This game is too real.

"...All the suffering survivors in the wasteland are comrades-in-arms on the same front. Although we have not fought side by side, I believe that you, who are kind-hearted, will not refuse to be friends with the people of Borneo Province. "

Zaid's head turned quickly.

Although he hadn't broken free from the chaotic downtime, he subconsciously lowered his posture, trying to win back some goodwill from the little girl in embarrassment.

"My name is Zaid... Dear Miss Alisa, I am really sorry to bother you in this way."

Smooth-tongued humor, while defusing embarrassment, is clearly not flattering.

But for the sake of his voluntary reporting of his name, Alyssa relaxed her frown and said in a gentle tone.

"Alyssa, meeting for the first time...and you?"

Unexpectedly, this noble lady turned her eyes on herself, Sawa standing behind Zaid did not dare to look into those beautiful eyes, and stammered.

"I... Vasa."

Seeing this guy's hopeless appearance, Zaid sighed and looked at Alisa slightly apologetically.

"Sorry, he is... my student and my assistant. Although he has good abilities, he is a little shy."

"I'm sorry!" Sawa quickly bowed and apologized.

Seeing this clumsy young man, Alisa suddenly thought of herself last year, couldn't help smiling, and said in a gentle tone.

"There is no need to apologize for this kind of thing. No one is born to be alone. My...a friend used to cry when he encountered difficulties, but now he can calmly think about some countermeasures. I I believe you can do the same. After all, the road you have traveled is much farther than her. "

She didn't know how far Borneo was, but it should be much farther than the distance between Boulder City and Dawn City.

"thanks……"

The sound was like a spring breeze passing by, the boy buried his head lower, his eyes fixed on the toes of his shoes, and the redness crept from his cheeks to the roots of his ears.

What a kind girl!

No one has ever encouraged him like this, not even his closest family members.

Although he had no doubt that Mr. Zaid was right, he still couldn't help being confused...whether this gentleman who has been helping him and teaching him has misunderstood something.

Turning her gaze to Zaid's face, Alisa continued speaking in a slightly serious voice.

"Mr. Zaid, I am not a small-minded person. If you are sincerely sorry, just tell me. Please don't use the survivors of Borneo Province as a shield. Of course we are happy to fight with the survivors of Borneo Province. or become friends, but you don't represent them yet."

"It's true... I didn't think carefully." Zaid admitted his mistake very simply and frankly.

Maybe there is something wrong with my reasoning.

This woman who cares about little things doesn't look like the kind of person who is particularly wealthy, but it makes him feel a little... Stupid?
It would be fine if it was because she looked down on her capital, but it was obviously not because of this reason, she seemed to be playing a child's temper.

Does it matter whether you lie or not on such an innocuous matter?As a result, there were no bad effects.

Not to mention that he didn't lose the other side's face in the end and rounded up his words, but anyone with a bit of political accomplishment would laugh it off.

And if he wins in the end, it might become a good talk in people's mouths.

However, he didn't think that there was any problem with his own analysis, but that there was a lack of intelligence.

It is extremely difficult to investigate a person in Dawn City, especially for him who is still in the entrepreneurial stage. He doesn't have a group of hardcore guards who are loyal to him, and he doesn't even have diplomatic immunity. Beware of violating the laws of the Union.

Alyssa nodded lightly, and whispered a few words to the staff beside her who looked unhappy.

"I haven't seen them, but they shouldn't be bad people, but there may be some misunderstandings."

The staff member still had a worried expression on his face and asked seriously.

"Do you really need me to call security?"

Alisa said dumbfounded.

"No, no, don't trouble others with this little thing, I will take care of it."

The latter's face gradually softened, and he stared at Zayed twice in warning, his eyes seemed to say "I remember your face", before turning around and walking back to the arena.

After watching him leave, Alisa looked at Zaid again.

"Let's get down to business, what do you want from me, um...but before that, I want to know more, where did you hear about my name?"

Zaid had a pleasant smile on his face, after all, he still wanted something from the girl in front of him.

"You underestimate your popularity too much. Everyone knows your name in Boulder City, and you are not inferior to that fictional Boll at all."

Alisa said politely.

"You're flattering me that I'm not such a great guy."

Zaid continued with a smile.

"No, I didn't mean to flatter you at all, it's better to say...I admire you very much."

The polite expression on Alisa's face did not change, but that smile was still repulsive.

"Even if you praise me, it won't do any good."

"You are too wary of me. In fact, everything I say is true..." Looking into those eyes full of wisdom, Zaid looked innocent and said with a sigh, "From the beer hall From the alcoholic, to the newspaper boy who delivered the newspaper, to the teller lady behind the bank counter...everyone has spoken highly of you."

"They all praised your bravery and kindness in unison, thinking that you saved them from the worst outcome and finally achieved that almost impossible miracle."

"To be honest, I don't believe that there are gods in this world, but I still can't help but wonder whether you have the blessing of gods. After all, it would be difficult for any other person to have a good death."

After hearing the emotional words, Alisa suddenly believed the few words that this person said.

He may indeed have some filters of admiration for himself, but what he adores is neither his own personality nor something he is proud of.

but something else...

It is like the shadow used to set off the spot on the sketch.

But if this is the case, the residents of Borneo Province are too pitiful.

It is very likely that there is a casino that is bigger than the former Boulder City, and the chips placed in that casino are very likely to be an astronomical number that she has never heard of.

A thin trace of sweat could not help oozing from Alisa's forehead.

She instinctively wanted to save those people, so she opened her mouth subconsciously.

"...Indeed, even when I think about what happened that day today, I still feel scared. But I don't think I'm blessed by the gods, let alone a miracle."

Not knowing what she was thinking at the moment, Zaid said with a smile in a coaxing tone.

"If this is not a miracle, what kind of things can be considered a miracle?"

Alisa said without hesitation.

"It's the residents of Boulder City."

Zaid was slightly taken aback.

"The residents of Boulder City? Ah... Of course, I don't deny that they are indeed indispensable, and their courage and ideals are equally impressive—"

"It's the residents of Boulder City."

Alisa repeated her words again, with a hint of expectation, or pleading, in her unquestionable voice.

"Why do you think that I am a miracle... It is obvious that they are still looking for the light when the night comes, they are the ones who do not give up even though the flame of hope has been extinguished countless times, it is obvious that you have seen every person you have seen before finding me. They are all miracles, why do you think I am the miracle?"

Zaid was dumbfounded.

It wasn't because the girl in front of him said something that didn't match his age, but because he didn't know why she was so excited.

what is this……

Is it important?
The politeness he said was just to gain her favor, but now it seems that his flattery seems to be patted on the horse's leg again.

What is this guy thinking?
Zaid couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he didn't put that annoyed expression on his face.

As if sensing his impatience or resistance, Alisa stared seriously at his eyes, and couldn't help but speed up her speech.

"...Mr. Zaid, I have to say it again, my life and death are not worth mentioning in front of the real wave! No matter whether I die that night or not, no matter where my body hangs in the end, it is very important to Boulder City Tomorrow will not have any effect, the sun will still rise and set at the right time."

"I am not the miracle you imagined at all. Those who let me go are the real miracles."

"They could have let that fire run wild, made all their mistakes on a little girl, and stepped on our dead bodies and moved into the inner city. They could have been the new owners of the casino, but they closed it down with their own hands. This casino...everyone who comes out of the casino is a miracle."

What a naive statement...

No.

It should be said to be stupid.

Zaid looked at her coldly, but the smile that was like a spring breeze did not change in any way.

In fact, it's not that she didn't miss the point at all, at least he agreed with one sentence, and it unexpectedly made his eyes light up involuntarily.

If you let that flame burn wildly...

But in this way, I am afraid that many people will die.

"Mr Zaid?"

Hearing the concerned voice, Zaid suddenly came back to his senses, then looked at Alisa and said with a smile.

"what happened?"

"nothing……"

Alisa's eyes were a little frightened. For a moment just now, she saw something terrible in his eyes.

Swallowing again, she spoke hastily.

"If you want to ask how to save the residents of Borneo Province, you might as well try to start with a newspaper first, so that the survivors can make their own voices..."

Zaid coughed lightly, interrupting her babble.

"I'm really sorry... Although I am very interested in your theory, but the sun is going to set soon, maybe we can have a good chat next time when we meet again. By the way, I don't know if it is convenient, I would like to ask you Please do me a favor."

Alisa froze for a moment, but nodded slightly.

"What's busy?"

"I would like you to introduce me to the manager of the alliance."

"Care, Mr. Manager?" Alisa stared at him blankly, not catching up with the jumping train of thought.

Zaid nodded, looked into her eyes intently, and said seriously.

"I need his help...or rather, we need it."

Facing those fiery gazes, Alyssa immediately understood what he meant, but fell silent.

Objectively speaking, the alliance has indeed reduced the suffering that the survivors of Boulder City have to suffer, but it is the survivors of Boulder City who end all these sufferings.

Acceleration doesn't always lead to good results when you can't be sure what's under the hill.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Please ask."

"Wait until everything is over... until the wasteland era is over, is there anything you want to do?"

Seemingly worried that Zaid was going off track again, Alyssa hurriedly added something later.

"I'm not talking about wishes or anything like that, but simply things I want to do. For example, horseback riding or painting...any kind of hobby is fine."

"Those things are the sentiments of nobles, I will not be corrupted by those things," Zaid smiled, "I haven't thought about such a distant thing yet, I just want to save the residents of Borneo Province, let The light of equality sprinkles every inch of land by the Yongliu River, and there is nothing else in my heart."

There was a trace of disappointment in her eyes, Alisa's lips moved, and finally all the words were turned into a soft sigh.

"I know a very kind grandfather... He said that after he retires, he wants to build a small wooden house by the lake, plant some flowers and plants, fish and so on."

Zaid: "He is?"

"Mr. Fang Ming's designer..."

Alisa suddenly raised her head, her eyes were unprecedentedly determined, she took a deep breath and said.

"I will absolutely never introduce you to Mr. Manager... Please go back!"

She refused tactfully.

If she was undecided just now, she is completely convinced now that she is talking to this guy about anything.

This guy who keeps talking about equality looks down on what he says more than anyone else.

He had planned everything, but he hadn't planned where he would be in that new world at all.

In the end, he just wanted to be the god of the new world and continue to operate the casino under another brand.

I won't see you next time.

She wouldn't say a word to him again, and even regretted what she said just now. She shouldn't have told him what the real miracle was.

This guy is not a comrade in arms at all!
It might even be the enemy...

Once he really succeeds, he will immediately block all the leaky windows in the entire casino!
Facing the gradually icy eyes, Zaid was not angry, but bowed slightly to salute.

"It seems that I have caused your displeasure...I'm sorry."

It's a pity, but it's impossible.

The meeting ended badly.

Zaid had lost the meaning of staying here, so he took the little apprentice beside him and left here without looking back.

On the way back, Vasa looked at Mr. Zaid with a puzzled face, and finally couldn't help asking out the confusion in his heart.

"I just said... we should approach her in a more tactful way."

"The result is the same. If she is the person we are looking for, we can get to the manager through her anyway. But unfortunately she is not, so this road does not work."

It seemed that he was trying to find some reasons for his miscalculation, and it seemed that he really thought so, Zaid paused and continued.

"Actually, it's not a bad thing."

"Good thing?" Vasa was confused.

"Yes."

Zaid nodded lightly, and continued speaking indifferently.

"At least, through the test just now, I have been able to confirm that she and the managers of the alliance do maintain a letter exchange... No matter what form of communication, at least their views overlap on some issues."

"It took us only one afternoon to figure out the manager's preferences. As an investment test... this deal is quite a bargain."

Vasa said with some disappointment.

"But she won't help us..."

He wasn't sure if he regretted that he might never see that beautiful young lady again, or if he truly regretted the fate of his family.

Maybe both.

Zaid smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter. There are still many ways to meet that gentleman. The key is what happens after meeting him."

If at first he did flatter the idea of ​​Alyssa as a potential political ally, he quickly dropped the idea after realizing she was essentially a child.

It's troublesome to be an ally with a childish person, why not use her as a touchstone.

The next time he sees the league's managers, he'll try to avoid all the minefields.

It's like changing the equality meeting to the family meeting after listening to the opinions of the residents in the shelter.

He can further improve his personality, and try to say as much as that gentleman likes to hear...

"And what if she writes to the administrator?" Vasa whispered.

If it was him, he would tell Mr. Zaid without hesitation if there were other voices in his family who were about to move.

He felt that the lady was the same as himself and should do the same thing.

Zaid's expression froze slightly, but soon relaxed.

"I can't rule out this possibility...Children do like to make small reports, but I believe that gentleman will not unilaterally listen to the opinions of the family, but listen to both sides."

And for a person like him who came from a humble background, what he lacked was a door.

"If she did mention me in her letter to the manager, I would have to thank her for the favor."

……

At the southernmost end of the central axis of the distant Central Continent, there is a port called Yongye Port.

It is located at the southernmost corner of the site of the Southern Industrial Zone of the People's Federation, facing the Antarctic waste land across the sea.

Because the location is too far away, it is a place that even the Polar Bear Knights who are keen to explore the map have never been to.

If compared to the real map, the location of this port is probably in South Africa, but it is at a higher latitude than the latter.

At the same time, this is probably the most southerly settlement in the entire wasteland.

Because when the Legion first set foot on this land, it was winter in the southern hemisphere, and the day was short and the night was long.

Therefore, this settlement was named Yongye Harbor by the Willant colonists.

Unlike the Eastern Legion, which occupies the vast plain, the land of the Southern Legion is more fragmented. Except for a peninsula in the mainland, most of the territory is mainly distributed in the western industrial zone ruins of the great desert and the coastline of the southern industrial zone ruins.

Although the soil of these lands is too poor to grow crops, it is rich in mineral deposits.

Due to this series of factors, the Southern Legion is also different from the Eastern Legion in many ways.

They are more like late medieval colonists than military nobles with large pastures and manors.

Although they are equally relentless when exploiting other ethnic groups, they do not reject using some more tactful methods when they are in line with their own interests.

For example, buying the locals to rule the locals.

For example, allowing slaves to redeem themselves.

Another example is the use of debt slaves instead of indentured slaves and so on.

After all, they don't have as many land resources as the Eastern Legion to waste, so they have to spend some time thinking about how to increase the production capacity of the colony.

It is precisely because of this style of behavior that they are very close to the civil servant group in Triumph City.

Of course, the similarity in form and style is only one aspect. In the final analysis, it is because the interests of both parties are bound together.

For example, the various ports of the Southern Legion happened to be located along the coast of the route from Borneo Province to Triumph City.

And the ships of the Civil Service Group brought back from Borneo Province not only the spices, tea and sugar that Triumph City was keen on, but also the slaves and livestock needed by the various colonies of the Southern Army.

Compared with those vagrants and alien species living in the great desert, the survivors and livestock in Borneo Province were undoubtedly much more docile and more welcomed by the southern colonists.

By the way, when these ships return to Triumph City, they will also bring some special products from the colony.

Such as all kinds of ores, gems and gold.

It is precisely because of this that the port of Yongye Port will never lack ships from Borneo Province.

Especially the boats from Xifan Port.

But recently, there has been a little surprise here...

The port of Yongye Port was crowded with people, and a large number of passengers with suitcases gathered at the gate of the ticket office, shouting loudly.

It is summer in Yongye Port in December, the sea breeze blowing from the sea is already hot and dry, and people's emotions explode like a powder keg.

A Willant passenger squeezed his way to the counter with great difficulty, and slammed his fist on the counter with the ticket, wishing to stuff his nose into the narrow window.

"Where's the boat? I bought a ticket to Triumph City! Where did the boat go!"

"Please calm down, sir, let me see which flight you bought...I can help you get a refund here."

The staff member reached out to get the ticket, but the passenger snatched it back.

Staring angrily behind the window, the Willante passenger roared loudly.

"Did I never say I want a refund! I want to go home!"

The staff member smiled wryly, looked at him helplessly and said.

"I know...but I can't help it. If the flight you booked doesn't show up at the pier, then it's most likely a breach of contract. We will compensate you for your ticket according to the contract—"

"What is a high probability of breaching the contract!" The Willant man roared angrily, "It's already the end of the year, and I only go back to Triumph City once a year! Damn, why do I have to hurry up before my birthday!"

The staff member was sweating on his forehead, trying to calm him and the other passengers behind him.

"Please, please calm down... I understand your feelings sir, but there is nothing we can do here. It is the carrier that canceled the flight, and the reason seems to be that it is going to the east to collect a batch of munitions—"

The passenger obviously didn't buy it and interrupted his defense rudely.

"I bought a passenger ship! It's a passenger ship! Do you think I'm a fool!"

The staff member sighed helplessly.

"I know...but I heard that those people gave too much. You are lucky. There was a ship that was about to dock yesterday. When you heard the news from Xifan Port, you just threw it away. The passengers on the shore turned around and left."

Willant traveler: "???"

Penny, who was standing in the crowd, heard the quarrel ahead, with a confused expression on her face.

She came here by boat from Xifan Port a week ago. She originally booked today's transfer ticket to return to Triumph City, but she didn't expect to hear such bad news.

After finally standing in front of the window, she glanced at the ticket in her hand and said in a daze.

"...the boat is gone?"

The staff member sitting behind the window looked at her, and it was obviously not the first time she had answered this question with that distressed expression.

"It's been gone since yesterday... you're lucky, miss, I heard there are still people who got on the boat and were driven off."

Penny said dumbfounded.

"Then how do I get home?"

The staff also looked embarrassed.

"I don't know... Uh, but according to my experience, it should be enough to wait for two days. After all, not all ships will continue to sail eastward, and some ships will return after arriving at Yongye Port. There are also some cargo ships. If the price is right, they won’t mind taking a part-time job on a passenger ship, and we will help you pay attention to relevant information.”

"..."

Penny only regrets one thing now, and that is that she declined Governor Hu Ye's kindness and chose to transfer at Yongye Port instead of taking his direct boat to Triumph City.

It turned out that I just played here for three days, and I couldn't go back.

"What happened?" she asked worriedly.

The worker sighed.

"We are not sure about the news. We only heard that Mr. Benoit Wanfu did a good job. He reached some unclear agreement with the Eastern Army, and then all the ships on the entire route ran eastward. Hurry up to pick up the money."

I heard that not only did some go for the equipment of the expeditionary force, but some dreamed of picking up a little "garbage" that could not be used up on the front line from colleges, companies, or alliances.

But he felt that those people were dreaming.

Moreover, with so many people rushing to grab it, it is still unknown whether they will be able to make money by then.

Penny was dumbfounded. She didn't expect that it was her own father who was an ambassador in Dawn City who made her unable to go home.

This is really...

Looking at the lady who was about to cry, the staff kindly reminded her.

"Things are like this, and we have nothing to do. You'd better book a hotel at the port... I'm afraid there will be no place to stay if you have money at night. My uncle runs a hotel near the port. Do you need me to contact you? ?”

Penny shook her head.

"...No need, I have a place to live."

Her uncle is an officer of the Southern Legion, the military rank is the same as Mr. Pangolin, he is a commander, and he is the chief defense officer in Yongye Port.

She has been staying at her uncle's house for the past few days, so it's a big deal to disturb her for a few more days.

But in order not to worry her mother who was far away in Triumph City, she had to go to the post office and send a telegram to her family.

The staff sighed and said apologetically.

"That's it... Anyway, I'm very sorry, and please forgive me."

Is there a way if you don't understand?
Penny returned him a helpless expression, nodded and thanked him, then left the ticket office with her suitcase, called a tricycle at the port, and asked the driver who pulled the cart to take her to the gate of the post office.

Soon the marble building came into view.

Taking out a golden dinar to pay, Penny took the suitcase and walked up the steps of the post office.

However, just as she stepped through the door, she heard a few hurried conversations passing her by.

"Is there a boat! I need the closest boat to the east! The sooner the better!"

"The boat to the east? What nonsense are you talking about? There is no boat on this pier!"

"Damn it! Why did it happen at this juncture!"

Penny turned her head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a felt hat, slamming a fist on the marble pillar at the door.

The man next to him looked at his companion in astonishment, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"What the hell happened?"

The man's expression was gloomy, and his hoarse voice was low and deep.

Even so, Penny still vaguely heard that sentence——

"Xifan Port! Over there... something serious happened!" (End of this chapter)