Vault 32

Chapter 91 Mr. House's Gift

The air seemed to have been baked by flames, it was so dry that there was almost no moisture in it.On the vast plain, sparse vegetation is scattered in twos and threes, only a large number of stones and soil that have begun to desertify are piled up on the surface of the land.Even if there are occasional oases, they are only as rare as islands in the sea. This place really looks like a cruel place for life.

The climate is hot and water-scarce, deserts and Gobi have occupied the land here, and no groups of animals and plants can live here.If it is really said, maybe 200 years ago there was really nothing, and everyone had to avoid the backcountry.But since the gaming industry flourished here, it has been far away from the cruelty of life, and only money, beauties, power, and the deepest desire of the soul remain.

This is the federal state of Nevada, the most cosmopolitan metropolis, Las Vegas.There is no lack of confusion between the lights and shadows in the urbanized buildings here, countless delicacies gather here from all over the world, and countless beauties have already shown their charming figures here because of the jingling gold coins.There are also those tourists who linger and forget to return, waiting for their unknown fate, but they never get tired of it.

The secret of Las Vegas is that a poor person with only one dollar can turn into a rich man with millions of dollars in a matter of seconds, enjoying paradise-like enjoyment.It can also turn a multi-millionaire who owns several factories and companies into a homeless man on the street with nothing.No one can refuse that kind of excitement, rising from hell to heaven, and then falling from heaven to hell, that kind of rapid secretion of adrenaline, that kind of pleasure that determines everything in a few seconds, even if you invest your soul as a bargaining chip, you will not hesitate.

"Desire is the greatest original sin of human beings. As long as there is desire, human beings will fall like this."

Slowly shaking the red wine glass, Mr. House stood behind the hard tempered glass, with no expression on his slightly wrinkled face, but he looked like a king who controlled everything.In fact, in Las Vegas, Mr. House is indeed the supreme king, and his words are far more effective than the notice of the United States Federation.Everyone in Las Vegas knows this, even the programs of those robots have secretly written the highest order of Mr. House.

Mars also knew this very well. Although he was a middle-level elite of the Enclave organization and had the rank of lieutenant colonel, he was still nothing in front of Mr. House.Mr. House, who controls the entire Las Vegas, is the king here. He has authority that even the Enclave cannot fully penetrate.

"No one can resist the charm of Las Vegas."

Sitting on the soft leather seat, Mars also held a glass of blood-red wine in his hand.Slowly lowered his head and took a sip, at the same time hiding the trace of envy in his eyes in this action, feeling the slightly sour liquid in his mouth gradually becoming sweet, couldn't help but slowly swallowed down his throat, after a little aftertaste Then he raised his head and said with satisfaction: "Just like this glass of 63-year-old red wine, this taste is really fascinating."

Mars gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and two-fifths of the red liquid swayed slightly with his hand, becoming more and more dazzling and charming in the transparent glass wall.But looking at the crystal clear appearance of this tall wine glass, he couldn't help but sigh slowly and said: "It's really luxurious."

"Remember this was three years ago, uh, or two years ago? A guy who seemed to be very rich and stayed here after losing everything."

Mr. House seemed to be very complacent about Mars's praise and emotion, he raised his chest slightly, standing on the top of this 53-story building, he was always in high spirits.Gently sipping the red wine in the glass, Mr. House also looked at the crystal clear goblet and said with a smile: "These are two wine glasses carved from a whole piece of crystal, and the current market price is about 300 yuan. Ten thousand dollars." He paused slightly as he spoke, and thought for a while before continuing: "This type of crystal should be worth 320 million."

"The price is amazing."

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and Mars looked at the crystal glass in his hand, but he could only shake his head slowly.The whole piece of natural crystal cup is carved into a modern appearance by skillful craftsmen, and it is no longer measured by the value brought by money, but is already a work of art worthy of appreciation.

But now he is so casually holding wine in his hands, which already made Mars feel extremely luxurious.Not to mention the price of 320 million, based on his current savings and salary, even if it is a fraction of that 25 US dollars, it will probably take more than ten years to calculate.And Mars also knew that the so-called 320 million to Mr. House in front of him might just be the price of an impromptu dinner.

"Mr. Myers, if you like red wine, I think I can give you this set of glasses."

Mr. House looked very happy. He turned around slowly, holding the glass of wine gracefully in his hand. Although his face was slightly wrinkled, it was like the vicissitudes of time left on his face, which added a bit of charm.Reaching out to raise the crystal glass, Mr. House took a sip of the wine, then let out a breath of alcohol, smiled and nodded to Mars: "It's nothing, it's just a small gift between friends."

"Small gift?" Envy flashed in Mars' eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth also brought a hint of self-mockery.Shaking his head slowly, he gently raised his head to look at Mr. House in front of him, put down the crystal goblet in his hand, and said with emotion in his tone: "This can be worth more than ten years of my salary."

"But to me, it's really nothing."

Smiling slowly, Mr. House shrugged his shoulders indifferently.He moved lightly, came to sit on the sofa opposite Mars, slowly crossed his legs, and lay comfortably on the soft sofa with a glass of wine in his hand. He seemed quite satisfied and closed his eyes and exhaled. Dao: "I still remember when I was young, 320 million is almost only God can have."

"Now?" Mars smiled, but did not deny what Mr. House said.Subconsciously took a sip of the wine that had been cellared for more than 60 years, the sweet taste reoccupied his mouth, and he couldn't help shaking his head and said: "I have to say, Mr. House, money is just a thing to you. It's just numbers."

"Of course, so if I give away something that I don't care about at all, it doesn't constitute the so-called crime of bribery, right?"

A hearty laugh came from Mr. House's mouth. He quite agreed with Mars' words. He even couldn't help but gently put down the crystal cup in his hand and slowly clapped his palms twice.There were only two of them in the whole room, and Mr. House's laughter had slowly stopped. He also sat upright on the sofa, looked at Mars seriously, and said softly: "Ink I don’t know what Lei can give you. But I know I can’t give you anything but money.”

His voice was flat and seemed a little hoarse.But in Mars' ears, it was like the bewitching of the devil, making his hand holding the wine glass tremble slowly.He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he looked past Mr. House and looked at the wall behind him with a dull face: "God." He let out a long moan: "That is. "

"A gift from the Kingdom of Gold."

Mr. House's words appeared immediately after his own, and his hands slapped lightly twice, and then seemed to give some instructions, and a golden light appeared behind him in an instant, making him feel as if he was covered in clothes. A layer of gold coat.And he looked at the sluggish face of Mars in front of him, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is your country, Mars."

Right behind him, among the slowly rising walls, layers of golden bricks were neatly arranged there, illuminated by the dazzling light, the reflected golden light could almost dazzle everyone's eyes.Facing the dazzling golden light, Mars was already deeply immersed in it, his lips were trembling and he couldn't even speak completely.

"I just need someone, someone in charge, to say something reasonable for me in the Enclave."

After clapping his palms twice again, the originally raised wall came down again, covering all the gleaming golden gadgets.Mr. House looked at the lost look of Mars, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he patted his palms lightly. A dexterous robot rolled its wheel and drove quickly, holding a velvet-covered robot in his hand. tray.

Mars swallowed slightly, as if he had noticed something, and the velvet lifted by the robot had already explained what he was thinking.It is a beautiful, well-made, extremely beautiful small gold brick.And Mr. House's words also appeared in front of him: ""This is just a small deposit, and it is definitely not for you to betray the Enclave. "

"The Enclave?"

Clenching his teeth slightly, Mars slowly lowered the hand that was holding the crystal cup.Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes gently as if he had realized something.Without waiting for three or five seconds, he opened his eyes again and looked at Mr. House, but put his hand on the gold brick, and smiled slightly: "Mr. House, you are really a generous friend."

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