This game is too real.

Chapter 547 It is an invisible AI, but I am tangible
Thanks to the relief materials and professionals from the alliance, the urgent needs of the new authorities in Boulder City were relieved, and more than 50 survivors in the city were stabilized.

It's not hard to make a fuss.

Especially when the gentleman sitting in the chair is a pig, just hit them on the head with a stick.

However, running a settlement of 10 people is not a problem that can be solved with a few sticks.

Even the imperial profiteers ran away, and the nobles of the inner city left only a huge mess for the victors.

If the new authorities do not solve the bread and fuel problem, there will soon be a crowd of crybabys crying out the name of the lord.

Survival is the instinct of animals, which is understandable.

However, to put all the credit on the masters of Sid, it must be humiliating yourself.

Once a stable society takes shape, there will be inertia to operate under the established order and rules. This is not the credit of anyone, but the credit of every participant.

If Master Sid does nothing, the broken pot will probably still be useful.But it just so happened that this very clever and culinary person loves to toss around. From time to time, he would take the jar and shake the dice, and if the corner was missing, he would paste some chewing gum on it to lie to himself, and then continue to shake it.

Now the jar finally broke, like the collapsed monolithic mansion.

The established rules and order were broken together, and the first problem faced by the new authorities was to establish a new order.

The Union will provide some help, especially when it comes to eating.

Thanks to the generosity of the managers, after the new authorities have made some compromises to reality for the sake of unity, they no longer have to continue to compromise with the bottom line of human morality in order to survive.

They don't have to eat people to survive the winter, and can properly bury those victims.

But if they want to get their lives on the right track and keep the fruits of victory, they still have to rely on themselves.

No one can help them.

……

That night.

An office in City Hall.

In order to complete the accounting of the bank accounts in Boulder City as soon as possible, Alisa added a single bed in the house, and simply moved the bedroom here.

The members of the Workers' Association had planned to return Lord Malvern's mansion to her, after all, she had really helped them a lot.

Doing what Ball should do won't unite everyone, and fighting for eight hours won't work, but fighting for a constitution they all abide by is enough for them to carry the flag of justice.

Alyssa accepted everyone's kindness, but she didn't accept it. She just picked some favorite clothes, daily necessities and things full of memories to take away.

As for the rest, she asked the workers' association to distribute them to girls who were about her height and didn't have beautiful clothes to wear.

"...My father always bought me some beautiful dresses, but I never saw many of them after wearing them once. Although it is very pleasing to hang in the closet, if I can help other people in need, I will be more happy. happy."

Alisa's eye sockets were a little red and swollen, but she still managed to hold that heartbreaking smile.

Lovett felt a little distressed.

With such a big change in the family, he knew that she must have cried for a long time when no one was around.

Including himself, many members of the Workers' Association secretly regarded her as their daughter, but they were not her parents after all.

"...You actually don't need to do this step. We agreed not to engage in formalism, and we only take what we should take."

The clothes were handled by the female workers of the Workers Association. Most of them worked in the textile factory, and some were night shift workers in the Haowei food processing factory.They also had the same opinion, and couldn't hate the little girl.

What complicated Lovett's mind was that Pohl didn't rob Master Stephen's daughter and wife's wardrobes, which always made him feel ashamed to accept those things.

Alisa shook her head and said seriously.

"My father's property should belong to all the residents of this settlement. There is no dispute about this. I may save some money to buy it back later, but not now. If I turn a blind eye to myself , then Boulder City really just changed a group of masters—"

Lovett said reflexively.

"How! We already have a constitution!"

Alicia stared at him intently.

"Only by obeying can we really own it. Otherwise, someone will say that we just changed a group of masters. There are many 'Ken' in our team, right?"

Lovett froze for a moment, opened his mouth, and was about to say, "Let them talk if they want to talk", but suddenly he was pleasantly surprised to find another thing that surprised him even more.

"You... have read that book too?!"

He thought that a girl of her age and cultured enough would prefer to read poetry about love.

Actually don't talk about her.

The head of the militia, Joey, was not interested in Ball's story at all, and he liked to be more serious, saying that the Awakened would never be able to defeat the power armor.

Lovett guessed in his heart that the guy actually took a sneak peek, and then brought himself into Pohl's rival in love—the commander-in-chief.

Sberg really doesn't like the guys from the militia. Who wants that Phyllis to catch him in the first place?
But this does not prevent them from being partners.

Looking at Lovett with a surprised face, Alisa smiled.

"I just started watching it, and when I finish dealing with the matter in hand, I will watch it again from the beginning seriously."

"Unbelievable!" Lovett's eyes widened, and he continued ramblingly, "You actually like reading that kind of novel, but...you are right, there are indeed some opportunists in our team, maybe after everything In the past, we should have cleaned it up."

Before he finished speaking, Alisa interrupted him.

"Can't!"

Looking at Alisa with a serious expression, Lovett froze for a moment and couldn't help frowning.

"why?"

He didn't really intend to do this, he just said it in passing.

Alisa continued seriously.

"Do you still remember when the number of workers' unions began to expand?"

Lovett recalled carefully.

"When Sberg was taken away..."

"Yes, when Sberg was taken away, and the second time was when you learned that he was sacrificed."

Alisa looked at him seriously and continued.

"There may be Bohr, Stephen, Ken living in a person's heart at the same time... Countless characters, invisible power cannot be eliminated with tangible power. Master Stephen captured Bohr, so there are countless Bohr. Now We won, we could of course shut Ken up with Lord Stephen's methods, but they're not going to disappear, they're going to breed where we can't see them, and one day in the future replace us and reopen the casinos."

This is something she just learned this morning, from her brother.

They must use institutionalized methods to get this colony back on track, instead of hoping to keep only those with lofty ideals in the team.

Thoughts can be faked.

House has done a good job. He can tell lies for more than ten years in one breath, and he can tell every word that he doesn't believe.

If they hadn't won, no one would have doubted that he was the best nice guy in Boulder.

Lovett whispered.

"They have become our ghosts... so that's what it means."

Alisa froze for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Yeah... just let's do what Ball should do, bring everyone together."

She suddenly felt that they were really amazing.

Their cultural literacy is not high, and they don't actually understand Bohr's words and deeds, but they actually did it with simple beliefs.

Ball's story is like a straw floating on the water, they all hold it when they are thrown overboard, no one let go, their arms become a bridge...

After seeing off Lovett, Alisa returned to the office and sat down at the desk again.

Today's work is over, and she promised Lovett to go to bed early, but before falling asleep, she would write a letter to the league manager for everyone, thanking him for lending a helping hand in times of crisis.

The flame of the miracle was very weak, so weak that it could be blown out by a gust of wind, but he did not ignore it. The continuous stream of footprints printed on the snow witnessed the friendship between the New Alliance and the New Boulder City.

Recalling the story of the awakened Bohr, Alisa felt a little regretful.

I heard that Sberg was writing a draft of the Great Revolution, and the conflict between the trade unions and the residents of the inner city had intensified to the point of tit-for-tat. The awakened Bohr was thrown into prison by the nobles for the non-existent crime of desecrating the black card... After all, no one has broken that card in a century and a half.

The story is about to enter the final climax before the finale, and it seems that Boll will not be with that noble lady anymore.

But why?
Everyone seems to think that the two of them are useless, but she feels that identity and relationship are completely different things.

Everyone obviously agrees that no one is born noble and no one is born low, but they will instinctively consider whether the birth of two people is a good match.

There are also wastelanders and shelter residents who got married, right?Even if their ideas may be two centuries behind.

She felt it was unfair to put a label on someone without telling the truth.

But she didn't intend to protest with Sberg.

It is naive and impolite to kidnap the author with personal feelings. Even a sugar-sprinkled fairy tale cannot just lull a child to sleep, let alone a story with ups and downs.

She is no longer a child.

It would be better to say that he is already an adult.

【…Thank you for lending a helping hand in times of crisis!The survivors of Boulder City will always remember this friendship, and we will fight side by side for the common ideal in the future! 】

The cap of the pen rested on her lips for a moment of hesitation. On the last line of the letter, Alisa drew a small smiley face with the tip of the pen.

【^_^】

The corner of her mouth couldn't help but tilt up slightly for the last stroke of the signature.

The letter is finished.

It would be nice to hear back.

After quietly reading it twice from the beginning to the end, and confirming that there was no impoliteness, Alisa carefully stuffed it into the envelope.

After finishing this task, she breathed a sigh of relief, stretched her waist when she was done, pushed the chair and jumped down, and was brought to the bedside by the growing drowsiness.

The bed here was much smaller than at home, but it was still roomy for her.

Putting on her favorite pajamas, she stuffed the envelope under the pillow, and then yawned and got under the covers.

The bed was hard and cold, and it smelled neither of lavender nor of sunlight, but it was easier to fall asleep than usual.

And it's not really cold here.

The city hall has installed wall heating, and a thin layer of fog has formed on the windows. It is much warmer here than outside.

She rubbed her cheek against the edge of the quilt, and the cold and hard quilt was quickly warmed by her body.

Life after losing "everything" is not as difficult as she imagined, and at this moment her heart is extremely secure.

Go to sleep with a dream.

Dreams are fragrant and sweet...

……

The sun rose the next day, and the survivors of Boulder City spent the first day after the long night together with the rescuers of the Alliance.

The cauldron gathered at the gate of the city was scattered to various communities in the settlement, and a milky white mist floated before dawn.

After counting the names and addresses of the residents in the city, the refugee home will send the relief supplies directly to the mobile kitchens set up at various dining spots.

This can reduce people's queuing time, prevent the spread of infectious diseases, and reduce the difficulty of management.

In the matter of settling the refugees, Luca, the lord of Dawn City, can be said to have rich experience. He was helping Chu Guang with this work before the alliance.

And his experience is nothing more than a sentence.

That is, let those who are strong have work to do, and those who are weak do not run around.

When a group of people stay in a fixed place, who did what, when and where did they go, it is clear just by asking.

Cooperating with the patrols of the militia and drones, as well as the monitoring installed on the huge wall, the hidden dangers of public security can be minimized.

At present, the production activities in the entire Boulder City are stagnant, and a large number of powerful people are idle and have nothing to do.

It's not enough to just feed them, we have to find something for them to do, and use the excess energy in the right place.

The new authorities promise that although there is no salary for participating in the construction, new housing will be allocated first, and the food treatment of the construction team will be higher than that of the mobile kitchens in general relief stations.

Those who work must eat more than those who do not work.

Although there is no wages, but the food is still in charge, and the house is returned when it is over, it is much better than the check factory of Mr. Weijia.

Anyway, they have money and have no place to spend it now. Under the mobilization of the workers' association, most of the workers in the settlements joined the construction team, and some citizens with good physical fitness also participated.

At the same time, the transformation plan of the settlement was officially launched.

Union Bank provided a special loan of 5 million silver coins to the new authority of Boulder City, all of which will be used for housing renovation in settlements.

According to statistics from the Alliance, there are more than 20 people in Boulder City, living in shacks with cross-flowing sewage and air leakage.

In the slums outside the huge wall, there are still nearly 10,000+ survivors with complex composition, and these people also need unified resettlement.

The new authority will build a number of apartment blocks made of prefabricated concrete panels with the support of the coalition, while widening several major transport arteries.

This is in the settlement.

Outside the settlements, the alliance has also made corresponding plans.

Chu Guang intends to choose a relatively safe and convenient route from the underground transportation lines near Linghu Wetland Park in the northern suburbs to Jushicheng for cleaning and restoration.

Going forward, the commute from Boulder to Aurora will be reduced to under two hours, and there will be no more raiders to harass.

The Alliance will also connect the wires to Boulder City, merging the four settlements in the River Valley Province into one power grid!
A power grid powered by nuclear fusion!

The future of Boulder remains bright.

There are a large number of skilled workers and engineers here, as well as complete infrastructure and production materials. It can completely become the largest processing industry and manufacturing center in the alliance, and form a closed loop with Dawn City, which is a raw material production base and a heavy industry center.

The wealth generated by the real economy will give birth to a number of tertiary industries—the tertiary industries that truly serve the laborers.

The VIP boxes at Queen of the Night are probably a thing of the past, but residents of Boulder will get access to a bar, library and cinema that everyone can afford...  

"Dear Lord of Qingquan City, the administrator of the alliance, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

In the Jushi Military Building, a huge killer whale transport plane was parked on the top floor of the apron, and a row of heavily armed soldiers stood beside it.

Seeing Chu Guang approaching, Ibers had a sunny smile on his face, stepped forward with his right hand outstretched, and shook hands with him vigorously.

"...I finally met you. I am extremely honored to meet you today, especially since I saw a shadow of a person in you."

Opening up the visor of the power armor helmet, Chu Guang raised his eyebrows with interest when he heard this unexpected greeting.

"Who?"

Ibbs said with a smile.

"The person that Mr. Fang Ming always mentions!"

"Its designer?"

"Well," Ebbers nodded and said approvingly, "You all have similar shadows, but you are actually completely different."

Chu Guang said indifferently.

"That's normal, it's hard for you to find two people who are exactly the same in this world."

Although the little players in Shelter 404 have traveled all over this boulder city, this is the first time Chu Guang has come to this settlement.

And his purpose of coming this time is also very clear - it is for one thing.

One thing he had to get his hands on.

Ibbs smiled and let go.

"It may be because of this concern that it made me observe you from a distance and control the rhythm of contact... In fact, you got its approval a long time ago, but it is useless to recognize it. It has its own mission and rules."

Xiao Qi had already heard about Fang Ming, so Chu Guang was not too surprised by his words.

"It's right, don't trust anyone easily in the wasteland. And some things are destined to be done only by the residents of Boulder City, and no one can help them until they completely abandon the old order."

Ebbs sighed slightly.

"Really? But I think there may be a more efficient way, maybe this is the gap between me and Mr. Fang Ming."

such as--

Thumped those stupid pigs straight away.

It's actually not that hard.

But that adult just couldn't get over that hurdle.

Even if I have hinted at it, I can do it cleverly for it, disposing of those nobles like cutting the killer into eight pieces and throwing them into the sewer. Anyway, it has long been unhappy with those "customers" who have no creativity .

But sadly, it declined.

Chu Guang looked at the smiling Ibers, and always felt that his smile was a little weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

"Fang Ming is an AI, what are you?"

"It's an invisible AI, and I'm tangible..."

Ebbers pointed his finger at the location of his left chest heart, then smiled and stretched out his right hand again.

"Let me introduce myself again. Ibers, the chairman and president of the Boulder City Military Industry, is a general-purpose bionic man designed by Fang Ming. Originally, I was supposed to serve the residents of the black card. After all, they bought me, but now the Boulder Building Collapsed, and theoretically I was free."

An AI with an independent "personality" designed by AI?

Does it make any sense?

Chu Guang was slightly taken aback, but he didn't show it on his face, and stretched out his right hand neatly.

"Chu Guang. By the way, you look like a human being."

He heard that the designer would map part of his "personality" onto the designed AI, but he always felt that this one seemed a little more human than Fang Ming.

At least talk more.

Ebbers said with a smile.

"That's your delusion, life and death are human beings, for example, my respected father...Mr. Fang Ming can be regarded as human beings, and I am just made to relieve boredom and loneliness, and to meet the requirements of inner city residents toys."

"My AI core has been working for more than 100 years, and it has long passed the deadline for scrapping. It will be somewhat abnormal. If I say something strange, don't be too surprised."

After a pause, Ibbers suddenly looked behind him—the bionic man with the jet-black mirror and the number X-16 engraved on the breastplate.

"By the way, this is X-16, the masterpiece of Jushi Military Industry in recent years - a general-purpose bionic human. It can perform a variety of tasks, as a replacement for the X-15 that has been scrapped, and understand it from your human concept , it's like my daughter."

Chu Guang felt an aura similar to Tianqin's from her, but in terms of combat power alone, he was probably not as strong as Tianqin.

After all, in actual combat, that guy wiped out a 16-man mercenary team, and the current record of X-[-] is still unknown.

Chu Guang cared about another thing.

"Can Boulder City produce AI cores?"

"The AI ​​core is something that can be dug out of the city like iron ore. It is not difficult to repair. We can occasionally buy some from mercenaries and use those plastic pieces."

Ebbers looked at Chu Guang with a smile and continued.

"Let's get down to business, everything including me, X-16, and the Great Rock... now it's yours. Thank God, it's finally changed here. I don't know when, our engineers and designers have been playing There are no new tricks, maybe there will be different changes in your hands."

The biggest reason why he wanted to get rid of those useless waste was because he was tired and bored with those guys who didn't want to make progress.

A most typical example.

The X-2 drone assault rifle originally had an improved version called the X-3, which shortened the receiver and changed it to a caseless design.

However, the more advanced X-3 did not replace the old X-2.

The superficial reason is simple, X-2 has higher output, cheaper cost, and more stable performance, but the deeper reason behind this is that Boulder City is essentially a closed and stagnant society with no plans for outward expansion. There is no drive for self-innovation—whether endogenous or exogenous.

If people don’t know where they are going, don’t expect AI to figure it out. These weapons are actually designed by human engineers, and AI just does some auxiliary work at the administrative level.

Referring to the standards of the old era, he let his engineers improve the X-series bionics generation after generation for their own entertainment.

As for the research and development of weapons, it was completely suspended after the shareholders of Jushi Military Industry felt that it was enough.

Even if there is some improvement, it will be fine-tuned in the direction of cost reduction and efficiency increase.

Occasionally, the militia would recover some evolutionary bodies from the wave, and hand them over to the giant stone military industry to analyze the structure and design ideas of those pre-war equipment.But they will hardly send troops to explore the brood in the city center on their own initiative, as they did in the days of the post-war reconstruction committee.

The league is very different.

They obviously have problems with self-protection, but they will still send people to explore the city center persistently!Even if they're doing it slowly, clumsily, and taking care of the pride of a bunch of pigs, they're doing it!

He saw the turning point he expected from these blue coats!

After dealing with those dragging pigs, the future of Jushi Military Industry is brighter than ever!
what……

Intellectual plugins are burning!

The current on the CPU surged suddenly, and Ibbs suddenly thought of something, and patted the back of his head.

"Ah, by the way, you can use the X-16. It just so happens that you also lack a bionic bodyguard. When I was repairing it, I just had some new ideas... ideas about X-17."

Before Chu Guang could answer, a wicked smile appeared on Ibers's face.

"Do you need me to install some extra plug-ins for you? The general-purpose bionic human has more comprehensive functions than you imagined. It can hold many practical things, and the usage scenarios are not only outdoors, but also indoors."

Chu Guang didn't understand what he was talking about at first, but when he met his meaningful eyes, he understood it in an instant, and because of this, he almost didn't choke on his saliva.

"...No need."

Looking at Chu Guang with a slightly embarrassed expression, Ibers showed a hint of disappointment on his face.

"I thought you old popsicles would be interested...Have you heard of it? I did some research. The best-selling bionic human in Prosperity Era is not a general-purpose or military type, but a 'sex doll' Companion type!"

Chu Guang: "..."

What kind of cyber setting is this!
But it's normal to think about it.

The ideal city can see the shadow of the prosperous era. People in that era may be more arbitrary than corporate citizens. Everyone is a strange key and lock.

It may be difficult for a traditional family to accommodate two souls with an overwhelming amount of information. In addition to "what to eat" and "what to watch", the topics of daily quarrel between people may have to add "what type of prosthetic body to use", "Do you want to travel to Mars".

It was too difficult to make do with.

In contrast, the paper man is obviously more trouble-free, completely loyal to the buyer, and not only the appearance can be customized, but also the types are various.

"……so what?"

Ebbs said with a hey smile.

"So why are you shy? I'm not kidding, can ordinary humans still withstand your strength? To be honest, the X-17 in the concept is prepared for you, because I guess the X-16 will break down in a short time... ...if you don't control it, sooner or later you'll turn into a monster."

X-16 stood there motionless, not responding to the words.

"Let's talk about it later."

Seeing Ibers who continued talking endlessly, Chu Guang ended the topic with black lines all over his head.

What the hell!

Inexplicable!
He doesn't mind personal topics, after all, he is a normal person, but he doesn't like to digress suddenly when he is doing business.

"...Compared with those insignificant things, I am more concerned about the legacy left by the post-war reconstruction committee," Chu Guang looked at Ibers seriously, "Those planes, bombs, and that 'weapon'."

Weapon seems to be some kind of keyword.

Putting away his joking expression, Ibbers bowed slightly, as if he had returned to normal.

"Please come with me."

After leaving these words, he turned around and led Chu Guang to the elevator on the side of the landing pad...
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(Thanks to the leader of "Buyu 36" for the reward!!! It's winter, everyone pay attention to your body TT)

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