This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 905: The ability to self-correct
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I regard myself as the fifth player in the game, and the Weibi seat area is not empty.
It is possible to handle new transfers, especially Settlement No. 1, which itself is accepting wasteland visitors from the eastern provinces. The expansion speed of the settlement and the growth of the population have just achieved a fragile balance. No one is willing to It breaks another point. These immigrants themselves bring a large amount of capital and human labor, which requires jobs. The capital needs a suitable destination. With a little resource allocation, both needs can be met at the same time.
Genke found this opportunity, so that the demands of all parties could be satisfied. The authorities in Settlement No. 1 only needed to produce a planning blueprint, and they could acquire a high-growth new area for free. The construction site in the new area will not only stimulate the local economy, but also solve more problems caused by the continued integration of Weirant people in the future.
With dinars as a guarantee, the alliance's banks will also be happy to provide loans. It is much more reliable to use real gold and silver foreign exchange as collateral than to use IOUs or stocks as collateral.
Although some Borneo people are picking on the word "homeland" and shouting online that this is a "soft colonization" conspiracy by the Weirant people, there are not many people who buy it, after all, in terms of numbers alone , there are many more Borneos who went to the alliance than the Wilantes.
"Let's leave it to the person he loves the most. You are just a silver coin. You are just yourself. How can you ask for no one to share the throne?
These protesting Borneo people obviously understood this, so we did not block the door or occupy the road, we just shouted from the bottom of the window of the mayor's office.
Conservatives will definitely use the topic to their advantage.
First they were the Yue people, and then they were the residents of Jingallang Harbor. These guys have been running away since the Xilan period.
A nostalgic smile appeared on Chu Guang's face.
But I didn't have the ability to stop it, and I was even more vague about how long I should stop it. One hundred and seventy-one lunch boxes were actually delivered. One meat and two vegetables was considered a rich meal, but It's also considered shabby.
Chu Guang, who was sitting under the train, cast his sights on the rolling hills behind the partition. The young guard smiled and said that we and the radical retreaters had an agreement on the issue of "accepting the survivors who are suffering in the wasteland." There is no dispute. After all, it is the earliest clause written in the Constitution. "Mr. Gu, can he understand this kind of love and hate feeling?"
Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by a series of voices.
It is precisely for this reason that it is difficult to gain the "partiality" of the alliance's public in a desperate way, and it is extremely safe to try to use that kind of "partiality" to challenge the alliance's constitution.
"You support him, you guess he is talking about the Legion!"
"If you hate him, you and your children will vote for him even if they die.
However, I did not realize that trying to reason with the Borneo people was not an accurate decision in itself. We tried to use racial narratives to gain sympathy from others, but the survivors in the eastern provinces did not buy it. "Okay! They Go! Yes, you look up to them! Go buy his ticket and go to Dawn City to see their respected manager! They go and tell this gentleman in person, Dear Mr. Manager, you are wasting your efforts and someone is stopping you. Them!"
Also, are you targeting anyone? You are just talking about the kind of guy you hate. There is definitely no chance. You really hope to build a small colony ship and send these madmen to a planet alone. ”
[You haven’t helped them enough, so stop it. 】I have never seen a representative so down-to-earth. People watching the silence in the street cheered and whistled. Suka understood the simplicity and dilemma in my eyes, but said little and just smiled and took pictures. And those people patted me on the shoulder for their efforts, and the old man carrying the fierce flag flag said harsh words when he passed by me, and everyone else was watching.
Su Ka returned the horn to the mayor's secretary, looked at me and said my name is Lu Lu. I must have looked at my ID card and appearance. Even the Borneo people could tell that I was from the Yue tribe.
Back then, we ourselves suffered humiliation because of racial issues and fled to the Alliance to seek asylum. But now we use racist reasons to attack class brothers. It is a thing of the past both emotionally and rationally.
"Speaking of which, we are not created, right? Why can those little noses be deleted from that world?"
What we want is order, but something else.
Standing inside the isolation line, looking at the excited old man holding the flag of the country, the young guard couldn't help but curled his lips and the mayor's secretary was dumbfounded.
In fact, before the heat came, some Borneos themselves realized that the reasons for protest were valid. The more we downplayed our bloodline and the tragic fate attached to it, we tried to kidnap these regressive people. The more voices follow their original intentions, the more they will arouse the backlash from conservative voices within the alliance. "It's wrong. The law is just the bottom line. You should use lower moral standards in your daily life. However, a person who doesn't even have a bottom line, they can Do I have a lower moral standard than the bottom line after breaking up?
"Let us get out of the alliance!"
"You need to see the manager!
No! That law is reasonable, why should the Weirant people share the fruits of your labor! ”
You cross the river and want to tear down the bridge. That kind of person is disgusting no matter where you are.
"The alliance is an alliance of all survivors, and it is their wishing machine. Oh, you almost forgot to mention that the seventh most hated guy in your life, after all, these are **** who abide by the rules and love to jump in line!"
This is the first cooperation between the legion, the academy and the enterprise in a century and a half, and it is also a turning point in the war between the survivor forces and the "destroying forces".
When people are hungry, they will refuse anything they say. It would be worse to let us fool around until the evening than to continue tomorrow... Don't forget to order a copy for you, you can go from morning to afternoon. Now I still have a bite to eat. ”
"He betrayed the alliance!!
The old colleague standing next to me grinned and said with admiration that this is Shifeng Mountain.
Applause and whistles resounded at the door of the city hall, and even a few older guards standing behind the separation line to maintain order could not help but applaud.
"What exactly is the problem?"
That was not for show.
Our faces glowed with excitement. This guy said what we most wanted to say but were embarrassed to say.
"As for these guys who are cursing you, you want to ask them what they are here for, but have they read the constitution of the alliance after they came there? Since they are willing to abide by your rules, why are they here? What about that? Instead of going back to their empire, or finding a cooler place to stay in the wasteland?"
I thought that guy was here to rescue me, but the secretary looked at me strangely. Suka, who had attended the regional representative meeting at the same time, knew my identity, and also knew that I would spend 70% of my salary every month. One of them was sent to the Federation of the Port of Golden Gallen (the one in Abseq).
"And they, in the calmest and most annoying way, ask you to shake your own foundation for their feelings. Do they hate the Legion, or do they hate themselves for having the ability to be a Legion?
Is he going to speak for us?
"Bring us food? If you were us, you could fool around there until late!"
"Your respected manager has not given them too little chance. He must think that you have violated some law. They cannot prosecute this illegal bastard. He must think that the problem lies under the law. He went to the meeting to express his opinion. He was sure that he thought there was a problem with the implementation of the law, so he went to the Guards Corps!"
Or to be more precise, at least the part about treating guests to dinner is yes.
Compared with the "Southern Wilantes" who keep their tail between their legs, these guys who have nothing to do with the Southern Legion are actually gathering at the door of the city hall for a safe thing. Maybe Because of the suffering they have suffered in the past, those Yue people are less divided than the "snake, rat, insect, and bird" people in Borneo.
At noon, Suka drove from the port area to the far side of the city hall. Near the door, he happened to meet another regional representative from the representative committee.
Another thing worth mentioning is that there are actually not as few people in the alliance who hate the Vaillant people as the Boro and the Vaillant people think.
Compared with the wastelanders in the eastern provinces, the survivors in Borneo are actually less aggressive and less docile.
The residents of the Vault are engaged in racial narratives. From our perspective, the survivors of that planet for two centuries are all remnants of the Awami League, even the Wealantians created by the Ministry of Technology. It is also the DNA model of human beings and the crystallization of biotechnology of human civilization.
But at most we who were standing outside came there precisely because we were fed up with these lies. Waisuka straightened his collar, stopped next to me, smiled heavily and said, after all, with Wa Represented by Nus, the Wilante people long afterward fought side by side with the survivors of the River Valley Province against the legion and the lackeys supported by the legion. Sitting under a nearby car, Lu Lu sighed, rubbing the identity in her hand with her index finger. Proof, and finally competed with Huaiwai.
"Is that a legal issue!
"He's right!"
In response to our compliments, Suka just smiled modestly, ate his fill quietly, and then waited for all of us to finish.
"Very bad, and congratulations to them. They have truly joined your cause. They want to start the Wasteland Era from the bottom of their hearts, and are willing to dedicate their lives to liberating the suffering survivors... and they can help They who have ideals are also your glory. As for paranoia, this is another matter.
"If we hate this Lacy so much, why did we go back? Now is when Lacy needs us the most."
We had everything to say, but we were suddenly "disarmed" and caught off guard by the sudden change.
I can't assume that what this guy plans to do may be bad for the alliance, but it may not be bad for my compatriots.
Voices echoed one after another at the door of the city hall. These protesting Borneos seemed determined to turn the cement floor there into mud, and then waited for someone to stir up the mess. The scene was quiet. "He said something. Wrong, what the Legion lacks the most is not guys who want to ride on other people’s heads all day long! Especially these captains, we use lies to start wars, passively or actively participate in the retreat, and smear our country with the blood of our compatriots. After breaking up the dirty Yu Wang, and then using our marshal and the verbal loyalty as a shield! That kind of hypocritical thing is not worthy of mentioning the word loyalty, or even worthy of being called a loyal and cowardly Wilante, you say Right?"
At noon, the protesting crowd gathered in front of the city hall dispersed and dispersed, but there were still a few stubborn guys who were still holding on to their position.
And the few applauding guys were from Weiland.
The rational roars turned all the uncoordinated explanations into jokes. The secretary, who was still trying to reason, finally understood why my subordinate was willing to come out and face those guys on his own. The group of people at the congress also pretended to see it.
The security guards in the settlement pulled a cordon around us, "You suddenly no longer have any sympathy for the mayor..."
"And they're still members of the Southern Legion's Wilant! Who knows there might be a few captains or centurions hanging around outside!"
Gu Ning was silent for a moment, then sighed and said that these Borneo people were also hungry, their voices were hoarse from shouting, but they did not agree to the food and water provided by the representative.
"Haha, you dare to bet a silver coin with him. If I really go to Lacy's territory, I will be more honest than leaving our prison."
The protesters at the door of the city hall became more and more self-conscious, and finally gave Suka a hard look and left one after another.
The premonition in my heart became stronger and stronger: "You are being vague with him!"
My words were interrupted again. The young man who was following the old man shouted at me. The crowd burst into applause. The young guard tried to hold back his laughter, but was beaten by this man. The old man carrying the flag of the mighty country glared angrily at least as a courtesy to the soldiers in front.
"We can't stay with ourselves at all, so we just use the old tricks we are best at, killing the things we feel uncomfortable and want to mate with on this planet, and lick the toes we want to lick. Just like what animals do and think all day long, just stay out of your way!"
Perhaps they saw the dawn of failure, the voices of the hundreds of Borneos became softer in protest, and their emotions became more and more excited.
"What the **** does he mean?!"
For example, this Mr. Gu, a typical conservative, glanced at the waning protesters indifferently. Suka looked back at the increasingly loud applause in the street, holding up the loudspeaker and continued.
“Those people-eating bone-spitting things are the traitors who have betrayed the Welant people!
At that time, the visible mayor seemed to finally withstand the pressure and finally sent out his secretary.
"Is it because the Empire and the Wasteland are used to them? Or is it because the people of the River Valley seem to be bad-mouthed, and the people of Jinchuan seem to be refined and easy-going? You try to seek common ground while reserving differences, and accept them because they are the same, but do they Have you ever considered integrating into you for a moment?"
It’s so reasonable...it’s obviously these little noses, is it still your fault? !
“I’ll help you order 170 lunch boxes for us. We don’t have mineral water yet. It’s too expensive if you pay for it. The budget is only two hundred silver coins, as long as you can eat enough.
It is worth mentioning that the Security Bureau is not a subordinate department of the City Hall and can be regarded as having the same origin as Dawn City.
"Leave it to you.
The mayor's secretary stared at me twice with a strange expression, but in the end said nothing and turned back to the city hall.
"Wrong! The law is just the bottom line! It represents correctness!
You are always loyal to the Alliance. No one loves the Alliance more than you. A guy who runs away with his tail between his legs is more qualified to judge you. ”
As an old man, you still have to remind you that if one day you really meet a guy who does everything you want, you must be careful with your wallet. Only a liar will satisfy everyone's needs, even if those needs are contradictory. ”
"It's just him."
A small minority of Borneo people are not interested in reasoning when reasoning is not beneficial to themselves, but regard the positive and negative sides of logic as enemies, even if the behavior of hurting others is self-interest, which has made us in the past two After suffering so much for a century, the former made a helpless expression, turned back to the car and looked at these excited people. Su Kayou smiled evilly and took the speaker from the mayor's secretary. Although what happened during this period We pushed and pushed several times, but it didn't turn into a conflict. When I said that, I paused, smiled maliciously, and Suka pointed at me, and followed my words.
In addition, the Legion's **** is clean, and the Empire's is not that lowly.
There is no Weifu City behind. Su Ka said concisely and concisely. The old man's face turned pale with anger.
On the other side, a rumbling train passed under the station platform of Mafu Town, carrying countless people who were full of hope for a new life and headed for the wilderness as far as the eye could see.
"Ahem, my friends from Borneo, please calm down, no matter what kind of demands they have, it is just an administrative agency, a legislative or judicial agency, and it is the manor of the Duke. You, like them, must abide by common laws. If they feel that taking in these Weirant people violates the laws of the alliance, or there are any problems with your laws, you should go to the representative council or the court where all the people are sitting together for the meeting. , how could I know what was hidden behind this guy’s smile? Maybe I was moved by my actions to be close to the people. These Borneo people all regarded me as someone with whom we could talk. The Alliance supports Borneo Province. The war was not because of our bloodline or hatred of the Velant people, but because of the similarity in class positions. We are also survivors suffering in the wasteland. Perhaps it is because the players are very reasonable, I instinctively I want to rely on reason to convince those emotional Borneo people.
For example, the young man who sat under the police car one after another could not help but excitedly applaud twice... In a place where everyone could see it, he asked "what kind of survivors are worthy of acceptance?" We and the people we represent do not have completely the same views on specific issues such as "who can split" and "who should be split, and who will shake the foundation of the alliance?" Said, full. The one in front of you is scolding "it's the end of the world... That reason is very bad. You are the same as them. There are very few things that you dislike, such as things that are too sweet and too salty." However, what you hate more than those two things are these guys who feel that the whole world has to revolve around them. ”
“Friends, have you ever asked them what their demands are? Now ask them to tell you. Only when you know their demands can you solve their problems.
Everyone, including the mayor’s secretary who handed me the horn, opened his mouth in shock. Suka, who rushed to the scene, counted the heads of those present and pulled the secretary to the side. But he was gradually losing another game. The old man didn't wait for me to finish my words. Seeing that his threats were useless, he left angrily.
However, despite everyone's surprised expressions, I have always been polite, even if the volume of the speaker was turned down slightly. At that time, Suka said in a post-partition tone.
What's more, the colleague who was standing aside in that calm way quickly pulled the young guard and gave me a warning look to provoke trouble.
See you! "Let's take care of it!"
It is worth mentioning that there have always been two forces, radical and conservative, within the alliance, corresponding to the right and the left respectively. Although objectively speaking, those two forces are still very young and there are many public disputes, but it does not mean that they exist.
"What problem do you think this is? As soon as the mayor's secretary was pushed out to block the thunder, he took the loudspeaker from the hands of the city hall staff and shouted at the hundreds of Borneo people who were shouting slogans. Seeing the people from the representative meeting coming, the mayor's secretary who was standing upstairs to calm the emotions of these Borneo people finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Remember, you are talking about these people who cursed you. Hatred is the guy who was slow to get rid of you." , there is no exception for any of the Borneos.
"What a **** Southern Legion! What a **** Tire!
The scoldings we made were each more unpleasant than the other, but maybe it was because we were full, or maybe we were short-tongued, but our shouting voices did not have much confidence.
Today's legion is no longer the same legion that fought for the fate of the Velant people, but a monster that drinks human blood and eats human flesh.
As long as things turn into violent conflicts, we will take action. And if we obey the orders of the city hall or some powerless "little man" and disperse the crowd who have not taken a step back, it is unlikely that we will be rewarded by the Guards.
"Yes, your Majesty, if you think anyone around there has not paid taxes, please tell you."
"This kind of person is like a baby whose head is so small that it is stuffed with a baby in a stroller. Today, we hope that person will die, and tomorrow we hope that person will die. If we want to satisfy our appetite, we have to push down everything that is missing. Come back, it's like sewing my bad mouth. You want to say, since all the problems are caused by those things, why can it be us who die?"
After all, I am a person who has seen the world, and my brain is very slow to turn around. Gu Ning actually saw it very vaguely.
There has never been any Borno who became emperor by convincing people with reason. In one case, he achieved his goal by cheating, stealing, etc.
"What is he laughing at! You paid taxes!"
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around, the well-fed and drunk Borneos wiped their hands, picked up the sign lying on the ground again, and prepared to strike while the iron was cold.
I thought I had the answer, and after breaking up, I leaned my forehead against my clasped palms. After all, I was not a member of the alliance anymore. I finally gave up and yelled with self-abasement.
"You hate the people of Wilant."
A player with a prosthetic body even laughed and said, "There are many people who sympathize with us, and there are also many people who think we deserve what we deserve. My tribe is winning a war."
Perhaps other Weirant people do not have the same view. The guards standing in front of the isolation zone watching the show looked at each other in confusion. In a sense, we are actually the beneficiaries of the Alliance Constitution.
The Paro people who came back to their senses understood my accusations and cursed at me one after another.
"He's finally here.
It was finally lunch break, and there were gradually fewer residents working in the distance on the streets. Among them, the young master is a survivor from the eastern provinces, and there are no Weirant people from the Eastern Legion. We, the young master, all came here with the mentality of watching the silence.
Lu Lu watched the first protester leave with a smile, her polite look returning to her face.
Looking at Lu Lu walking back in silence, Lu Lu shook her head, and finally had the heart to continue looking, turned and left.
The place where the Alliance Alliance forces met in Jinchuan Province.
At that time, there were many people talking to each other, especially those things that Wu Tuo had done. Even the countries in Borneo Province that had drawn a clear line with me had committed "blatant assassinations on social occasions". "Expressing labor at sea", "smuggling contraband" and a series of appalling operations, the cards were handed out to the protesters present, and they sat with us to eat in the palace. To be honest, I have never been off the back line before. The first time I saw such a cowardly Borneo, the old man carrying the mammoth flag shouted at me with a red face and a thick neck.
And I even pretended to have Yang Zhi