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Chapter 781 How about we borrow some too?
On Beidao in the southern waters, seagulls with flapping wings cooed happily above the construction site, throwing bird feces everywhere.

It's not just North Islanders who are being fed.

As the battle to land in Haiya Province is about to start, a large number of players have poured into the North Island, and all kinds of birds on the island have been fed to become fat and strong.

Some are too fat to fly.

Looking at all kinds of faces on the construction site, [Warrior Wolf] said with a strange expression while holding a shovel in both hands.

"Is it my illusion?"

The [catheter dog] who was beating ashes looked up at him.

"What?"

The warlike wolf rubbed his chin and muttered.

"How do I feel that there are more people robbing us of business?"

Originally, there were only about [-] people on the construction site. Excluding him and the three civil engineering brothers, there were less than [-] NPCs.

However, I don't know what happened in the past few days. The number of people on the construction site has been rising, unknowingly doubling and doubling, and it seems to be 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 100 million.

Where in the hell are there so many people? !

"It's not an illusion," the far-sighted eagle narrowed his eyes, and said lightly, "The war is over, rational analysis should be the outbreak of a baby boom, and the baby boom led to an increase in population... nothing wrong with it."

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

Shit Stirring Stick: "..."

Although a few players couldn't think of the reason, but one thing to say, there are indeed more people in Beidao these days.

Not just on the construction site, but also on the wharf, as well as supermarkets and restaurants, etc.

These people seem to have been brushed out of thin air, and most of them are unfamiliar faces.

Aside from their thin physique and timid eyes, these people are somewhat like the residents of Luoxia Province.

I heard the old man who entered the game brag that many survivors in the Luoxia province migrated from the desert in the early wasteland era.

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

Really curious about where these NPCs came from, the war-skilled wolf stepped forward under the instigation of a group of bad friends, and stopped one of them to ask.

"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 for a while and muttered.

"Mammoth State."

The warrior wolf was stunned.

"Where is Mammoth State?"

the man explained.

"Borneo Province."

The war-skilled wolf nodded in bewilderment.

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

The man didn't speak, he was in a hurry to move the bricks, borrowed a word, and left in a hurry.

The warlike wolf didn't stop him, but followed the hunched man to look 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 cattle.

This is the weirdest part.

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

There seemed to be an invisible rope around their necks, with their backs facing the scorching sun. No one was leading them, but everyone seemed to be being 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 over the age limit.

"Old... Mister, you are too tired of moving bricks, so wear my equipment and move."

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

This is the game mechanism of "Wasteland OL", which was settled 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 tasks that go deep into the grassroots, and brush the area's reputation to more than 1000 (friendly).

The man who was suddenly accosted was a little overwhelmed, and quickly declined.

"I, I don't know how to use it."

Thinking about what a good person will do to the end, Brother Stick said enthusiastically.

"It's okay, I'll teach you!"

"No, no, my lord, I'm afraid you broke it, I... I really can't afford it." The man waved his hands desperately with a look of trepidation on his face, but refused to continue.

"It's okay! It's not expensive, it's only 2000 silver coins. If it's worn out, I'll just buy a new one." Brother Stick turned on the translation function of the VM, and smiled and put the words in non-standard human-linked language. Say it again.

The man smiled wryly when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

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 plowing the land in the noble lord's manor, he only eats beans when there is too much food to sell. Usually, he has to eat a meal of soil for at least three days.

People here not only take care of food and lodging, but also only need to do eight hours of work a day. He can save all the 100 silver coins and send them back home.

I heard that some hard-working young men move a lot, and can earn 5-8 silver coins a day, and maybe more than 200 silver coins a month!
200 silver coins equals 2000 gallons, which is a high salary even in Jingalun Port, not to mention that you don't need to spend your own money for food and accommodation here.

As soon as he thought of those mouths at home, he stopped wasting time with this stranger who seemed to have no peace of mind at first glance, and hurriedly said excuse me and went to move the next time...

……

Sometimes fate is so wonderful, a seemingly unsolvable problem can't think of a solution even after thinking about it, but in the end it is perfectly solved in an unexpected place.

Mammoth State?

What a place.

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

Li Minghui never expected that he planned to make a fool of himself, but before he started to doze off, someone handed him a pillow.

And one hundred thousand were handed over.

These young and middle-aged laborers from Mammoth State are all between the ages of 30 and 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 leave after finishing the work and will never occupy any public resources and resources of the South China Sea Alliance. Social Welfare.

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

In other words, they are only responsible for the production and management of people.

When Li Minghui heard that there was still 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, [-] workers from the Mammoth State have worked in the South China Sea Alliance, and the construction sites in the northern islands are rising like rockets.

Although he didn't want to do too many unnecessary things in the remaining tenure, if he didn't take advantage of this kind of cheapness that only has advantages but no disadvantages, he would be too sorry for the people in the southern sea who supported him.

But what Li Minghui didn't expect was that even so, he was picked on by representatives from the southern waters.

It was a sunny and windy afternoon, he was sitting in the office drinking tea and reading the newspaper, when 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 committee, opened the door and walked in, staring at his nose and saying.

"What happened to 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 elected by representatives, and the secretary-general generally represents the unanimous opinions of the members.

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

"That's a refugee from Mammoth State."

"Why did the refugees from the Mammoth State appear in the southern waters?" Si Wen stared into his eyes and said aggressively, "The representative council didn't pass the relevant resolution, how can you make a decision without authorization!"

Li Minghui didn't answer his question, but asked rhetorically.

"Will representatives ban labor dispatch?"

Si Wen frowned. He didn't know what kind of geoduck was hidden in his shell, but he still said according to the rules.

"No."

Li Minghui continued to ask.

"Will the representatives prohibit companies from the Alliance from working in the North Island?"

Si Wen said impatiently.

"No, what exactly are you trying to say, are those guys from the alliance?"

"Then what's the problem with the labor dispatch company registered in Potato Fry Harbor dispatching [-] workers to Beidao?" Li Minghui had a smile on his face, and looked at the stunned Si Wen, who spread his hands, " This does not violate any laws. If I reject their offer, you will rely on me to abuse my power... Sorry, I am not that stupid, or you can go back and discuss it, and then redefine the status of the dispatched employees of the labor service company. But it's your business."

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

Looking at Si Wen who was devastated and speechless, Li Minghui couldn't say how happy he was.

This group of "%￥#@" is used to lawlessness relying on the support of the alliance behind them, and they always find fault with them.

They used to guard him every day when he wanted to be Charas, but now he doesn't want to be and they yell at him every now and then.

This time he was finally elated and let them suffer in his home court.

"Any thing else?"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Li Minghui took the time to look at the Secretary-General who couldn't hold back a word, and teased him.

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

Si Wen glared at him fiercely, and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly another person came outside the office door.

But this time it's not the representative meeting, but the secretary of the presidential palace.

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

"Mr. President, the Duke of Nihak from the Xilan Empire is asking 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, a total of 100 billion Xilan coins, no interest required, within 20 years Just pay it off."

Li Minghui was stunned, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember what this Xilan coin looked like, so he asked subconsciously.

"How much is it in silver coins?"

The secretary also froze 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 port of Jingalun Port... The current local accepted exchange rate is 4 gallons equal to 5 Xilan coins, and the anchors are mainly cotton for textiles and fodder. beans."

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

Although the Xilan coins of King Gallon Port Bank were "loaned and sold in large quantities" before, which caused the Xilan coins to become waste paper in Lowell State, Tiger State and Leopard State, but the empire is not a giant stone city after all, not only With a large population and hard work, the blood and sweat of nearly [-] million serfs flowed into Huzhou and Baozhou along the Yongliu River, and they just brought back Xilan coins.

Not only that, the value of Xilan Coin was originally determined by the two single export commodities of slaves and livestock. Now, due to the existence of Jin Gallon Port, the import and export business of the empire has suddenly become busy. interest" has become "with a relatively stable exchange rate".

Using the data given by his secretary, Li Minghui did a rough calculation with his fingers, but he was shocked when he did the calculation.

[-] million silver coins? !
If this exchange rate is reliable, it is equivalent to lending 8 silver coins to the South Sea Alliance per person from the Xilan Empire? !
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 by the desk, was also stunned. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He just stared at Li Minghui with his eyes, wishing he could snatch the pen from this guy's desk and sign the loan agreement for him!
[-] million silver coins...

Each citizen of the South China Sea Alliance can get an average of [-]!
In fact, there was no need for the crazy hints from the representative meeting at all. Li Minghui just swallowed his saliva and asked hurriedly while staring at his secretary.

"How do they pay? No, I mean when do they send the money?"

the secretary whispered.

"Duke Nihak didn't say... But he is in North Island now, don't you plan to meet him and have a face-to-face talk?"

Li Minghui quickly looked at Si Wen, and the latter retreated to the door of the office as docilely as a stuffed seagull.

"I'm fine now. I wish you a smooth negotiation. 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.

Seeing Si Wen who had already exited the door, Li Minghui couldn't help cursing while feeling complacent.

"These guys are blind to money!"

After that, he coughed and looked at his secretary.

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

……

On the front line of Haiya Province, the battle was as fierce as ever.

With the Beta 0.7 update, the beta test player limit has been raised to 10 and a large number of new players have entered the arena. Recently, the alliance has spawned many newcomers that caught Chu Guang's eyes.

For example, the "imitator" of the Burning Corps-the Hellfire Corps.

As the alliance's second airborne corps composed of players, the formation of this corps has reached a scale of 1000 people.

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

Although the veterans of the Burning Corps always ridicule them as ghost fire boys, the performance of this Corps on the northern front is quite good, faintly reaching the T3 level. The Corps even went above and beyond.

At least it is much more reliable than the abstract corps, which mainly focus on labor.

In addition, there is a new "mountain regiment" that stands out, its name is the Climber Corps!
There are many hills in the northern part of Haiya Province. The more than 1000 players in this corps not only figured out a set of unique tactics through dozens of deaths, but also cooperated with the NPCs in the Liming City Industrial Zone to develop a set of tactics. Special mountain combat equipment.

Includes a shackle gun, combat boots with claws, and more.

Without exoskeleton equipment, with these simple and cheap equipment, they can even explode into combat power not inferior to exoskeleton soldiers.

In addition, the strong man who is keen on preaching and I want to quietly set up the Raptor Corps.

The 99-level trash picker who originally belonged to the Burning Corps but never followed the regiment 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 can be expected.

Because the players are too strong, Chu Guang feels more and more like an NPC recently.

His daily job is to stop at the resurrection point, and then watch the players on the front line charge forward, and the shells smash forward for free.

The status quo of the northern line is ground meat. There is room for maneuver in tactics, but there is basically no strategy.

This is true from the ten thousand troops reinforced by the Legion, to the Alpha Task Force of the Academy, and the mercenaries and rookies sent to the front line one after another by the enterprise.

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

The area of ​​Haiya Province is less than 1.5 Mammoth States. It is true that the Church of the Torch is too troublesome to fight this war for so long.

On the first weekend of November, Chu Guang had planned to take half a day off for himself to go to the Earth’s Internet to get some experience and see how other “operators” cut leeks, but Cheng Yan, the foreign minister of the alliance, suddenly A video call came in.
"...Dear Mr. Manager, 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 cautiously.

"...They gave the South China Sea Alliance an interest-free loan of 100 billion Xilan coins, and only made simple requirements on the use of funds. They must import goods from the local ports of the Xilan Empire. In addition, they also paid less than A price of 50% of the market price was negotiated for an export order of steel and cement worth one billion Xilan coins."

Chu Guang was stunned for a while when he heard the words.

It's not that he was frightened by the big money of the empire, but mainly because he didn't understand what kind of show operation it was.

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

The last time the Gray Wolf Army raided Potato Fries Harbor, he looked at the map for a long time and couldn't figure out what the empire had gained besides a salvage.

It was the same this time, he just didn't want to understand what new tricks that Wu Tuo was going to play.

In fact, objectively speaking, as a lubricant for the economy, there is nothing wrong with debt itself. After all, foreign currency loans can stimulate the export of local products, and export is one of the troika of the economy. Outsiders are more useful than lending money to your own people.

Especially when the money supply in the local market is less than the actual demand of the market—that is, facing the problem of deflation, it is also a basic practice for small economies to actively “import” a small amount of inflation, especially the South China Sea Alliance. Economy.

However, the problem is that Borneo itself is still a serf economy, and many survivors are in the "cattle" category according to the standards of "Stars". Obviously, this is not a problem of deflation or inflation, but that it does not exist there at all. For a market in the classic sense, why do we have to use market methods?

If it is necessary to consider it from the standpoint of the imperial family, Chu Guang thought about adding a supplementary clause of "use dinars or silver coins of the same value when repaying the loan", or require the South China Sea Alliance to sell things to the empire. It is also necessary to collect Xilan coins, which is not so funny.

Even leaving aside the "benefits" themselves, this operation itself is full of puzzling points.

The alliance borrowed money from Boulder City before, and the reason why Boulder City was willing to borrow it was because it had a gun in hand, and on the other hand, the two sides had mutual investment, and the scale was not small. , even if the alliance considers its own interests, it is unlikely to directly renege on the debt.

Just like it is impossible for the South China Sea Alliance to renege on its debts and not repay the alliance's money.

In fact, Boulder City also adopts a similar economic control model for various farms in Jinchuan Province, including Liszt's investment in Camus tree plantations in Jinchuan Province a long time ago.

It's just that the aristocrats in the inner city were too greedy and arrogant, and the chips on the gambling table were stacked too high, and in the end they collapsed 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 about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what kind of tricks the empire was playing. Logically speaking, doing charity is not the way to do it. It's more like someone is giving Wu Tuo bad ideas.

But some people give free money, which is a good thing for the younger brothers of the alliance after all.

After all, the South China Sea Alliance is no longer inflation, but a "direct collapse of the local currency", and even government employees use the alliance's silver coins for their salaries.

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

Chu Guang couldn't help feeling in his heart that besides the college, there was another guy in this wasteland that he couldn't figure out.

The Cohesion and Port Gumgallon had given the Empire a sum of money, but the emperor there would use it in such a way that he really didn't expect it.

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

Cheng Yan was stunned.

"It's... not very good."

He doesn't care about the economy, but he always feels that too much debt is not a good thing, and he feels that Xilan coins seem to be useless.

However, Chu Guang and him had different ideas, they just smiled encouragingly and said.

"If there's anything wrong, you can just ask... Of course, if others really don't want it, let it go, and you don't have to force them."

Seeing that Chu Guang was not joking, Cheng Yan could only speak dumbfounded.

"alright."

After the communication was hung up, Chu Guang originally planned to put this matter aside, but in the end he couldn't hold back his itching, and went to the forum to update an announcement, revealing the news of the huge sum of money to the southern sea area of life pros.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and the South China Sea Alliance may not be able to eat up this piece of meat, so it is better to let the players who are active there help the locals digest it.

For example, help them convert the Xilan coins they can't spend by 50% into silver coins or something.

Although Xilan coins are useless in other places, they are still very useful for life and professional players who are active in Jingalun Port...

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(Thanks to the six lords of "Makabakamo" for the reward!!! Big guy is awesome!!)
(End of this chapter)