This Game Is Too Realistic

Chapter 339.1: Due To Network Fluctuations... The Silver Coin Trading Platform Is Temporarily Suspended For 1 Day!

In a spacious tent.

A man dressed in a luxurious attire paced back and forth in the tent with a hint of a frown between his eyebrows, as if grappling with something.

The next moment, footsteps were heard from outside.

Upon hearing the movement, he immediately put on a brilliant smile and actively walked towards the entrance of the tent.

Almost at the same time, Chu Guang appeared.

"My name is Xavier, the representative of the Flintstone Group! It's a pleasure to meet you, respected Alliance Leader!" The man, Xavier, introduced himself with an almost exaggerated enthusiasm while quietly assessing the man who appeared at the entrance.

Just like the rumors, the leader of the New Alliance had deep obsidian-like eyes and was handsome and young.

Most importantly, he was said to be a shelter dweller.

This situation was not uncommon in the wasteland. Although most leaders of survivor settlements were born and raised in the wasteland, it was rare for these settlements to be particularly large, with a population over 10,000 being scarce.

True major forces, like the Enterprise and the Academy, or even the Army to the west of the continent and the charlatans of Death Coast to the south, had origins more or less related to shelters. However, what surprised him was that the man before him was an ability user.

What has this guy been through?

“I am Chu Guang, the administrator.”

Despite Xavier's enthusiasm, Chu Guang was unimpressed and only briefly introduced himself. It was within Xavier’s expectation, after all, he was a weapon dealer selling to the Bonechewer Clan; this level of treatment was already quite fortunate.

Realizing that he used the wrong title, Xavier's expression became a bit awkward. But as someone who had done business far and wide, his thick skin was extraordinarily thick and he adjusted quickly. "Apologies, I’ve made a mistake... It's a pleasure to meet you, Alliance Administrator."

Chu Guang looked at him and went straight to the point. "Explain the purpose of your visit."

Xavier nodded slightly. "Our group's leader, Mr. Sigma, sent me to convey blessings to you. Congratulations on winning this war. West Continent City has gained a wise ruler!"

Congratulations are swell. But isn’t it upsetting to lose a major customer? Though, now that the war is over, things have to keep developing.

Chu Guang, not wanting to complicate things further, refrained from teasing his neighbor from the north. He just replied with a somewhat ambiguous smile, "Please also convey my regards."

"Naturally, I will bring your greetings to him!" Relieved, Xavier cleared his throat and continued, "In addition to congratulating you on your victory, Mr. Sigma also instructed me to see if I could buy someone back."

"Who?"

"Dillon, the Division Commander of the Army's 21st Division!"

"That guy..." Chu Guang recalled the name, his expression somewhat subtle.

"Yes," completely unaware of what was happening, Xavier was still trying to persuade him, "Since the war is over for you and there's no direct hatred between you and the Army, that man is useless to you. Why not use him for some ransom? We can pay... 500,000 Dinar. What do you think?"

500,000 Dinar.

Indeed, it was not a small sum.

Chu Guang was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Dillon would be worth so much to them.

If that guy were still alive, he wouldn't mind exchanging him for some ransom. However, unfortunately...

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't agree to that request."

Xavier was stunned, clearly not expecting Chu Guang to refuse, and he said urgently, "Do you think it's too little? According to the standards of a Division Commander, this price is already fair..."

"Because he's already dead," Chu Guang interrupted and said indifferently.

"Dead?!" Hearing this, Xavier was shocked, his expression changing instantly.

Chu Guang remained indifferent. "Yes, bullets have no eyes on the battlefield. Anything can happen. Isn't this normal? Since he chose to squat in the same trench as those marauders, he should have thought that this day might come."

At this point, Chu Guang looked at Xavier with a scrutinizing gaze. "I'm curious. Why do you want to redeem him?"

"... This is Mr. Sigma's order. He didn't tell me more details." Xavier pretended to be calm, but his nervous expression betrayed him.

Apparently, he was not completely ignorant.

Chu Guang smiled faintly but didn't press him further. If the other party didn't want to say it, asking more wouldn't help. After all, they couldn't just capture the envoy and interrogate him. That would be a low move. "If you came here for Dillon, your trip is destined to be in vain."

Xavier forced a smile on his face. "How could that be so... It was not in vain to see you in person." Pausing, he continued, "Mr. Sigma also instructed me on a third matter. Since the north-south trade routes have been restored..."

"We hope to sign a trade agreement with you!"

Outside the tent, in the delegation's resting area.

Butan had gone to the nearby construction site to inspect Daybreak City's drainage system and had been shaking his head since he returned. "Their construction plan has major issues. It's not apparent now, but based on the rainfall in West Continent City from the previous summers, it will definitely be a disaster by July!"

"... Is it that serious? I never heard any survivor settlements in West Continent City being flooded before." Yuan Feng wore a hesitant expression. They were here for a visit, not to nitpick. Although he believed in Butan's professional expertise in environmental engineering, he didn't approve of creating unnecessary trouble.

"How can settlements with 5,000, or even tens of thousands of people be compared to settlements with only 200 to 300 people? Unless they plan to drown in the water and let everything go to waste." In the end, Butan couldn't hold back. He slapped his thigh and stood up. "I must see their administrator again! I need to make them understand!"

Given the significant gift they received, it was unethical and immoral of him to pretend to be unaware of this knowledge. Even if he had to spend some time, he could help them redesign a plan! After all, it was not that difficult.

Butan walked towards the administrator's tent. Meanwhile, the other members of the delegation continued discussing their discoveries in Daybreak City.

The astonishing production efficiency of the New Alliance, which managed to build 1,000 emergency shelters in a day, was indeed impressive. However, strong production capacity did not necessarily mean advanced productivity.

Objectively speaking, there were significant issues with the design and safety of those aluminum houses. The technology didn't seem to have come from the shelter.

The area around West Continent City had numerous hills with weak wind, so using them temporarily might be fine. But in the long run, problems were bound to arise.

As the group discussed animatedly, a certain mascot didn't participate.

Sitting inside the tent, the energetic Pai was playing with a newly acquired toy and was having a blast.

After quickly mastering the technique of controlling the drone, she used her tablet to create a simple control program and connected the drone to her VR glasses.

As the slender propellers trembled, the silver-white sphere soared into the sky.

Looking down at the land of West Continent City through the drone's perspective, Pai's face was filled with astonishment and admiration. "This is incredible!"

Unfortunately, the hummingbird drone had a mediocre battery life. After all, given how it was fist-sized, its battery capacity was evident.

Bringing the drone back down, Pai took off her glasses and there was a hint of yearning in her eyes. "Lyra, what do you think Dawn City will be like?"

Lyra, seated, did not answer and remained quiet as a wooden figure.

Pai stared at Lyra's cloak and felt a sudden curiosity.

Come to think of it, she had never seen what the other looked like.

When Lyra emerged from that giant gate, it was draped in this cloak that covered its entire body and it never engaged with anyone.

Despite having such a pleasant name...

Pai asked in a low voice, "Can I take a look?"

Lyra didn't say anything.

Pai continued softly, "If you don't say something, I'll take it as a yes."

Still no response.

Summoning up her courage, Pai carefully reached out and gently lifted a corner of the thin cloak.

Unlike its name associated with the constellation, hidden under the shadow was a face with ordinary features, like a mannequin placed in an old display window.

Perhaps the only difference was its moving eyes, which now stared directly at her.

"Is there something you need?" It was the first sentence Lyra spoke since leaving the shelter.

Pai swallowed nervously, shaking her head and quickly retracing her hand.

Looking at the face that was concealed by the cloak once again, she said softly, "Sorry..."

Lyra looked at her, seemingly puzzled.

After a moment, it solemnly said, "No need to apologize. You haven't done anything requiring an apology."

Hearing this, Pai, who had been nervous, breathed a sigh of relief and a joyful smile appeared on her face. "As long as you're not mad at me."

Mad?

Lyra looked at her without speaking.

The things it didn't understand increased again...

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