This Game is Too Real Chapter 672

  Chapter 672 Vigorous French Fries Harbor

  Jungle, beach, and sea!

  Grandpa is back!

  In the cabin of the airship, Fang Chang glanced at the pleasant scenery of Chips Harbor through the glass window, and the corner of his mouth could not help but smile secretly.

"good."

  This time, I can finally live the addiction of the city lord.

   But that being said, in fact, he is not the only one who has the final say on this fries port.

  Small development projects are mostly subcontracted to various specific units or institutions, while large-scale development planning and project approval are jointly decided by the board of directors of "Baiyue Strait Development Co., Ltd."

  This joint-stock limited company established in Dawn City is currently jointly held by several players who are interested in developing the Baiyue Strait. The equity is divided according to the proportion of investment, and the coast of the Baiyue Strait is developed under the framework of the alliance law.

  As for Niu Ma Group, it is mainly responsible for infrastructure construction and logistics and transportation.

   And that's what they do best.

  Two airships hovered above the Fries Harbor one after the other, and then slowly lowered the pod.

  Watching Fang Chang coming down from the gondola, Daoxia Liuren, the construction project manager, stepped forward and glanced at the airship behind him.

   "Dude, you bought another one?!"

   "I bought another one, it belongs to the scientific expedition team! In the future, the work of recovering the salvage will be handed over to those professionals. We mainly transport goods."

  Fang Chang smiled and patted the brother on the shoulder, then took him to the pod, pointed to the boxes of goods unloaded from the pod and said.

   "...I bought these good things, ten sets of beetle-style engineering armor and twenty-five cross spider robots, and I leave them to you!"

  Hearing these words, Daoxialiuren's face suddenly revealed a surprised expression.

The performance of the   -type engineering armor in Camp No. 101 and the urban reconstruction project in the southern part of Xizhou City is obvious to all.

  That thing can be called a masterpiece of personal construction auxiliary equipment, the crystallization of two hundred years of construction experience in shelter 100!

  It is like an "SCV" that can shuttle freely in complex terrain. It can not only switch the tools needed by workers according to construction tasks, but also provide them with visual digital guidance services.

   If the K-10 "Iron Wall" exoskeleton is the pinnacle of heavy-duty exoskeleton for battlefield use, then the K-10 "Iron Wall" exoskeleton is specially designed for construction workers.

With the cross spider robot that can transport materials straight up and down on the vertical wall, if other construction units can keep up, a group of ten engineering teams can even exert the work efficiency of a construction team of hundreds of people. Professionals who have worked in the civil engineering industry for many years were greatly shocked after going to the site for inspection.

   It is precisely because of the excellent construction performance of this set of equipment that its price has remained high. Not only players are rushing to buy it, but NPCs are also placing orders, and even the construction companies of Ideal City are full of interest.

   I didn't expect this guy to come with a whole set of equipment!

   Can't wait to go forward, the knife under the knife hastily asked the staff next to him to help open one of the two-person cargo boxes.

  Looking at the crab-shaped engineering armor, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. However, after a short while of excitement, he soon realized a new problem.

   "Wait, I remember you need to be trained to use this thing?"

  As if he guessed that he would ask this question, Fang Chang said with a smile as if he was ready.

   "Don't worry, I have also hired trained workers, and they will come down in a while. Remember to protect their safety. According to the contract, they will only work within the safe zone."

   "That's a must! Can I let them go out to work?" Daoxia Liuren said with a smile, "Don't worry, just leave it to me!"

   "With you here, I can rest assured!" Fang Chang said with a smile.

  Brother Dao, like him, is one of the first batch of old players who entered the game. He was a group friend of the cattle and horses a long time ago.

   It's just that this guy's style of play is too hardcore, or in a minority, and his combat power is mainly reflected on the construction site, so he is rarely noticed by other players.

  If it was someone else, he might not be so relieved, but it is definitely reliable to hand it over to this guy.

  The two walked towards the center of the camp.

  While on the road, Fang Chang suddenly noticed bundles of fur bundles tied with hemp rope in the shape of tofu cubes on the cargo pile not far from the beach.

   Among them, there are hairy ones and some without hairy ones. They are of different shapes and sizes, and there are various types and colors.

   Adding up, there must be thousands of pieces!

   "...Good guy, have you guys hunted so many prey these days?"

  Seeing the surprised expression on Fang Chang's face, Daoxialiuren made a helpless expression.

   "We didn't take the initiative to hunt this, but those prey brought it up by themselves."

   It's okay to send it up by yourself...

  When did Brother Guang become so generous?

   Fang Chang was surprised, but soon he thought of the rumors he had heard from the scientific expedition team, and said after thinking for a while.

"...This rainforest is a bit weird. I heard that the alien and mutant slime molds here are relatives. Maybe there is a brood sitting not far from us. Remember to be careful when you are constructing, and you must pay attention to safety. "

"Just don't worry, I will be careful if there is a brood!" Patting his arm, Dao Xialiuren said with a smile, "But having said that, if you really can dig the brood It's a lot of money. Just discovering the location has one million silver coins, and this reward is too much!”

   "Indeed, even I was moved."

  Fang Chang smiled, looked at the pile of furs, suddenly noticed the blood and mucus on it, and asked in his heart.

   "By the way... these are untreated raw hides?"

  Dao Xialiuren nodded.

   "I guess it takes a lot of time to process these raw hides. I heard from players in the fur business that the salt in the camp is almost sold out. This is still by the sea."

  Fang Chang froze for a moment.

   "Is that an exaggeration?"

"No," Daoxialiuren said helplessly, "I think they have opened two more salt fields recently, but manpower is still a problem. I heard that those who are in the fur business are wondering whether to send raw hides back to Shuguang Find someone to process it in the city."

  There are only more than 300 players in Potato Fries Port.

  Although the Niu Ma brought more than 200 good brothers who came here admiringly, many of them were dead and resurrected before, and this number of people is not even enough for the construction team and the scientific research team.

   What's more, hiring players to do the delicate work of leather processing is somewhat overkill, and it is not economically appropriate.

   "If this is sent back for processing, I'm afraid the road will stink..." Fang Chang thought for a moment, then suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at Liuren under the knife and said, "By the way, isn't there someone with Tail and the others?"

  Retaining people under the knife: "You mean...those Lunar refugees?"

  Fang Chang smiled slightly and said.

"The work intensity of these tasks is not high, so it should be no problem to entrust them to those people. And it's not just tanning leather, there are also some prey processing tasks. If they can be entrusted to NPCs, it will not only save costs, but also save money. More quality labor freed from repetitive tasks...you know what I'm talking about."

  Dao Xialiuren looked at the guy in front of him with a strange expression.

  When he heard these words, he always had the illusion that the way this guy thinks about problems is more and more like an NPC he knows.

   "Is there something on my face?" Seeing that the man under the knife had been staring at him without speaking, Fang Chang reached out and touched his face, but he didn't find anything.

  Recovering his senses, Daoxialiuren coughed lightly, cleared his throat and said.

   "Nothing, I just think... your idea is very good."

   This idea is really good. Although the facilities in the Fries Harbor are a bit crude, at least the walls have been repaired.

   As long as you don't leave the camp, you are still safe.

   "I'll go to the forum to ask their opinions later... By the way, there is one more thing." Halfway through the talk, he suddenly remembered another thing.

   Fang Chang cast a questioning look at him.

"What's up?"

"About the work of clearing the rainforest," he paused for a moment, scratching his head, and said in an uncertain tone, "According to the reports of some construction teams, they found that this forest has a peculiar self-healing."

   Fang Chang frowned slightly.

   "Self-healing?"

  Dao Xialiuren nodded and continued.

"I don't know if this expression is accurate. In short, the situation is that the area they just cleaned up the next day found that some shrubs, grass leaves and vines had grown again when they checked the area the next day. The same thing spread out in the forest. At first I thought it was the construction team who took the task to be lazy, but similar situations appeared in various work areas... This is very strange."

   It is not surprising in itself that most forests naturally expand toward areas of fertile soil when there is plenty of rain and light.

  However, this kind of thing is often carried out in units of years, and only by observing the time scale of years can we find some clues.

  But this tropical rainforest is different.

  It seems to be alive, recovering the "wound" at a speed visible to the naked eye...

  Looking at Fang Chang who was lost in thought, someone under the knife suggested.

   "I suggest that when you go back next time, mention this matter to the Union Institute of Biology and see what they think."

   Fang Chang nodded cautiously, and turned his gaze to another airship in the sky.

   "There is no need to wait to go back, they came with the scientific expedition team."

   "Just report the situation here to them later."

  At the same time as the two airships arrived at the French Fries Port, a dry bulk ship full of cargo was slowly leaving the rough Borneo Sea and sailing into the quiet Baiyue Strait from the west.

   "... watch for me for a while."

Yawning and coming out of the cab, the old man in a brown jacket gave the door behind him to a guy in a white shirt, and he went to sit on the recliner under the gangway, picked up and put it in a plastic basket next to him. After taking two sips from the unfinished beer bottle, he squinted his eyes and blew the sea breeze.

  Usually, he would never allow others to touch his boat, but there was an exception when sailing to the Baiyue Strait.

  Compared with the open Borneo Sea and the southern waters, this strait that runs through the Baiyue Province can hardly be called a sea, but more like a peaceful river.

   Coupled with the fact that there are reference objects on both sides of the strait to determine the course, it is still a bit difficult to yaw to drive the boat back.

   It was precisely because of this that he handed over the work of sailing the boat to the young people under him, while he came down to relax for a while.

  The old man's name is Song Haining, and he is a resident of the ring island, but he has lived in Yinyue Bay much longer than on the ring island.

  Of course, the sum of the time he spent in the two places was definitely not as good as when he was floating in the sea.

  The perennial wind and sun made his face look like a freshly dried rag, and it was the kind that was black from the bottom of the pot.

  As long as he can remember, he has been working on the ship with his father, and he didn't have his own cargo ship until he was thirty.

   And now this "Northwest Wind" has been with him for twenty years.

   Whenever he saw the mottled rust on the deck, he couldn't help but think, maybe it's time for him to seriously start thinking about retirement.

  In the wasteland, the age of fifty is definitely considered an advanced age...

   "It's still so quiet here."

   Walking to Song Haining's side, the young man in a gray jacket put his arms on the railing of the ship's side, and said a word with a smile.

  His name is Mogarvey, he is a merchant of Silver Moon Bay in the Hump Kingdom, and he is also the owner of the 5,000 tons of iron ore and coal mines on the cargo ship, as well as the employer of 30 mercenaries.

  Recently, the Confederation of the Southern Islands and the No. 70 refuge have been fighting fiercely. The offshore mining stations have been closed due to the impact of the war. However, the production of the factories on the islands cannot be stopped, and the prices of various resources are almost rising.

  Although there are many risks in doing business in this sea area, there are still many people who are not afraid of death and decide to take this muddy water.

   For example, this is one of them.

  Song Haining doesn't know his details, but the possibility of problems with the sales introduced by the port is not high, and it is still a route he is familiar with.

  Even if this guy looks a little off line occasionally, he doesn't care, as long as the dinars are enough.

  Hearing the voice from the side, the old captain who squinted to see the scenery smiled faintly, and put the empty beer bottle aside.

   "I wish it was always this quiet in here."

"Most definitely!"

The man showed a confident smile on his face, and continued, "Before I went to sea, I asked someone to do a fortune telling! The fortune teller told me that as long as I keep going in the direction where the sun rises, and then move forward... the land covered with gold It's right there waiting for us."

  The land covered with gold...

  Hearing this interesting statement, Song Haining couldn't help smiling, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the thin sunlight, and then returned his gaze to the emerald green shore in the distance.

  He has been busy coming and going in this sea area for most of his life, and he has never heard of any island covered with gold.

   As for the land on both sides of the strait?

   That's not to mention.

  Hidden in that dense rainforest can never be a treasure, only death.

   Ships traveling to and from this sea area will never consider going ashore to try their luck even if their supplies are exhausted. The forest there is like the mouth of a monster that will swallow anyone who tries to penetrate into it.

   "...you should take the fortune teller aboard, so we can ask him how far the golden land is."

  Song Haining replied lazily.

  However, just as his words fell, two inconceivable exclamations suddenly came from above the gangway.

   "Ahead! Look at the sky!"

"what is that?!"

  Heaven?

  Hearing the sound from above the gangway, Song Haining and Mo Jiawei who were staying on the deck were both taken aback.

  The latter was the first to come back to his senses, and exclaimed in surprise, "Goddess Yinyue is on top", and trotted hurriedly towards the gangway.

   Did the prophecy come true?

  Looking at the overjoyed guy, Song Haining had a weird expression on his face.

  Although he instinctively didn't believe in mysticism, he still stood up from the recliner and followed the Silver Moon Bay businessman up the ladder.

   "What did you see? What was in front of the sky—"

  Walking to the guardrail of the watchtower, Song Haining was about to ask the yelling sailor what he had found, but stopped talking halfway.

  Looking in the direction the seaman was pointing at, his gaze crossed rows of cargo boxes full of ore, and two white spheres floating below the clouds quickly came into view.

  Because of the distance, the thing looked as small as a balloon, but he didn't think it was just two balloons.

   That thing is an airship!

  But why is the airship here?

   Just when Song Haining was in a daze, Mo Jiawei at the side cried out happily.

   "Airship! It's an airship!"

   "I know that thing is an airship... I wonder why there is an airship in this place!"

  Recovering from the surprise, Song Haining's face didn't show any excitement, instead, a trace of worry or fear gradually appeared on his face.

  The southern waters are not peaceful now. The Federation of the Southern Islands and Vault No. 70 have been fighting for more than two months. Both sides are red-eyed and have already abandoned the bottom line.

  Before he went to sea, he heard it from the tavern near the Silver Moon Bay Wharf.

  In order to cut off the supplies of the islands of the Southern Islands Federation, the submarines of the No. 70 shelter are attacking ships indiscriminately in the southern waters. Many ships have been killed in the past month.

  If that airship is an observation airship released from Vault 70, they are probably already marked on the opponent's chart by now.

  Pushing open the door of the cab and walking out, the young man who was at the helm for him hurriedly ran behind him and asked.

   "Captain, do you want to continue driving?"

   Before Song Haining could speak, Mo Jiawei, who was standing aside, said excitedly.

   "I think we should lean over and take a look! There might be a surprise waiting for us there."

   Glancing at this guy who didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, Song Haining pondered for a moment and looked at the young man behind him.

   "...keep going."

   At this time, it is too late to turn around.

   What's more, if they change their course at this time, they will have to detour from the southernmost point of Baiyue Province, not to mention doubling the voyage, and there is not that much supply on board.

  The young man nodded nervously, turned around and ran into the cab.

  Song Haining took out the binoculars and stared at the two silver-white airships, trying to see some clues from them.

  Unfortunately, there is no obvious identification mark on the airship.

  The only thing that made him a little relieved was that the two airships had wide cargo compartments, and they were obviously cargo airships, not the observation airships he thought.

and-

  The rough design doesn't look like it came from Vault 70, maybe it was something made by the Federation of the Southern Islands.

   It's just that the problem came again.

  What did the Federation of Southern Islands release balloons in the Baiyue Strait?

  Song Haining was puzzled.

   While he was staring closely at the two airships, the cargo ship "Northwest Wind" continued to move forward, constantly pulling in the distance between the two airships.

  When the horizontal distance between the two sides was less than three nautical miles, a scenery he had never seen before suddenly appeared on the yellow-green coastline.

   He wasn't alone in noticing what was happening on the shoreline.

  The sailors and mercenaries standing on the side of the ship watching the excitement almost unanimously exclaimed more surprised than before.

   "Is someone out there!?"

   "And not a lot!"

   "Spirit of the Sand Sea...are they dying?!"

  There are no boats on the shore.

   Those people should have come down from the airship.

  Looking blankly at the camp on the shore, Song Haining involuntarily opened his mouth wide, unable to speak for a while.

  Mogarvey, who was standing next to him, cried out excitedly.

   "The port! It's the port!"

   To say that that thing is called a port is absolutely bragging. This place doesn't even have a pier extending into the deep water area, and the golden sandy beach is completely original.

  But the rows of tents and iron houses, as well as the surrounding earth walls and sentry towers, really don't look like they were built just now.

  A long time ago, there was a rumor in the tavern in Yinyue Bay that the Baiyue province was inhabited by demons exiled by the spirit of the sand sea. No one could stay in this land for a whole day.

  Song Haining doesn't believe in the spirit of the sand sea, but he firmly believes in the second half of this rumor.

  The Hump Kingdom tried to colonize this land a long time ago, but all attempts ended in failure without exception.

  Not to mention the settlements of survivors in the southern sea area, many of them had their ancestors who fled to the island from the Baiyue province.

   Someone actually tried to camp along the Baiyue Strait...

  Are these guys desperate? !

   Just as everyone on board was amazed, two speedboats flying the flag of the Federation of the Southern Islands approached from the east sea.

   Saw the man on the bow of the speedboat from a distance, Song Haining waved his hand in the direction of the cab behind him, made a gesture to stop the boat, and then shouted to the sailors under the gangway.

   "Drop the anchor!"

  The anchor was dropped from the stern of the ship and hit the seabed heavily. With the reverse propeller, the cargo ship was stopped not long after.

  The two speedboats split into two groups, one was guarding in the distance, and the other was approaching.

  Bringing two sailors onto the deck, Mu Da looked at the captain who was walking towards him, and said concisely.

   "Routine inspection, please cooperate."

  Song Haining skillfully took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it up, smiling politely.

   "Understood, please go ahead."

  Muda took his cigarette, but he didn't take out the match to light it. He just stuffed it in his pocket under the collar, and led the two sailors towards the cargo boxes on the deck.

  Seeing the slow movements of those guys, Mojavey couldn't help but walked down the gangway.

   "We deliver iron ore and coal here, so we won't be able to do business with Vault 70, and they don't have a port to unload."

  Mu Da snorted with his nose, and replied in a neutral tone.

"That's not necessarily the case. If you plan to sell them some ruthless goods, this is the most suitable delivery point. Even if you throw a box down, no one will find out, right? And the seabed here is not too deep, and there are As a reference, it is also convenient to salvage.”

  Mulgarvey's eyes widened.

   "Are you kidding? We have such a big ship, do that little business?"

   What the hell?

  Can you still play like this?

  If I had known him earlier, I would have brought some ruthless goods that Vault 70 might be interested in!

   Mu Da stopped and stared at him twice.

   Seen by that look, Mo Jiawei took back the words with a sly smile, obediently stepped aside, and at the same time made a gesture of please.

   "You... please go ahead."

  Mu Da stopped talking to this guy, and continued to lead his men to check the cargo boxes piled up on the deck one by one.

  Actually, what he didn't say is that recently his mission is not only to prevent passing ships from trading with No. 70 shelter, but also to intercept refugees who intend to go to the southern waters.

   Recently, a cargo ship named Rourou was stuck in their port and couldn't be repaired. More than a thousand people couldn't drive away even if they ate and drank their food.

  Although those guys are paying, it is a special period after all, and the supplies on the ring island are not rich.

On the one hand, due to the concern of offending the alliance, on the other hand, it may be that they have unrealistic illusions about those guys. The Governor's Mansion on the circular island did not take strong measures to drive away the cargo ships that were in the port, or cut off the ship. Ship's supplies.

  However, they can't let those meddling good people throw refugees into their homes.

  In order to prevent more refugees from being stranded in the port of the circular island, the local governor's office had an idea and applied to the maritime patrol team of the Federation of the Southern Islands.

  If a large number of survivors from Borneo Province are found among the passing ships, they will be forced to disembark near the alliance's French fries port.

   Don't those guys like to meddle in their own business?

   Then take care of it!

  However, this ship seems to be full of ore. Mu Da looked around and found no one hiding, so he looked at the captain who was following him and said.

   "I want to look under the cabin."

"no problem."

  Song Haining smiled, suddenly thought of something, looked to the north bank and asked.

   "Speaking of which, do you know those people?"

"Those ones?"

  Mu Da raised his eyebrows, subconsciously followed his line of sight to the north shore of the strait, and after seeing the scribbled camp, he hastily looked back.

   "They're from the Union."

   "Alliance?!"

  Song Haining showed a surprised expression on his face.

   "You mean...the one in the River Valley Province?"

  Mu Da: "Yes."

  Song Haining was stunned for a while with a dazed expression on his face, before holding back half a sentence from his mouth.

   “…what are those people doing here?”

   It is more than two thousand kilometers away from Hegu Province!

   No wonder they came by airship...

  Mu Da said impatiently.

   "Then you'll have to ask them."

  Following the patrol officer back to the side of the gangway, Song Haining suddenly saw the restless businessman beckoning his mercenaries to drag an inflatable boat to the deck.

"What are you doing?"

   Clapping his hands and straightening up, Mojavey looked at the captain walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"I'm going to take a closer look at the shore and see what those guys are doing. Remember that divination I said earlier? The land covered with gold! Don't you think that beach looks like it? I have a hunch! Get rich The opportunity is here!"

  Song Haining stared at him blankly, after listening to his nonsense.

"…Are you crazy?"

   Mogarvey said disapprovingly.

   "It's a waste of time to stay here anyway, so I might as well do something. Besides, I'm just going up to have a look, and I don't intend to spend the night on the shore."

  Song Haining stared at him and said.

   "The inspection will be over soon. There is nothing to see under the cabin. It won't delay you for long. We will continue on the road soon."

   Mojavey said with a hearty smile.

   "That's right, I'll go down for half an hour at most, you guys wait for me for a while."

   While he was talking, he had ordered someone to throw down the inflatable boat with the black iron wood hanging on it, and hastily put a life jacket on himself.

  Looking at this guy who is not afraid of death, Song Haining's brows twitched violently, but he finally held back his words.

"…come back earlier."

   He swore.

   For the sake of money, this is the last business he will do with this guy.

  Mulgarvey, holding the ladder with both hands, chuckled.

"okay!"

  (end of this chapter)

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