This Game Is Too Realistic

When it comes to merit, some people lack ability, while some people just lack an opportunity.

For example, Henke from the mainland belongs to the latter.

From the fact that he sells "fake wine" and resells arms, it can be seen that he is not a safe guy by nature.

And this is indeed the case.

From the moment he set foot in Settlement No. 1, he was pondering the rules of the alliance's game, and he never stopped even while working at the dock.

However, the reason why he pondered the alliance's game rules was not to find any loopholes in it that would make him rich overnight, but to avoid risks to the maximum extent and to find policy resources that could be used to his advantage.

The biggest lesson he learned from his first two trades was that opportunistic trading cannot last long.

He can win many times, but if he loses once, everything will be lost.

But not this time.

He has found a legal and profitable "money-making model".

Under his persuasion, Philip established the first investment bank registered in Settlement No. 1 - Philip Bank.

And those piles of dinars were used as collateral. For the loan that he had been unable to apply for before, Mr. Philip also successfully applied for it on his behalf.

And he applied for a full 22 million silver coins!

Counting the 8 million silver coins that Fili originally held, Henk already had 30 million silver coins in his hands.

Putting all the chips on a plate is a big gamble in a sense.

On the cargo ship docked at the dock, Feili looked at the bank employees moving boxes with mixed feelings on his face.

That was the wealth he had accumulated in half his life.

He planned to deposit it in a bank, but he felt as if he was being tricked into buying a financial product at the bank's counter.

Although this is not only a matter of financial management, but also for the future family of him and his compatriots, he still can't help but feel heartache.

"...There are only a few hundred thousand people in the entire settlement No. 1, Marshal...I really don't know how we can earn these 30 million silver coins."

Looking at the worried investor, Henk put his hand on his shoulder and patted him, comforting him enthusiastically.

"One hundred thousand people is just a number in front of our eyes. Two years ago, there would have been no one here. However, just a few days ago, 5,000 people landed on the pier under our feet in one day... I bet that this will not happen in the future. "Young Master, we have to look at things from a developmental perspective, just like Mr. Gu."

In his opinion, the representative named Gu Ning was worried about the possible influx of people in the future, so he was so enthusiastic about helping them.

"A vision for development..." Feili's brows twitched and he couldn't help but complain, "I have read your plan. The first phase plan only has 4 buildings with a total of 800 suites, and this alone is enough to lose 80% of you." You already have the funds, where are you going to find money for the remaining phases of planning?”

"Change money? My friend, when our first phase of planning is completed, we don't need to change money at all, the money will come to us on its own initiative."

Hunk put his arm around his shoulders and continued with a smile.

"I have calculated that the cost of a house is about 40,000 silver coins, and the standard apartment size is 80 square meters. As for the price, it is not a problem to sell it for 100,000 silver coins."

"One hundred thousand?!" Fili looked at him with wide eyes and exclaimed, "What are you thinking? How could someone spend so much money to buy a cement box?!"

100,000 silver coins is equivalent to 400,000 dinars. Mortgage the dinars to the bank is almost the same price.

In Yongye Port, this money is enough to buy a house in a prosperous area.

The population of Yongye Port is dozens of times that of this place!

As soon as Henk saw the expression on his face, he guessed what he was thinking and explained patiently.

"You can't compare the experience of Yongye Port to the Alliance. You can honestly say, are the aliens in Yongye Port considered human beings? Even though there are hundreds of thousands of you, at least ninety percent of them are animals. I It’s better to say less.”

As for those soldiers, they basically live in military camps and cannot be counted as the population of the colony.

After hearing Henk's explanation, Fili was slightly startled, and thought for a moment that it was really such a weird thing.

His jewelry business was very prosperous there, but there were only a few customers who frequented it. He could count them on both hands.

Foreigners would not patronize his jewelry store, and naturally they would not be able to purchase real estate.

The Blackwater Lane where they live doesn't even have a house number.

Looking at Fili, who was thinking about something, Henk continued patiently.

"You know nothing about the purchasing power of alliance residents. If you work on the dock for a month, as long as you don't fish too much, don't be too relaxed about getting 2,000 silver coins."

"2,000 silver coins... Then it will take them more than four years to save 100,000 silver coins, and they have to do it without eating or drinking." Although Feili no longer doubted that ordinary people in the alliance had that spending power , but after silently calculating in my mind, I still couldn’t help but click my tongue.

It took 4 years of saving without food or water to afford it. This is already longer than the birth of this settlement.

He remembered correctly. The history of Settlement No. 1 was not even two years old.

Looking at Fili who was still thinking about the problem in the pawn shop, Henk smiled and shook his head.

"You have overlooked one point. We can borrow money from the alliance's banks, and the residents of the alliance can also borrow money from the banks. Moreover, it is much easier for them to get loans than us, and the interest is cheaper."

Fili: "...How cheap is it?"

"Does one point of interest sound like a free gift?"

Looking at the dumbfounded Fili, Henk smiled, shook his finger, and continued.

"As long as the monthly salary exceeds 1,000 silver coins, and they have obtained the alliance's citizen status, and the loan is for self-housing, they can easily lend 10 times their annual income, and the repayment period can be extended to more than 20 years. ...As for the collateral, it can be said that there is none, or it can be said that it is the house they bought. "

"According to my experience in mainland China, it is reasonable for an individual's housing expenses to account for less than one-third of their monthly income. What's more, the alliance's low-rent housing is not given to them for free, but the rent is cheaper. And now, they You only need to spend one-third of your monthly income or even less to move into a larger, more spacious and more decent house, with not only a separate kitchen but also a bathroom and toilet... The most important thing is that this house It belongs to them, and they can stay there until the alliance disappears, and no one will drive them away."

"According to this algorithm, as long as the monthly income exceeds 1,000 silver coins and has obtained alliance citizen status... everyone is our potential customer."

In fact, not only those who are members of the alliance, but also those who are under supervision can also get loans, but the interest rate will be a little higher.

After obtaining alliance citizen status, they can change their loans through very simple procedures.

Although the money spent will not be refunded, it will be deducted from the total amount of the loan and interest.

In a sense, this is a measure to stimulate the economy.

At the same time, it is also a benefit to the general citizens of the alliance.

After all, compared to the league's annual growth rate, this kind of outrageously low-interest loan is no different from giving away money for free.

Feili couldn't help but hold his breath, but he was still a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

"...But why would they buy your house?"

Hunk smiled faintly.

"Because of scarcity, the Alliance will build corn buildings for them, but equality does not mean average. No one wants to live in that thing for a lifetime or even for generations, sharing a toilet with their neighbors. The pursuit of a more beautiful life is Human nature, and we provide it to them...it makes more sense than letting them waste their money on alcohol, doesn't it?"

"Sounds beautiful..." Fili murmured to himself, and his eyes lit up.

"In fact, it's not bad." Seeing Fili who was no longer worried, Henk smiled and patted his shoulder, "After the first phase of the project is completed, our game has officially begun... As for the second phase of the project, , I haven’t thought about it yet, but for now I’ll set the unit price of 120,000 silver coins.”

Fili's eyes widened in surprise.

"If the price increases by 20%? Will anyone still buy it?"

Hunk smiled.

"It will sell out."

…

Henk's eyes are indeed very vicious.

In fact, the clients in his eyes were not just the survivors of Settlement No. 1 from the beginning, but the survivors of the entire Death Coast and even the eastern provinces.

If the Alliance's space elevator is built, the land under his feet will become the closest "land settlement" to space, and this is truly the scarcest resource.

Although the South China Sea Alliance is closer than here, the islands are too small and scattered to compete with him.

And to be honest, once the Southern Army loses the war in Borneo Province, those gamblers may lose more than just Saipan Port.

The entire southern colonies may be caught up in the wave of national liberation movements.

Referring to the tragedy that happened in West Sail Port, it is impossible for the Wilrant people living in the colony to stay.

But at that time, they actually only had three places——

Either the triumphal city or the mainland.

Otherwise, you can only come to the alliance's territory.

Those immigrants brought not only labor force, but also the knowledge and wealth they possessed.

Henk's true ambition is actually much greater than what he says.

He not only wants to build Willande Street in Settlement No. 1 into the most prosperous area on this coastline, but also wants to take advantage of the historical opportunity of Settlement No. 1 to build the golden brand of his Henkel Group!

In the future, when people mention his name, they will think of the word "excellence".

The skyscrapers he built will also become synonymous with quality and beautiful life.

Even thinking further afield, people on this planet will get to know the Velant people again in the future——

They are not just war madmen with gun barrels stuck in their heads, but they can also be skilled engineers and even imaginative artists!

With the funds provided by Philip Bank, construction teams from the North Island of the South China Sea Alliance also went to the construction site one after another.

The construction materials used on the construction site were transported from Chipchi Port, as well as from Weifu City in the north.

As for the construction workers on site, in addition to the workers in Settlement No. 1, there are also expatriate workers from the Mammoth Kingdom employed by the North Island Construction Company.

Of course, there were also the young Wilrantians who had just disembarked.

When it comes to unity, the Wilantes really have nothing to say. Even though Henk was the mainlander with the "least reputation", Fili still lent him the money.

For these fleeing compatriots, Henk indeed provided them with the utmost care within his ability...even if he was "the most cunning Willant man".

On the other hand, the performance of the Borneo people is extremely "fragmented".

Generous people are often generous [without reservation, even without caring about themselves], while cunning people are often cunning to the extreme, with not a single pixel in their eyes belonging to others.

Except for the Yue tribe, which had been the most marginalized in the past, and was relatively united, it was common for the other survivors from Borneo to fight among themselves.

And this often happens not only between the snake tribe and the rat tribe, but also among the same tribe.

Sometimes it's not even out of self-interest, but just because they don't want to see others.

Sometimes it's hard to see the Weirant people, and sometimes it's hard to see other rat people.

䀴This also caused a strange situation.

When selecting representatives, they are the staunchest opponents of racial narratives, as if they are the most progressive people, and will never give a vote of trust to their compatriots.

Those Borno people who have become representatives by virtue of the trust of foreign races will try their best to get rid of the brand of Borno people, sever ties with other Borno people, put forward proposals that are not conducive to the Borno people, and even change their names.

Anyway, there is no race column on the Alliance ID card. Everyone is an Alliance citizen. As long as the surname is changed, which indicates the identity, basically half of the stigma will be erased. Only the Borneo people can recognize those who have also eaten. Earthy guy.

When they find out that their guy at home has become a prodigy, but he doesn’t speak up for them and never supports that guy, they will be like Schrödinger’s cat and become the staunchest supporters of conservatives and racial narratives again, and use the most vicious curse and the harshest moral standards to try to kidnap someone who has a mark similar to theirs.

As for the knot, it is also obvious.

Except for the truly selfless saints and outright liars, no one will give such people a bad look.

When a lose-lose situation forms, it is often not because of a single mistake made by a certain person or a certain decision, but because something at the root is systematically out of control.

This cannot be reversed in one or two wars.

What is regrettable is that those deafening shouts are indeed rare in the wasteland. At least the Wilante people did not give birth to "Mr. Rat", let alone a series of capable people who succeeded him.

They woke up happily.

It's a shipwreck that wakes up Hunk, it's just a Kant guy that wakes up the residents of Evernight Harbor.

They didn't have any nostalgia, they put the past aside and got out without hesitation.

But in Borneo Province, the Yue people were almost killed before they suddenly woke up.

Even if more people are already standing on the soil of the Alliance, they are still wandering in their dreams...

Just as the construction teams employed by the Henkel Group were heading to the construction site, a line of large characters with green background and white paint was also written on the iron wall that separated the construction site.

It was written by Henk himself.

Standing on the side of the road, he threw the brush into the paint bucket, clapped his hands with a satisfied smile on his face, and read the words in a bard-like tone.

“…Wailant Street is a Wailant-style street, not just a Wailant-like street.”

"Committed to ending the Wasteland Era, we welcome everyone, whether our compatriots from afar or our local friends."

"Not bad, not bad... I hope the Daily Survivor will give me a headline."

…

At the same time that the construction of the Willand Street project started, the man sitting in the office of the general committee member of the representative committee had a sad look on his face.

His name is Wu Jingshan. He was once a resident of Boulder City. He previously served as a company commander in the Southern Construction Corps. Later, he came here as a land developer and a resident of Shelter 404. He is considered the earliest resident of Settlement No. 1. .

At the same time, he was also one of the earliest representatives of local residents, and was later elected as an ordinary member by other representatives.

In a representative meeting, usually members are also representatives, but they have a relatively special position, similar to "the presiding officer of the meeting."

Since the alliance has not yet established a clear governing faction, or the manager himself and the residents of the shelter are the largest faction, the "ordinary committee members" are usually the middlemen agreed upon by conservatives and radicals.

To put it simply, neither faction can find an ally they can completely trust, so they simply choose a "peacemaker".

Wu Jingshan is the "peacemaker" of Settlement No. 1.

When the debate between different factions becomes too fierce, he will stand up and convince both parties to take a step back, so that the winner will not win money and the loser will not lose all the chips.

Previously, due to the behavior of the Borneo people surrounding the Hall, the conservatives won an overwhelming vote on the "Wilante Street Proposal".

To be honest, he didn't really want to come forward on such a less controversial issue, even though he voted against it at the time.

Just yesterday, a representative from Suka came to him and told him that quite a few Born people were dissatisfied with the decision of the Congress, thinking that the Congress could not represent themselves, and were planning to cause a bigger incident. .

Wu Jingshan didn't know whether Sukar was looking for him because of his identity as a Borneo or because of his radical stance.

But he couldn't help but take the reminder from the Borneo representative to heart.

After all, this is a wasteland, and no one can be sure how big the so-called big event will be.

It was precisely for this reason that on the one hand, he reported the matter to the Guards Corps and the local Security Bureau, and on the other hand, he approached Gu Ning, who proposed the relevant motion, hoping that the latter could propose another amendment to ease the sentiments of the radicals or the Borneo people. .

As the proposer, he is the one most likely to accomplish this.

After listening to the "peacemaker"'s request, Gu Ning just sighed and placed the tea cup in his hand on the table.

"To be honest, I was surprised. My proposal was passed with 80% of the votes in favor, and the remaining 20% ​​of the votes against didn't even account for half of it. It can be described as 'uncontroversial'. I didn't expect that [you still] Found me."

Wu Jingshan sighed.

"I'm just asking for your opinion, and I'm not forcing you to change your opinion..."

Gu Ning chuckled.

"I guess that guy Sukar asked you to convince me."

To be honest, he actually looked down on some radicals in Settlement No. 1.

Although most of the members of the Workers' Union are radicals, they dared to go to Borneo to support the local people's reforms. Moreover, the workers voluntarily donated money and membership dues to them, without using any money from the alliance. .

For example, that Ou Ren.

When the first shot was fired at Saifan Port, this guy was on the front line, fighting side by side with his family.

Although he was thrown back by the Southern Army in the end, he can still be considered a man if he can put his ideals into practice.

As for the so-called radicals around him, in addition to being good at making money, he also knew how to recite sutras and dared to be the first. He really didn't see the spirit in them.

Those guys seemed to regard the Borneo people as kittens and puppies that needed to be taken care of, and misinterpreted the so-called solidarity into special treatment.

This is completely contrary to the alliance's concept of equality.

What's even more shameful is that they completely ignored the changing public opinion and the aversion of Alliance residents to asking for preferential treatment.

He thought he had to stand up and do something before these idiots teamed up with the Borneos to ruin the word "unity".

In Gu Ning's opinion, the best way is to set an example for this group of weak and incompetent radicals and let them see what true unity looks like.

Seeing that Gu Ning was not getting enough oil and salt, Wu Jingshan sighed and said.

"No matter who is looking for me, I personally don't think Willante Street is a bad idea."

Gu Ning smiled noncommittally.

"They spend their own money. As for whether it's a bad idea, we have to wait until they build it. Besides, smoking pollutes the air, and I don't see you smoking less."

Wu Jingshan stared at him.

"Do you consider this to be endorsing them?"

"I didn't say that. I just exercised the rights granted to me by the Constitution and did what I thought was the right thing." Gu Ning smiled lightly and spoke in a flawless manner.

Wu Jingshan, who was sitting opposite him, was silent for a while, then sighed and said.

"The manager is coming soon, you know."

Gu Ning said calmly.

"Everyone in the entire settlement knows it."

Wu Jingshan continued.

"Then you should know that we have quite a conflict with the legion now. If the managers have any objections to this project, this project will definitely be scrapped. This is not a problem for those Weirant people."

Gu Ningyan said concisely and concisely.

"If you think the manager will have objections, it's because you don't know him at all."

Wu Jingshan asked rhetorically.

"Do you know him well?"

Gu Ning smiled lightly.

"I don't dare to boast about this, but I can be sure that that gentleman's support to the Borneo Province was not out of special preferential treatment for the Borneo people, but for the interests of the alliance. This is essentially the same as those guys who are overflowing with sympathy. It’s different.”

Wu Jingshan couldn't help but said.

"Then have you considered another scenario?"

Seeing the ordinary member who was about to speak but hesitated, Gu Ning raised her eyebrows slightly.

"What's going on?"

Wu Jingshan stared at him for a while, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth.

"What if the group of Paros went to kneel in front of him?"

He didn't know why he suddenly thought about this. Just a few minutes ago, he was worried that the Borneos would make a bomb and blow up the place where they were meeting.

Maybe in his subconscious, it was more like something those people might do.

Gu Ning looked at the ordinary committee member sitting opposite him in surprise. He didn't know whether he was surprised that he would think so, or he was surprised by the situation he had imagined.

Gu Ning sat up straight from the chair and stared at him.

"...Do you know what I think?"

Suddenly this guy was a bit unpredictable, Wu Jingshan said undecided.

"...What do you think?"

Gu Ning suddenly smiled and leaned back in his chair.

"It's what I asked for."