Fili was even more confused when he heard it. He looked at Henk blankly and said, "But I just want to find a bank to deposit the money."

Hunk continued patiently.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Dear Mr. Fili, although Union Bank has a wide range of businesses, with all due respect, it is difficult for any bank to deposit so much foreign currency at once, especially dinars." Precious metal currency with low circulation rate and large area.”

Fili was dumbfounded.

"Can't save it?"

Hunk shook his head.

"Of course I have saved it, but if it exceeds one thousand dinars, a 'counting fee' will be charged, and the money is charged on a ratio. As for the two hundred million... no one has saved so much, and I am not very good at it." Clear. Or you can rent a vault and pay the vault rent regularly...but to be honest, I don't really recommend either approach."

Fili said dumbfounded.

"I just want to save some money, why is it so troublesome?"

Seeing Feili dumbfounded, Henk said with a smile.

"This is too normal. From a bank's perspective, it's not just money you deposit, but also risks. No one in Settlement No. 1 will go to the bank to borrow dinars. Even if they really need dinars, they will go there. It’s closer to Legion Market than Golden Gallon Port or Silver Moon Bay.”

"In Settlement No. 1, not only can the bank here not be able to use your gold to earn interest margins, but they also have to worry about the gold you deposited becoming moldy, or taking it out on a whim someday... If you were the president, you would Will you agree? Dinar is not the legal currency of the Alliance, so it will be useless even if you ask for help."

Looking at the hopeful look on his face, Henk continued speaking slowly.

"Mr. Philip, I am seriously considering you. If you don't want to sell the dinars at a low price or rent a vault for them, the best way is to open a bank yourself."

Fili said with a wry smile.

"What's the difference between this and buying a vault?"

"Of course there is a difference," Henk looked at him seriously. "The biggest difference is that you don't have to sell your dinars at a discount. You can mortgage them to the bank as collateral and lend them out at the market price. A large sum of silver coins.”

"And then pay them a large sum of loan interest?" Feili couldn't help but said, "I might as well let them earn a sum of money counting fees."

Hunk said with a smile.

"It's only four points of interest. If it is used to invest in the infrastructure of Settlement No. 1, this interest can be discounted."

Hearing this interest, Fili held his breath for a moment.

Two points of interest!

This sounds...

It seems quite attractive!

And the most important thing is that by throwing these dinars to the bank in the form of collateral, he does not have to worry about the safety of the gold.

The only thing to worry about is the bank that keeps them.

It’s a lot like putting money in a bank, but not exactly the same!

"Sounds interesting, but with so many loans, the interest per 㹓㱕 is not a small amount——"

"As long as the rate of return is higher than two points, it will be enough. Any extra will be earned! I can't guarantee it in other places, but my friend, this is the Alliance's No. 1 settlement, and there is no profit above two points. It’s really not that easy.” Henk said with a smile, “Don’t tell me, I have a project with a reward of three or four points. If you really can’t find something to invest in, you can invest in my project. ”

Philip was alert for a moment, but when he thought of the local capabilities of his compatriot, he subconsciously believed half of it.

"Your project? What project?"

Henke's face showed some concern for the country and the people, and he cast his deep eyes to the distant sea with rising and falling tides.

"In just one day, more than 5,000 compatriots came to this port. If this war continues, I don't know how many people will leave their homes. I can't just watch my compatriots sleep on the street. I plan to build a new home for them here, a community suitable for the Willant people to live in... Of course, they also welcome other abandoned immigrants, if they like us."

"As for the name... Let's call it Willant Street for now."

Philip looked at Henk in surprise. He didn't expect him to have such a broad mind and ideals.

But think about it carefully...

If this project fails, there is indeed some profit.

After all, there are definitely more survivors who hate the Weilant people in the wasteland than those who like them. If it were him, he would rather live with his own people than live next to the Poro people.

"But... does the Alliance allow it? A name like Weilant Street."

Hearing this, Henk couldn't help laughing.

"Why do you ask such a question? Let alone Weilant Street, even if you are Triumph City Street, I bet no one will care about you."

Just when Philip was tempted, on the deck of the Salvation Nest, Gu Ning, who had comforted the refugees, also returned to Alman and discussed with the owner of the "Salvation Nest".

"More than 5,000 refugee survivors, all at once, are not an easy task for any settlement."

Arman said nervously.

"But you have a way...right?"

Gu Ning nodded.

"Of course there is a way, but I have to ask for your opinions. After all, this may not only involve 5,000 people, but also more Weilant people."

Arman looked at him seriously.

"Please speak!"

Without beating around the bush like someone else, Gu Ning directly mentioned the "Weilant Street" project that he had talked about with Henk before.

"Settlement No. 1 does not have enough budget to build a community for you alone, and other representatives will certainly not allow it... After all, we are given only so many resources, and many people are still sleeping in containers. If you are given more green lights, others will have to wait in line at the red light. Over time, people who originally loved you will start to hate you because you cut in line without restraint."

"I understand." Alman nodded, "We don't expect to be treated preferentially by you, as long as you treat us equally."

Gu Ning looked at him with admiration.

"I'm glad you think so. It means you're not here to take advantage of us, but you really want to join our cause."

"In fact, at this point, we've already found a way to solve the problem, right? As long as you don't occupy the limited local public resources, I believe most people are willing to help you, and the few opponents can't find any fault with you... Your friend Henk Friends found a solution very cleverly and put forward a good idea. "

"Based on his proposal, I plan to draft a proposal to set aside a new urban area next to Settlement No. 1, and give you low-interest loans, tax incentives and other policy support, so that you can build your own new home."

Arman looked at him in astonishment, and the surprise on his face was no less than that of Philip.

"Is this... no problem?"

Gu Ning smiled faintly and said in a gentle tone.

"It is my job to solve problems for the citizens of the Alliance."

"Even future citizens."