This Game Is Too Realistic

Facts have proved that what Director Glen King said was right. The young men who received the money spent a week's wages in just three days, and then reluctantly arrived at the factory.

Rasoff initially complained about the "animal nature" of the locals, but soon accepted this setting and was content to accept the bad habits of the locals.

Because his new gas tank production line has not yet started production, the bicycles wholesaled from Jingallang Port are selling out!

After the locals saw this transportation tool that "kicks off with two feet and goes as fast as the wind", their eyes glazed over.

And after hearing that buying this thing does not require the title of ten-captain or a certificate, but only a few hundred silver coins, these young natives immediately put their hands into their pockets without saying a word -

Then there are no coins.

If you don’t have money…then make money.

In order to live a life of riding a 28-bar on dirt roads in the countryside, and to have priority in choosing a mate in the tribe, these young men, the most original and avant-garde spirit in the wasteland, enthusiastically signed up and reluctantly Joined the wave of production capacity transformation.

At first, they wanted to make two copies of the goods to get more money from the two factories. However, the shrewd Yue tribe businessmen predicted that they would definitely harvest this wool, and took precautions to plug this loophole.

In order to protect themselves from spending huge sums of money to buy the factory, they took the initiative to establish the first non-governmental organization in the Lavinka Industrial Zone - the Federation of Commerce.

This federation is different from the two federations in Borneo except for one thing.

That is to register biometric information for our employees and share information with each other, which is equivalent to an early version of the "credit reporting system".

This technique is not very difficult.

There is just no Internet in the wasteland, but it does not mean that there are no computers and cameras.

You can't work in the alliance just because you will be punished if you do so. However, the Autonomous Council of the Ravenka Industrial District has not yet implemented the law to protect labor rights and interests, so naturally there are not so many obstacles.

This time it was the turn of the locals in the Lavinka Industrial District to be dumbfounded.

When they received the money from the first company and tried to join the second company, they were kicked out of the company, and the same happened to the third and fourth companies.

The factory workers are united.

Now I can only fight...

Originally, Fang Chang felt that the local people did not have the conditions to organize an independent representative meeting, so he postponed the plan for the establishment of a representative conference. However, he did not expect that this blueprint, which had been postponed until now, was actually used by a group of people from Borneo Province. We have finished talking about the treatment of the Borneo people.

In fact, he also made a mistake based on experience and justice. It's not that the Borneo people don't talk about governance at all and don't understand unity, they just don't talk about it when the matter doesn't concern themselves.

When the fire burns to their buttocks, if they don't speak up, they will have no choice but to complain to the King of Hell. They still have to speak out a little.

Such as now.

If they don't show some real skills, one of them will go bankrupt.

But this is where people find it ridiculous. When the fire doesn't burn their butts so much, they may praise the fire for being so warm and say it burns their butts. It's really noisy.

But no matter what, humans are more advanced than animals.

The natives of the Rawinka Industrial Area relied on their "animal nature" to scare the bosses of Borneo Province, but in the end they were dealt with by the latter who "landed on the beach".

As for whether the Friends Club will catch up to deal with the latter, it depends on how the latter develops.

If they can copy the success that even Fang Chang can't copy himself, let the "Golden Gallon Port Model" shine in the Lavinka Industrial Zone, so that the locals don't mind the little pain, so will the radicals of the Alliance. There won't be any chance.

But these are things for the future.

In short, the 3,000 bicycles Rasov brought from Golden Gallen Port were robbed as soon as they landed.

Those native young men who were looking for a job lined up in a long line at the entrance of his factory, holding their still-unheated job in anticipation.

The masters who came from Golden Gallen Port never rested for a moment, loading the car at the door of the factory, winding the chain, applying engine oil... almost assembling one and then selling it!

Rasov was collecting money next to him. Looking at the wad of banknotes in his hand, he couldn't close his mouth.

He can sell 300 gallons (about 30 silver coins) wholesale for 200 silver coins, and the supply exceeds demand!

If all 3,000 bicycles are sold, the profit alone will be 510,000 silver coins!

This is simply a huge profit!

Not only did he make a lot of money from the money he sent out, but he also made money from other people's money!

People's eyes turned red when they were loading bicycles, and they wished they could resign on the spot and become businessmen instead.

Factory Director Glen King was not surprised at all that these bicycles would sell out, but he looked enviously at those batches of bicycles.

The Southern Army has no shortage of steel, rubber and engine oil, and there is a lot more advanced technology than this.

However, even with such simple materials and assembled using not too complicated technology, it takes more than ten years to afford these "light luxury goods".

Either you have to make a lot of money and buy it with dinars in the field of logistics supply system.

Of course he has a bicycle, as does his son and daughter, but he has never seen this scene of "selling bicycles like nail clippers."

In the past, he didn't believe that ordinary people in the alliance could afford cars, regardless of whether they had the title of Captain of Ten Thousands, but now he believed it.

Thinking that he would be able to buy one in the future, he missed the Southern Legion a little less...

After the sun went down, Rasov handed over the day's income to the staff of the Xiong Bank branch.

Looking at the money counter that kept beeping, he had a bright smile on his face. He was in a good mood and gave each of the loaders a red envelope of 1,000 silver coins, and finally stuffed a wad of banknotes. In the hands of Director Glenkin.

"Haha, brother, you are a genius! Please don't be polite if you give me a little thought!"

"You are the genius." He had no idea about silver coins. Director Glenn Gold did not count how many banknotes there were, so he stuffed them into his pocket, and then said with emotion, "In less than two weeks... It takes this long for the Yongye Port troops to arrive at Xifan Port, but you can pack the boxes faster than them."

Rasoff disagreed with Glenn King's shock. After all, no matter how fast he packed the boxes, it was only the shipping company's ability.

As long as he is willing to spend money, he can even do it faster.

Such as air transport.

However, it is not a mistake to transport such low value-added goods by plane.

"There's nothing strange about this. Time is money for us. You'll understand if you follow me for a while." Rasov raised his eyebrows at him and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I never treat you badly." My brother, I can’t do without your benefits even if I make money.”

Glenkin was also told that he felt a little hot in his heart.

Although I have no idea about silver coins, the banknotes are very heavy in my pocket.

He suddenly had the idea of ​​taking it out and counting how many pieces of 㱕 there were, but he was too embarrassed to do so on the spot.

That pile contains at least 5,000 silver coins...

I heard that in the Alliance, it only costs 200 silver coins to buy an LD series assault rifle.

"Then we still produce gas tanks? I feel bicycles are more profitable."

"Of course we have to produce. Don't be dazzled by short-term interests. This deal can only be regarded as a quick buck." He smiled and patted the shoulder of the director of the Glenkin factory. Rasov rolled his eyes and continued, " But you reminded me that we can develop some production lines to meet the needs of local people... How do you say that, yes, adapt to local conditions! "

Glen King: "Like?"

Rasov said with a smile.

"For example, pots and pans, tricycles for hauling goods, or furniture."

Glen King frowned slightly.

"Iron furniture? Although iron ore is cheap here, will it be too heavy?"

Rasov shook his head.

"Of course it's made of wood. What's the added value of selling something made of iron? Selling something for 1 silver coin for 1.1 silver coins is not a skill. But asking someone to buy it for 10 silver coins and still being grateful to us is a skill. Not only do we We sell wood sofas, leather and cotton.”

Seeing the boss chatting freely, Glenn King smiled bitterly and said, "Hey!"

"I have to remind you that although there are a few trees on the land beside the Ravenka River, it is also called a desert after all."

Rasov said with a smile.

"Of course I know, but there is a lot of wood in Fries Port, and there is also a lumber factory in Mantou Port... I remember that the factory there is still owned by you Weiland people."

The wasteland is being connected as a whole, and the pattern of thinking limited to the vast desert is too small.

He can hire the most noble artists from Shuguang City, import the highest quality wood, fur and cotton from Baiyue Province, and send them to the Golden Gallen Port Factory for rough processing.

Looking at Rasov who was happily describing his business territory, Glenkin suddenly felt a little unfamiliar and couldn't believe that this guy was actually a Borneo.

He has met the Borneo people.

That submissive look once made him look down on them from the bottom of his heart, to the point where he didn't even take them seriously.

Now he finally figured out why the Yi Alliance won.

Unity is the means.

Equality is their core.

The Legion turned the Wastelanders into livestock.

And the Alliance turned them into human beings.

Animals are destined to be invincible against humans, and the defeat of the Southern Legion and even the entire legion is almost inevitable...

…

Small commodities from the Port of Kingallen have set off a wave of fashion in Lavinka Industrial District.

"Odebiao" can be seen everywhere on the dusty dirt road, but the only thing missing is the banana.

This is not a tropical zone after all. Strictly speaking, it should be considered a temperate zone. The reason for the heat is simply that this is the southern hemisphere, and December is the hottest time of summer in the southern hemisphere.

It is precisely because of this that the best-selling products are not only Golden Gallon bicycles, but also short-sleeved T-shirts and sandals.

Especially the latter.

Those styles that are already out of fashion in Kingallen Port are the most popular and hot styles locally!

Those savage aboriginal people, who were as ferocious as orcs, could even fight over a dirt-colored shirt.

As for the artworks like the "Vine Cabin" that have been certified by shelter residents, no one cares about them. Both men and women are allergic to the low-key luxury temperament.

On the contrary, some players have come up with exaggerated designs, and there is room for extremes here.

For example, a red T-shirt with a baby face printed on it, that cheerful smile is almost the spiritual totem of several tribes.

Looking at the group of spirited young men wearing Beanie shoes and wearing Wangzai milk bottles on their bodies, Irena had a subtle expression on her face.

This kind of performance art briefly appeared in Dawn City when the qualifications for closed beta were released, but unexpectedly it reappeared among the Wastelanders after the qualifications for closed beta were tightened.

"Is this the Renaissance?"

Elf King Fugui pressed his temples and scratched his eyes to relieve his mental fatigue.

"Ah... I guess so."

There are more and more new faces in the server, and they are no longer a small circle of old players. Although "Wasteland OL" has no beta yet, it is actually no different from the beta.

Mosquito is still flying planes on the front lines, Tails is building snowmen in the Arctic Circle, and several of the most famous living treasures are no longer there.

At least he couldn't guess who did it, or even that it wasn't the players at all.

Just when the players' eyes were opened, the 172 bastards who bought the factory finally figured out the secret to developing this market, and wrote to the Autonomous Committee to ask them to hoist the port's gantry as soon as possible to facilitate unloading. , and then dumping began on light industrial products imported from Jingallan Port.

This has indeed stimulated the market in the Ravenka Industrial Zone to a certain extent, but after all, the market and the factory are separated by a river.

Those boys who owed money were indeed pushed back to the factory by the bosses brought by the league from all over the world, but they obviously did not really want to build their hometowns, they just wanted to make a quick buck to buy a new car. Feng's car came back.

There is nothing wrong with thinking this way, and it is not even wrong to not like saving money. People should give priority to living for themselves and the present... but they should not have no plans for the future.

Especially when everyone in a society has no plans for their future, no matter whether it is a good plan or a bad plan, the society is almost bound to stagnate or even go downhill.

In this case, any stimulus measures aimed at civilized societies will be ineffective.

The locals live like animals, looking for food when they are hungry, drinking water when they are thirsty, making food when they want, doing daily tasks, and will never master a core technology, or even Expecting them to become proficient is a luxury.

Although the flexible Golden Gallen Port businessmen headed by Rasov made a fortune in the short term, this money was largely the dividend obtained from the auction of Southern Legion assets in the Ravenka Industrial Zone.

Local people can borrow money precisely because of this dividend.

Otherwise, no one would advance their money at all, just like no one would lend money to the seagulls at the French Fries Port.

And once this bonus is used up, everyone here will suffer.

Fang Chang believed that an experienced Golden Gallen Port businessman like Rasoff would be able to escape before the flood came, but as the captain of a ship, it meant nothing to him who held the final lifebuoy.

There must not be enough lifebuoys for everyone.

What he has to do is to sail the ship, prevent it from hitting the rocks, and allow every passenger on the ship to get ashore successfully.

At the meeting of the Ravenka Industrial District Autonomous Committee, Fang Chang, who sat at the head of the conference table, looked at the committee members sitting in front of the conference table and said.

"...the wastelanders in the River Valley don't like to save money, and they follow the philosophy of life in the morning, but even so they have an idea of ​​what they will do tomorrow."

"So when we hand the books to them and tell them that they will learn more tomorrow, it takes almost no effort for them to learn seriously. And when we come up with a better plan and put it in front of them, They will fight hard with us when they are in front of us.”

Xiaoyu and Boss Xia should be typical examples, including a series of survivors such as the more accomplished Gust and Sun Shiqi.

Nowadays, newcomers to "Wasteland OL" have little impression of Xiaoyu, but Fang Chang is very impressed.

That guy has grown from a little girl sitting in front of the nursing home counting coins to Yuichi, the designer of the alliance's financial system, and he can't even fool him.

And Boss Xia has also become an outstanding teacher.

Although she is not considered rich, money is not the only criterion for measuring the meaning of life. Her research and contributions are also obvious to many players in the league.

As for here...

After a moment of silence, Fang Chang looked at the ceiling of the conference room and sighed, shaking his head.

"The above is the experience of Dawn City, and it is also the root of the Boulder City model and the Golden Gallon Port model... But based on my observations during this period, I unfortunately found that this set of underlying codes does not apply here."

The locals have no idea about the future.

And their extreme sloppiness and adaptability are the reasons why the actual production capacity of the Ravenka Industrial Zone is far from the theoretical output value.

The reason for this is not that complicated at all, and it has nothing to do with Tire and the Enlightenment.

And he did blame them wrongly.

It's not that they don't "resist", but they resist all the time and resist everyone they meet...

If the same industrial zone is placed in Lion State, Borneo Province, and the Borneo people tighten their belts to make guns and cannons for the Southern Army, Abu Saik and Lasi may really be beaten by the Southern Army.

Everyone sitting at the conference table looked at each other, and finally focused their attention on President Antoine.

Pushed to the stage by everyone's expectations, President Antoine smiled bitterly and turned his eyes to Fang Chang for help.

"You think of a way."

Fang Chang shook his head.

"You can't place all your hopes on me alone, otherwise what will you do after I leave? The reason why I am holding this meeting today is to hear your opinions."

President Antoine shut his mouth and set his sights on the President of the Development Foundation.

That guy's name is Hope. He is an accountant by profession. He is a native of Wilant who was born in the city of Avente. I don't know which factory the alliance came from. The president is now in charge of the "money bag" of the entire autonomous committee. , and is holding a huge sum of 1.5 billion silver coins in his hands!

With such a large amount of money in hand, he wanted to see what this guy was capable of.

Being stared directly at by President Antoine's eyes, Hope knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he coughed lightly and said.

"Maybe we can get some people rich first, and then others--"

Before he could finish his words, the captain of the Uye District Guards interrupted him with a dark face.

"They will be robbed by other natives, just like Blackwater Lane in Yongye Port. In just the past half month, we have handled 37 robberies and 26 thefts, half of which were related to bicycles. "

He is one of the few natives of Lavencar at the conference table, but he grew up in the city of Avent, so he can be regarded as one of the few natives who has seen the world.

His mother was a servant of a captain of thousands. Because she was half-Vilantian blood, she got the position of captain of thousands in the servant army.

Later, with the defeat of General Lubis, he had a good surrender attitude, so he was assigned to the Guard by the alliance. Due to his outstanding performance and the recommendation of a certain battalion commander of the expeditionary force, he rocketed up to his current position as sergeant. .

It is precisely because the blood of the locals flows in his veins that he understands the nature of the locals better than anyone else.

Without waiting for Hope to answer, he continued.

"...In the end, this place will still become Evernight Port. Outsiders will continue to live in the most prosperous area, while the locals will still rot in the stinking ditch...I think this is not what the alliance wants to see."

While speaking, he looked at Fang Chang. Although the latter did not express his position, he still gave him a look of approval.

Indeed, the league does not want to see this happen.

However, if you expect the alliance to intervene simply because you don't want to see this happen, then you know nothing about the alliance.

Peace is the wish.

They will not just design a game for a wish, where only winning is allowed but no losing is allowed, and the trophy will be taken away from the winner and given to the weak in need.

The equalization of the rules can at least ensure that the victory is meaningful, but the strong X rules will not only fail to help the weak, but will also make the victory itself a joke, and ultimately lead to a lose-lose situation.

He couldn't say this, but he did think so in his heart——

If the local people really can't hold up the wall through the mud, then they should be allowed to lie in the mud and watch their Wilante neighbors return to their big houses with their own hard work and bravery, and then think about whether to let themselves or The next generation will have a different way of living.

Perhaps because he understood the meaningful look in his eyes, Hope felt a little more confident and watched the guard captain argue with reason.

"Then it must at least become Evernight Port first, right? At least the aliens in Blackwater Alley are different from the aliens in Ravenca Industrial District. The poor ghosts in the slums are more decent than the animals in the primeval forest. , can you deny this? Besides, you are also from the city of Avent, and you know better than anyone else why the locals are poor, and why you, who also have foreign blood flowing in your veins, are different!"

The guard captain was speechless for a moment. He was not good at debating, and because he had been exposed to the thoughts of civilized people, he lacked Bosaka's messy and unreasonable temperament.

With his eyes wide open, he couldn't say a word, so he choked back his words.

Not only him, but also the elders of several large tribes sitting at the corners of the conference table could not say anything to refute.

They really know in their hearts what kind of virtues the young men in their clan have, and they also know what kind of virtues they have.

In fact, to put it bluntly, they never thought that one day they would be able to sit at the same table as the Wilante people and talk about the future of the Ravenca Industrial Zone on an equal footing.

If none of their tribesmen can compete with the Weirant people, then no one can really blame them...

Fang Chang looked at Hope.

"You want to use the 'Golden Gallon Port Model', right?"

"It's the Yongye Port model!" Hope continued with courage, "Yongye Port has no funds, no technology, and no market... But we have all these, and we are standing on the cusp of the storm!"

"The sale of 172 factories has raised 1.5 billion silver coins. This money should not only be used for transformation, but we can also use part of the money to invest in infrastructure... For example, set up a local development bank, Through the qualifications committee, we will tender for the reconstruction of the old city, the renovation of the old civil docks, roads and municipal systems.”

While saying this, he looked at the four tribal elders sitting at the conference table.

"You may not understand. To put it simply, we will use a sum of money from the development fund to help you renovate your house! Let you move from your tent to a big house with a view of the sea!"

Upon hearing these words, the four old men suddenly became excited and almost regarded him as the savior.

Fang Chang probably finished listening to what he said.

This is actually still the Golden Gallon Port model, but the difference is indeed slightly different.

After all, the Port of Golden Gallen at that time had just emerged from the "Nihak period" and knew nothing about the operating rules of the market. Both the old aristocracy and the emerging class were standing on the same starting line, and the latter had more motivation to change. Amid the changes in society, he quickly became a leader in avant-garde thinking.

But the Lavinka industrial area is different.

Whether it is ability or experience, the Weilant people are a dimensionality-reducing blow to the locals. Raising this rifle now is equivalent to asking adults to race against children.

But as Hope said, now that they are on the cusp of the storm, they still have a chance to do this.

When the storm passes, it’s hard to say what role these 1.5 billion silver coins will play.

Maybe they don't even have a chance to speak, and these dividends will either be consumed by themselves or eaten up by outsiders.

"There is no safe choice in this matter. I can't decide for you. My only advice is to give up the illusion of wanting both... Let's vote by a show of hands."

Fang Chang knocked on the table and gave the locals the right to choose.

"The left hand is for it, the right hand is against it, and putting your hand on the table means abstaining."

As he spoke, he put his hand under the table, signaling that he or the alliance would not participate in this vote.

There are 14 people sitting in front of this round table, 6 of whom are Willant, 6 are Aboriginal, and one is of mixed race.

At least the voting is the most even now.

A pair of hands were raised. Ten people voted in favor, two opposed, and one person abstained.

What's interesting is that one of the two opponents is a mixed race and the other is a Valantian.

Antoine abstained without any doubt. This guy is a typical "capable speculator."

As for the four tribal elders sitting at the conference table, they all raised their left hands high.

After all, they have chosen their ideal leader.

"This is the first meeting of the Ravenka Industrial Zone, and the representatives of the alliance have witnessed its progress...at least the process is relatively smooth."

Fang Chang looked at the energetic Hope and awarded him the winner's red medal with his eyes.

"Don't live up to the expectations of the survivors of Ravenca's Industrial Zone. Just go ahead and do what you envision for the future."