This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 780: How about we borrow some too?

www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters of this game is too real!

In the southern sea and North Island, seagulls with flashing wings cooed happily over the construction site, throwing bird droppings everywhere.

It’s not just the residents of the North Island who are being fed.

As the battle to land in Haiya Province was about to begin, a large number of players poured into the North Island, and all kinds of birds on the island were fed to fatten up.

Some are even too fat to fly.

Looking at the various faces on the construction site, [The Fighting Wolf] held the shovel in both hands and said with a strange expression.

"Is it my imagination?"

The [Catheter Dog] who was dusting looked up at him. "What?"

The fighting wolf touched his chin and muttered. "Why do I feel like there are more people competing with us for business?"

Originally, there were only about thirty people on this construction site. Apart from him and the three construction brothers, there were less than thirty NPCs.

However, I don’t know what happened in the past few days. The number of people on the construction site kept rising. Unknowingly, it doubled and doubled, and it looked like it was already two hundred!

In reality, this number is normal, but the problem is that this is the southern sea area of ​​"Wasteland OL", and the total population is just over one million.

Where did so many people come from in this **** place? !

"It's not an illusion," the far-sighted eagle squinted his eyes and said calmly, "The war is over, and rational analysis should be that there is a baby boom. The baby boom leads to an increase in population...there is nothing wrong with it."

Catheter dog: "Holy shit! Your baby grows up so fast?!"

The stick that stirs shit:

Although several players can't figure out the reason, one thing is that there are indeed more people in the North Island these days. Not just on construction sites, but also on docks, supermarkets, restaurants, etc.

These people seemed to have appeared out of thin air, and most of them had unfamiliar faces.

Aside from their skinny physiques and timid eyes, these people look a bit like residents of the Luoxia Province.

I heard a brother who entered the game early brag that many survivors in the Luoxia Province migrated from the desert in the early days of the Wasteland Era.

Of course, the Great Desert was not called the Great Desert at that time. It should be called the four major industrial zones in the southeast, northwest and northwest.

I was really curious about where these NPCs came from. Encouraged by a group of bad friends, the fighting wolf stepped forward, stopped one person and asked.

"Hey, where are you from?"

The man obviously didn't want to talk to him, but he didn't dare to offend anyone. He hesitated and muttered for a while.

"Mammoth State." The fighting wolf was stunned for a moment. "Where is the Mammoth State?" the man explained. "Province of Borneo."

The fighting wolf nodded confusedly.

"Oh, that place...it's really far away."

The man didn't say anything. He hurriedly moved the bricks. After borrowing the bricks, he hurried away.

The fighting wolf did not stop him, but followed the rickety man and looked at the group of people in the distance.

Although their appearances are different, some are young and some are old, some are handsome and some are ugly, but their temperaments are surprisingly the same.

He couldn't think of how to describe these people, but subconsciously thought of cows. This is the most bizarre place.

He remembered that the Niu tribe should be the nobles of Borneo Province, but these people were more like the sacred cows that carried the sun than the Niu tribe.

There seemed to be an invisible rope around their necks, with their backs to the scorching sun. No one was holding them, but everyone seemed to be led by the nose.

Brother Stick, who was standing not far away, sighed, took off the miner's exoskeleton, and stepped forward to stop a man who was a little too old.

"Old... Mr., you are too tired from moving bricks. Please wear my equipment to move."

He came to the construction site not for money, but for the prestige and contribution points of the mixed area, and by the way to gain experience in the power sequence and "social practice".

This is the game mechanism of "Wasteland OL", which was decided a long time ago.

When players want to use VM and various mechanisms attached to VM to carry out activities in a certain area, they must start with some deep-rooted tasks to increase the reputation of the area to more than 1,000 (friendly).

The man who was suddenly spoken to was a little overwhelmed and quickly declined. "I, I don't know how to use it."

Brother Gun said enthusiastically, thinking that a good person will do it to the end. "It's okay, I'll teach you!"

"No, no, no, sir, I'm afraid I've damaged it for you, and I... I really can't afford to pay for it." The man had a frightened expression on his face, waving his hands desperately, but refused to continue.

"It's okay! This thing is not expensive, only 2,000 silver coins. If it wears out, forget about it. I just want to replace it with a new one." Brother Gun turned on the translation function of VM and said these words in a non-standard way with a smile. Renlianyu said it again.

Hearing this, the man smiled bitterly and said nothing.

2000 silver coins.

He only made more than 100 for a month...

But even 100 silver coins are much better than when he was farming in Mammoth State.

When you cultivate the land in the noble manor, you only have beans to eat when there is too much food to sell. Usually, you have to eat a meal of dirt in at least three days.

People here are not only responsible for food and accommodation, but also only need to work for eight hours a day. He can save all 100 silver coins and send them home.

I heard that some hard-working young men can earn 5 to 8 silver coins a day by moving a lot, and maybe more than 200 silver coins a month!

200 silver coins equals 2,000 gallons. Even if you put it in Golden Gallon Port, it is a high salary, not to mention that you don’t need to spend money for food and accommodation here.

When he thought of the mouths at home, he no longer wasted time with this stranger who seemed to have no good intentions at first sight. He hurriedly said borrowed it and went to move...

Sometimes fate is so wonderful. A seemingly unsolvable problem can't come up with a solution no matter how hard you think about it, but in the end it is perfectly solved in an unexpected place.

Mammoth State? What a great place.

When the trade relationship between Mammoth State and the South China Sea Alliance is established in the future, maybe the South China Sea League can really consider investing there.

Li Minghui never expected that he had planned to ruin it, but before he started dozing off, someone handed him a pillow.

And one hundred thousand were delivered in one delivery.

These young and middle-aged workers from Mammoth State are all between the ages of 18 and 30, and they are all married. They have at least two children at home, and some have elderly people to support.

The Mammoth State authorities promised him that these people who come to work through labor dispatch companies will never run around, let alone commit crimes, and they will take the money and leave after doing the work, and will never occupy any of the South China Sea Alliance. public resources and social welfare.

The only requirement is that the South China Sea Alliance provide ships to transport these people and be responsible for the training of these personnel.

In other words, they are only responsible for recruiting and managing people.

As soon as Li Minghui heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately agreed and even transferred the nuclear-powered cargo submarine that had just been launched to pull people there.

As of now, there are already 50,000 workers from the Mammoth State working in the South China Sea Alliance, and the construction sites on the northern islands are rising like rockets.

Although he does not want to do too many redundant things in the remaining term of his term, if he does not take advantage of this kind of advantage that has only advantages and no disadvantages, he will be very sorry to the people in the southern sea area who support him.

But what Li Minghui didn't expect was that even so, he would still be picked on by representatives from the southern sea area. It was a sunny afternoon. He was sitting in his office drinking tea and reading the newspaper. Suddenly, footsteps came from the corridor outside.

As soon as he put down the newspaper in his hand, Si Wen, the secretary-general of the representative association, opened the door and walked in, glaring at him and saying.

"What's going on with those people on the Beidao construction site?"

The representative meeting of the South China Sea Alliance is similar to that of the Alliance. In addition to the general representatives, there is also a committee selected by representatives, and the Secretary-General generally represents the unanimous opinions of the members.

Although Li Minghui didn't like these noisy guys, after all, they had the final say in the law, so they still had to pay attention and explained.

"Those are refugees from the Mammoth State."

"Why did the refugees from Mammoth State appear in the southern waters?" Si Wen stared into his eyes and said aggressively, "The representative conference has not passed the relevant resolutions, how can you make decisions without authorization!"

Li Minghui did not answer his question, but asked instead. "Will representatives prohibit labor dispatch?"

Si Wen frowned, not knowing what kind of geoduck was hidden in his shell, but he still followed the rules. "No."

Li Minghui continued to ask.

"Will the representative prohibit alliance companies from coming to work in North Island?" Si Wen said impatiently.

"No, what exactly do you want to say? Are those guys all members of the Alliance?"

"What's the problem with the labor dispatch company registered in Chipchi Port dispatching 10,000 workers to the North Island?" Li Minghui showed a sympathetic smile on his face and looked at the stunned Si Wen. Hands, "This does not violate any laws. If I reject their kindness, you will have to rely on me to abuse the power in my hands... I'm sorry, I won't be that stupid, or you can go back and discuss it and re-stipulate it." The identity of the dispatched employees of the labor service company is your business."

A president who cannot and has no interest in being re-elected is invincible.

Looking at Si Wen who was stunned and speechless, Li Minghui felt extremely happy.

This bunch of "%￥#＠", relying on the support of the alliance behind them, are used to being lawless, and they always find fault with them no matter what.

When he wanted to be Charas before, they were on guard against him every day, but now that he doesn't want to be, they still yell at him every now and then.

This time he finally felt proud and proud, letting them suffer a defeat at their home court. "Is there anything else?"

Lifting the tea cup and taking a sip, Li Minghui looked at the secretary-general who could not hold back a word and said teasingly.

"How about you go back and have a meeting to discuss it?"

Si Wen glared at him fiercely and was about to turn around and leave when another person suddenly came outside the office door. But this time it was not from the Congress, but from the Secretary of the Presidential Office.

Seeing that the door was open, the secretary walked straight in, looked at Li Minghui sitting at the back of the office, and spoke quickly.

"Mr. President, Duke Nihak from the Xilan Empire wants to see you! On behalf of the Xilan royal family, he expressed his willingness to provide the South China Sea Alliance with a loan for post-war reconstruction, totaling 10 billion Xilan coins. No need Just pay it back within twenty years with interest."

Li Minghui was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember what the Xilan coin looked like, so he subconsciously asked. "How much does it cost in exchange for silver coins?"

The secretary was also stunned for a moment and said with an embarrassed expression.

"Well, there is very little direct trade between the Alliance and the Empire, and it usually goes through the Golden Gallon Port... The current local accepted exchange rate is that 4 gallons is equivalent to about 5 West Lan coins, and the anchors are mainly Cotton for textiles and beans for feed."

After the embargo ended, the market price of a pound of beans in Huzhou and Baozhou was about 5 Xilan coins, and the market price in Jingallang Port was about 4 gallons on average, mainly for oil extraction and making feed.

Although the Xilan coins in the Golden Gallon Port Bank were “lent out and sold in large quantities”, causing the Xilan coins to become waste paper in Lowell State and even the Tiger and Leopard States, the empire is not a giant stone after all. The city not only had a large population but also endured hardships and stood hard work. The blood and sweat of nearly 100 million serfs flowed into Huzhou and Baozhou along the Yongliu River, and the Xilan coins were brought back.

More than that, originally the value of Xilan coins was determined by the two single export commodities of slaves and livestock. Now, due to the existence of Golden Gallon Port, the empire's import and export business has suddenly become busy. On the contrary, it has changed from the original "basically" "No outsiders are interested" became "With a relatively stable exchange rate."

Using the data given by his secretary, Li Minghui did a rough calculation with his fingers, and it didn't matter to him. Once he did the calculation, he was shocked.

Eight hundred million silver coins? !

If this exchange rate is reliable, is it equivalent to lending 8 silver coins per person in the Xilan Empire to the South China Sea Alliance? ! Is this empire so rich? !

Li Minghui felt that his hands were shaking. He had never shaken like this when he was bombarded by ships on Anle Island.

Si Wen, who was standing next to the desk, was also stunned, with his mouth open and speechless. He just stared at Li Minghui with his eyes, wishing he could grab the pen on this guy's desk and sign the loan agreement for him!

Eight hundred million silver coins······

Each citizen of the South China Sea Alliance can receive an average of 800!

In fact, there was no need for the crazy hints from the representative conference at all. Li Minghui just swallowed, stared at his secretary and asked hurriedly.

"How will they pay? No, I mean when will they send the money?" the secretary whispered.

"Duke Nihak didn't say...but he is in Beidao now. Don't you plan to meet him and talk face to face?" Li Minghui quickly looked at Si Wen, who was as docile as a The fully fed seagull consciously retreated to the door of the office.

"I'm fine. I wish you smooth negotiations. Dear General Li Minghui, I hope you can lead us from one victory to another."

This guy has never called himself a general, especially in this presidential palace.

Looking at Si Wen who had already exited the door, Li Minghui felt proud and could not help but curse. "These guys are greedy for money!"

After saying that, he coughed and looked at his secretary.

"Invite Duke Nihak to dinner for me... The highest standard, don't neglect the distinguished guest."

On the front lines of Haiya Province, the battle is as fierce as ever.

With the update of the version, the limit of closed beta players has been increased to 100,000, and a large number of new players have entered the game. Recently, many new recruits have been born in the alliance, which makes Chu Guang's eyes shine.

For example, the "copycat" of the Burning Legion - the Hellfire Corps.

As the alliance's second airborne corps composed of players, this corps has reached a scale of 1,000 people.

However, unlike the Burning Corps, they are not equipped with power armor and are more similar to light paratroopers. They are accustomed to using W-1A unpowered gliders and an airdrop motorcycle vehicle produced by Goblin Technology.

Although the veterans of the Burning Legion always tease them that they are "will-o'-the-wisp boys", this corps performed quite well on the northern front, reaching the T3 level. Compared with the A-test stage, it was firmly in charge of the unknown troops. The status of the Silver Corps has even surpassed it.

At least it is much more reliable than the abstract corps, which is mainly about work.

In addition, a new "mountain regiment" stands out, called the Climber Corps!

The northern border of Haiya Province is hilly. The more than a thousand players of this corps not only figured out their own unique tactics through dozens of deaths, but also cooperated with the NPCs in Dawn City Industrial Zone. A special set of mountain warfare equipment was developed.

Includes a grapple gun, short combat boots with grapples, and more.

When not equipped with exoskeletons, with these simple and cheap equipment, they can even unleash a combat effectiveness that is not inferior to that of exoskeleton soldiers.

In addition, Qiang Rendi and I Want to Quietly established the Raptor Corps, who were keen on preaching.

Level 99, a trash picker who originally belonged to the Burning Corps but never joined the group, finally retired from the Burning Corps and officially joined the newly formed corps.

At present, the actual combat performance of the Corps is still a question mark, but the future is promising.

Because the players are so awesome, Chu Guang feels more and more like an NPC recently.

His job every day is to stand back and forth to the starting point, and then watch the players on the front line charge forward, throwing cannonballs at no cost.

The current situation on the Northern Front is that of mincing meat. Tactically, there is room for maneuver, but strategically, there is basically no room for maneuver.

This is true from the 100,000 troops reinforced by the legion, to the Alpha Task Force of the academy, as well as the mercenaries and rookies sent to the front line by companies one after another.

However, what is encouraging is that under the siege of the coalition forces, the Torch Church's fatigue has become increasingly obvious, and it may not take long to end this protracted war.

Haiya Province is less than the size of Mammoth State. The fact that this war can last so long is really because the Torch Church is too capable.

On the first weekend of November, Chu Guang planned to take half a day off to get some experience on Earth’s Internet and see how other “operators” cut leeks. Cheng Yan, the foreign minister of the alliance, But suddenly a video call came over.

"...Dear Mr. Administrator, although you may have noticed it, I still have to remind you that the empire seems to be making small moves around us recently."

Chu Guang raised his eyebrows and asked curiously. "Oh? What action."

Cheng Yan continued speaking carefully.

"...They gave the South China Sea Alliance an interest-free loan of 10 billion Xilan coins, and only made simple requirements on the use of the funds. Goods must be imported from the ports in the Xilan Empire. In addition, In addition, they also negotiated a steel and cement export order worth one billion Xilan dollars at a price that is 50% lower than the market price."

Chu Guang was stunned for a while when he heard this and said nothing.

It's not that I was frightened by the empire's generosity, it was mainly that I didn't understand what a shameless operation this was.

Usually, this kind of situation that can defeat him only happens to players. It is relatively rare that "NPC" can defeat him.

The last time was the Gray Wolf Army's raid on French Fries Port. He looked at the map for a long time and couldn't figure out what the empire had gained besides begging for a meal.

It was the same this time. He didn't understand what new tricks the wizard was trying to play.

In fact, objectively speaking, there is nothing wrong with debt as a lubricant for the economy. After all, domestic currency borrowing can stimulate the export of local products, and export is one of the troika of the economy. Under certain circumstances, Giving money to outsiders is more useful than lending money to one's own people.

Especially when the money supply in the local market is less than the actual market demand - that is, when facing a deflation problem, it is also a basic practice for small economies to actively "import" a small amount of inflation, especially in the case of the South China Sea Alliance. A wealthy economy.

However, the problem is that Borneo itself is still a serf economy. Many survivors are in the "cattle" category according to the standards of "Stars". Obviously, this is not a problem of deflation or inflation, but a fundamental problem there. There is no market in the classic sense, so why must we force market methods?

If we must consider it from the perspective of the imperial royal family, Chu Guang thought about adding a supplementary clause of "repaying the loan in dinars or silver coins of equal value", or asking the South China Sea Alliance to sell things to The empire also had to collect Xilan coins, which didn’t seem so funny.

Even putting aside the "benefits" itself, the operation itself is full of puzzling points.

Before, the Alliance borrowed money from Boulder City. The reason why Boulder City was willing to borrow money was that on the one hand, it had guns in hand, and on the other hand, there was mutual investment between the two parties. If the stack is full, even if the alliance considers its own interests, it is unlikely to directly refuse to pay.

Just like the South China Sea Alliance, it is impossible to default on the alliance's money.

In fact, Boulder City also adopts a similar economic control model for various farms in Jinchuan Province, including Liszt who invested in Camu tree plantations in Jinchuan Province a long time ago.

It's just that the nobles in the inner city were too greedy and arrogant, and the chips on the gambling table were stacked too high, and they finally ruined themselves.

As for the empire...

Maybe the blood is indeed much thicker than that of Boulder City, but none of the other conditions are met, at least in the eyes of an outsider like him.

Chu Guang thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what the empire was trying to do. Logically speaking, doing charity was not the way to do it. It was more like someone was giving bad ideas to the wizard.

But someone is giving away money for free, which is a good thing for the guys in the alliance.

After all, the South China Sea Alliance is no longer inflation, but "direct collapse of the local currency." Even government employees are paid with alliance silver coins.

At this time, someone is willing to come to the South China Sea Alliance to buy air that is worse than "beer bubbles". The locals will not refuse as long as they are not fools.

Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh. In addition to the academy, there was another guy in this wasteland that he couldn't guess.

The Sticky Community and Golden Gallon Port gave the empire a sum of money, but the emperor there would use it like this, which he did not expect

"Why don't you ask Duke Galawa if we can borrow some too?"

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment.

"This... is not good."

He is not in charge of economics, but he always feels that having too much debt is not a good thing, and he also feels that Xilan coins are useless.

But Chu Guang had different ideas from him, and just smiled encouragingly and said.

"If there's anything wrong, just go and ask... Of course, if others really don't want to, forget it, and there's no need to force them."

Seeing that Chu Guang was not joking, Cheng Yan could only say dumbfounded. "Okay."

After hanging up the communication, Chu Guang planned to put the matter aside, but in the end he couldn't hold back his itchy hands and went to the big account to update an announcement on the forum, revealing the news of the huge sum of money to Professional players who live in the southern sea area.

Mosquitoes, no matter how small they are, are still meat, and the South China Sea Alliance may not be able to finish the meat themselves, so why not let the players who are active there help the locals digest it.

For example, help them convert their endless Xilan coins into silver coins at a 50% discount.

Although Xilan coins are of little use elsewhere, they are still very useful for professional players who are active in Golden Gallon Port...

--

(Thanks to the six leaders of "Makabakamo" for the reward!!! Boss is awesome!!)