Chapter 907 I Am Not Your Captain of Ten Thousand (1/2)

Unlike Singularity City, which has inextricable historical connections with the War Construction Committee, Weifu City, located in the Weifu Wasteland, is a settlement built from scratch by survivors from all over the world.

The only thing that can be traced here, apart from the disappeared old city, is only a slave owner's manor with a large population.

After the Torch Church came here, the slave manor with a large population was no longer there, only some mutants and the nuggets that mutants loved to eat were occupied.

The near-perfect kingdom of heaven once descended on this land, and the fruit-bearing mycelium once penetrated every inch of the soil here. However, now the corroded soil has been gradually purified into nutrients by the mutant slime mold mother nest that Xiaoyu has assimilated.

There are vast plains and rich river systems here. In time, it may become as fertile land as the Tasang River in Borneo.

The only thing missing here may be people.

Compared with the more developed Dawn City, Dawn City and Boulder City, there are many shortcomings here in terms of infrastructure and medical conditions.

Fortunately, this immediate difficulty did not prevent the alliance's pioneers from setting foot on this soil.

The factories of Stone City and Auroville provided a wealth of tools for those who pioneered the wasteland.

They set up carriage-style tents in the wilderness, installed solar panels on the top of the tents, used exoskeletons with explorer plug-ins to search for mineral deposits, drove agricultural machinery to reclaim land, and occasionally released some information to nearby players to eliminate alien species or mutants. Or a commission from a raider's lair.

In addition to the pioneers from other settlements in the alliance, there are also the Velant people from the far western world, the wastelanders from the Cloud Province, and even the settlers migrating from the Wandering Swamp, as well as the people from the City of Thousand Pillars. Borneo.

Their specialties vary, some are good at fighting, some are good at mining, farming or brewing wine.

Of course, the largest number of homeless people here are from Jinchuan Province.

With the threat of the Torch eliminated, Weifu City, where the psychic interference device was deployed, has become the paradise second only to Singularity City in this basin.

And unlike Singularity City, there is no AI here that cares about everything and wants to be a mother.

They can do whatever they want, as long as it does not violate the laws of the alliance and does not hinder the equality of others.

It’s the same as when Dawn City rose.

The producers formed industry representatives, and then people other than the producers also elected people who could represent themselves, and finally the representative meeting was born.

Within the framework of the Alliance Constitution and Alliance Laws, local survivors gradually clarified their own rules and selected representatives to go to Dawn City to participate in the formulation of the first two laws.

In addition, they can also exercise the supervisory power that every citizen naturally possesses on behalf of the citizens of the alliance to ensure that the administrative organs of the alliance operate within the framework of the law, and submit them to the court for arbitration after they are found to be illegal.

This system and the alliance's municipal system operate independently of each other, which is quite appropriate at present.

As for what kind of rules will be adopted in the new era after the end of the "settlement era", that is a matter of the future.

The Alliance at that time would presumably have larger administrative divisions and a larger population, and its territory might span dozens of light-years and encompass several galaxies.

At that time, city lords and governors, whose functions are becoming increasingly marginalized, may withdraw from the stage of history along with the position of administrator.

Including "shelter residents."

From now on they are no longer Blue Jackets or Blue Gophers.

Their children will become honorable Alliance people like the children of other Wastelanders and Valantians, and will not be divided into inner and outer cities like Stone City, or use letters to divide classes and identities like the Academy.

But that was probably a long time later.

Chu Guang had no intention of planning everything for the alliance for the next few hundred years.

After all, even if it happens within a few years, things will always surprise him and others.

He believes that his children will be able to find a balance between tradition and innovation that suits them, and pass their past on to a more distant future.

Just then, the train stopped at the station platform.

Chu Guang stood up and was about to get out of the car when he suddenly noticed Lu Bei walking in with a serious expression.

"Sir, there is something going on in Settlement No. 1."

Although Chu Guang had just finished eating the melon on the forum, he still said to Lu Bei with a smile.

"Tell me."

Looking at the manager walking towards the train aisle, Lu Bei hurriedly followed him and whispered in a serious tone what the Guards had noticed.

After hearing this, Chu Guang nodded and said with a smile.

"What's wrong with this?"

Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, then expressed his opinion in a deep voice.

"You said that if we want to end the Wasteland Era, we must unite all the people we can unite and save all the survivors who are suffering. But that representative named Gu Ning is inciting others to hate the Borneo people... "

His loyalty to Chu Guang is unquestionable, after all it was the gentleman who pulled him out of hell a long time ago.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't like that glib guy.

In his opinion, that person was completely distorting the meaning of the manager, and even taking advantage of people's emotions for personal gain, instead of truly understanding the gentleman's teachings.

However, although he did not like that guy, he still remembered what Chu Guang had said to him, and just watched from the side to see if the parties in the vortex had any unusual behavior, but did not take any further action.

After listening carefully to Lu Bei's opinion, Chu Guang thought for a moment, sighed softly and said.

"What you said before was very objective, but you forgot the objective criteria when evaluating specific people. For example, I don't like the word "incitement". That Mr. Gu just expressed his opinion, and I didn't see any hatred against specific people or distortion of facts in his expression."

"I..." Lu Bei was stunned when he heard this, and wanted to explain anxiously.

Chu Guang looked at the anxious look of the young man, smiled gently, and continued.

"I know you have no ill intentions, but you are just a little too anxious."

After a pause, he continued.

"Everyone has their own ideas, and we should give them the opportunity to express their ideas. That is why, even in the most difficult times, we must select representatives born in all walks of life from the factory workshops and the farmlands of Changjiu Farm."

"If the opinions of a large number of individuals are not taken seriously, we will become a wild horse that has run away from the reins, just like the former Boulder City. The survivors there, whether ordinary people or elites, are following an outdated blueprint and building a building that most people don't like at all. The harder they work, the more painful it is, and the more they go against their dreams, except for those who live in that building."

"In the end, whether it is the tenants of the building or the survivors outside, they all made the worst choice without exception and went to a lose-lose situation. It was not until the building collapsed that they were truly relieved."

Lv Bei whispered.

"We will not become Boulder City."

Chu Guang smiled and said.

"I hope not, but the 'black card' will not disappear because we ignore its existence. But we can distribute it to more people to disperse the risks we may encounter in the future."

Lv Bei couldn't help asking.

"Is there no way to completely eliminate the risk? For example, take preventive measures." Chu Guang shook his head gently. "Even the sun will go out one day, not to mention the civilization that is only tens of thousands of years old and us who are only a few years old... Risk can only be reduced, it is impossible to eliminate it. Don't think about those unrealistic things, which are either the bold assumptions of dreamers or the sweet talk of liars." The idea of ​​foolproofness is the most vigilant. Invisible risks are more dangerous than visible ones, because they are often not really foolproof, but just burying the 10001st worst possibility in the soil. Once you embark on that road, everyone will passively participate in a gamble that has no return. The final outcome of the gamblers is generally nothing new. Either they rush into the sky for a short time and exile themselves in the outer space with weak gravity, or they fall to the ground with a bang and are torn to pieces by the gravity of reality. Looking at Lv Bei who was lost in thought, Chu Guang stopped at the door of the carriage, patted him on the shoulder, and continued in a gentle tone.

"I said a long time ago that I only have one request for you, that is loyalty."

"This sentence will always apply to the Guards Corps. I hope you will always remember it, and remember the second half of the sentence I didn't finish at that time."

"You should always be loyal to the citizens of the Alliance and the laws that the citizens swore allegiance to, and devote all you have to defend their dignity and rights."

"If one day I am gone, and someone tries to kidnap you in my name, that person is the enemy of everyone in the Alliance and your undisputed enemy."

He should not only be wary of becoming the lord of Giant Stone City, but also be wary of becoming Marshal Julius.

The huge legion is full of traitors who are loyal to no one.

The Alliance must not become them.

A hint of enlightenment appeared in Lv Bei's pupils, with a little shame.

He lowered his head and put his right fist on his chest.

"I remember."

Smiling at this promising young man, Chu Guang stepped off the train and stood on the platform of the train station.

Just when he stepped off the train, Li Jinrong and the leadership team of Weifu City were standing not far from the platform, looking like they wanted to get closer but couldn't make up their minds.

Seeing those familiar faces, Chu Guang knew that the news of his inspection trip to the south had indeed spread.

Although the alliance did not popularize the Internet, the speed of information exchange was different from before.

In addition, he did not deliberately cover it up, but just opened a holographic image when communicating with the masses, so it was possible that people saw or guessed it.

To be honest, it was not easy to get here before the news spread.

After making eye contact with Chu Guang and seeing that the manager noticed him, Li Jinrong greeted him with a smile.

"Dear manager, how did you get here?"

Perhaps because of his experience in administrative work, this man who used to lead the Iron Tower Organization to fight guerrilla warfare with the Torch Church is much more stable than before.

Also more smooth.

Chu Guang smiled and shook hands with him, saying in a gentle tone.

"I haven't been here for a long time. I just came here to take a look at how the survivors here are doing after I left. You don't have to be nervous, just do what you need to do."

Li Jinrong said with a smile.

"Don't worry, we are all doing well, and life here is now on the right track."

When he said this, he smiled sheepishly and continued awkwardly.

"Just...please tell me in advance when you come next time, so that we can be prepared. This is not Dawn City after all, and it is better to be prepared in terms of safety!"

Chu Guang laughed when he heard this, and looked at Li Jinrong, who was still a little bit reluctant to let go, and made a joke.

"You don't need to worry about my safety. People who can threaten my safety don't exist in this world."

This is indeed not a boast on his part.

There are very few people in the wasteland who can simply outdo X-16 in terms of individual combat effectiveness, let alone take him as a direct opponent.

As for rising to the level of a war machine, that's another story.

For example, with things like tanks, planes, cannons and missiles, it is quite difficult to get close to him without anyone noticing.

It's just that because the individual's power has limited space to play in the confrontation between systems, he rarely charges on the front line like the players.

As for leading the charge, he also did it when the league needed him to do so in the early days.

Looking at Li Jinrong who was smiling bitterly, Chu Guang did not make things difficult for him and said in a generous tone.

"You're all here. If you want to report on your work, just report on it. Just focus on the key points. I will confirm the rest with my own eyes... By the way, let's talk about it after we get out of the station, so as not to affect the passengers here."

He just suddenly noticed that more and more people were gathering around to watch the fun.

Among them are local residents, wastelanders, and players who come to this area to do missions.

A pair of eyes looked here curiously.

People are more curious about why he is here than they are curious about him.

Players are paying attention to the new expansion pack, while other people living in this land are concerned about whether this means that the Alliance is making big moves in the south.

In fact, they were not wrong.

After the gravity well is activated, this land will soon enter a new era.

Seeing that Chu Guang was really just here to take a look, and not because he had done anything wrong in his work, Li Jinrong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became much more sincere.

"Please come with me."

…

Due to the commotion on the station platform, the news of Chu Guang's visit to Weifu City spread like wildfire, and the very next day, it immediately became the headline of the "Survivor Daily" of the entire alliance and even the South China Sea Alliance.

Not only the survivors in Weifu City were excitedly discussing this matter, but also the survivors in Settlement No. 1 were also excitedly discussing whether the gentleman would drop by to take a look at their settlement. .

Although there really isn't much to see in Settlement 1, except for the urban area adjacent to the port.

At the breakfast shop near the pier, white mist floated on the big iron pots, and the dock workers wearing safety helmets were chattering.

"Why did the manager come here suddenly?"

"Could it be because of the incident at the city hall?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can such a trivial matter catch the attention of Mr. Manager?"

"What else could it be because... I haven't caught any treasures from the sea recently."

"Perhaps I went to visit the South Sea Alliance. I heard that Coral City has finally been fully electrified recently. People who used to live there and some residents of Vault 70 have moved back. It should be this."

"I don't think it has anything to do with that thing. It's probably about the elevator."

"Space elevator?"

"There's also a gravity well! I heard that thing can pull down garbage from orbit."

"Hiss... I hope we don't drag down the nuclear bomb that our ancestors left on top."

"Even if it existed, it would have expired long ago, right?"

Just as everyone was talking about it, a man in formal clothes walked next to the check-in area.

The foreman wearing a safety helmet was yawning, and suddenly a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his eyes.

Thinking that the supervisor or manager was coming, he quickly shook off his drowsiness and sat up straight in his chair, but his eyes met Henk's wretched face.

Rolling his eyes angrily, the foreman leaned on the chair again and cursed.

"What the hell are you crazy about?"

Henk, who was dressed like a dog, grinned and put the resignation letter on the table.

"I'm here to resign."

"Have you found a new job?" Picking up the resignation letter, the foreman raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The work at the dock is very mobile, and no one of his workers has ever written about this stuff, especially those who work on a daily basis.

Usually if I can't contact anyone for several days, I'll default to resignation.

A confident smile appeared on Henk's face and he nodded.

"To be precise, I have found a new starting point for my career...wish me good luck, brother."

The foreman was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Haha! Okay, okay, I wish you good luck. I hope I won't see you here next month."

Hunk said with a smile.

"No...but when I get rich, I will definitely come back and show off to you. I hope you won't find me annoying then."

As he spoke, he placed the exoskeleton folded in the suitcase on the table, along with the work clothes and safety helmet he had used some time ago.

The foreman smiled at him, wrote him a note, and thrust it into his hand.

"Go to the finance department to collect the rest of your salary... Damn it, you guy even wanted to give me a free meal before you left."

Henk said with a smile after taking the note.

"The main thing is that I miss it because I won't be able to eat it anymore."

"Damn it, stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

The foreman laughed and cursed and made a move to drive people away, but the latter stopped disturbing his work and went to say goodbye to the others.

In fact, to be honest, he didn't hate the big nose, it could even be said that he liked him quite a bit.

Although Henk was a bit slow at work and often absent from work, he had a good relationship with other people and was usually very good at making things happen.

Maybe this kind of person shouldn't be working on the dock in the first place, and he should also play his due value on a broader platform.

His only wish is that this guy can use his intelligence in the right direction...

Just when Genke said goodbye to his last friend and took the remaining salary and walked towards the first office that "Genke Group" had just rented in Settlement No. 1, Gu Ning from the representative committee was taking Yaman, the representative elected by the Weiland immigrants, inspected the new home of more than 5,000 Weiland people.

It is worth mentioning that one representative is not the other representative.

Arman, who has just started to apply for alliance citizenship, still holds the status of a "supervisor" and is not a formal citizen of the alliance. He does not have complete political power. Naturally, he cannot propose proposals or vote at the representative meeting.

However, in Gu Ning's view, with Arman's ability and popularity, it is only a matter of time before he joins the alliance and becomes the representative of the people of Weiland... as long as he has this idea himself.

Although he is a conservative political commentator in the Congress, Gu Ning does not actually object to those "newcomers". After all, he was not born in the Alliance. He was also attracted by the Alliance's philosophy, and later joined this organization dedicated to ending the The organization of Wasteland Era.

What he dislikes is only those people who don't follow the rules, and those who regard the alliance as a trash can and stuff everything into it, regardless of whether the garbage is suitable for the alliance or not.

He didn't want to target the Borneos, but those guys were messing around more than once or twice, and the so-called progressives on the radical side were too soft on them.

In comparison, those Weirant people were slightly more likable to him.

They like to drink vodka, and he happens to like whiskey, and the most popular one in Settlement No. 1 is the 40-proof one. The only difference is that one uses potatoes and the other uses wheat.

At this moment, Arman didn't know that Mr. Gu beside him had already regarded him as a potential ally.

If he knew, he would definitely laugh or cry.

After all the shit he's been through, he doesn't want to get into politics at all.

He just wanted to open ten churches to the Silver Moon Goddess to fulfill her vow and seek peace for his family.

"This is an open plain to the east of Settlement No. 1. Because it is far away from the water source, there are not many people living here... But these are not problems. As long as the money is available, the water pipes can be moved here at any time, including roads. etc."

"In short, there is more than enough water for domestic use. Don't worry. Anyway, I don't think you will farm on the seaside. In addition, other needed materials can also be imported from the South China Sea Alliance. Their factories are quite powerful. They claim to be able to copy books on hair... …Haha, it sounds like bragging, but I’ve actually seen it.”

Looking at the empty wasteland in the distance, Gu Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"As for public opinion, don't worry. The news of the manager moving south has replaced all the headlines, including the new area of ​​'Wilante Street', including the protests of some nasty people... Now that you have your own start-up funds, I believe you should also I prefer to spend this time in a low-key manner, rather than being like those guys who chatter all day long just thinking about begging.”

Arman smiled sheepishly, looked at him and said sincerely.

"Thank you for thinking so much for us. I really don't know how to thank you."

His compatriots are living on the boat these days. Some old people and children are sick because they are not adaptable to the water and soil. Some young people want to get off the boat to find a job. There is also a pregnant woman who is in labor.

The problem is always proportional to the number of people.

Settlement One had never received so many immigrants, and he had never cared for so many at once.

Thanks to the help of this representative and that Henk, they were able to get a hospital bed and the necessary medicines.

Not only that, young people who wanted to find work also found jobs to support their families under Mr. Gu's introduction, and moved into the employee dormitories of their workplaces.

Although the accommodation conditions are average and most of the positions are manual jobs with no threshold, it is already a good transition.

The actual conditions were there, and the local survivors did not complain, nor did they have any reason to complain.

People with strong abilities will naturally find more suitable jobs.

"Heaven helps those who help themselves. I followed this truth when I was in the wasteland. You don't need to thank me. We welcome all capable survivors to join us. Together we will overturn this fucking wasteland and send everything from the old era to the grave." ”

Gu Ning held Arman's hand, smiled and patted his shoulder, looking at the weathered man and continued.

"But to be honest, I have to talk about something practical. Even if you have your own street, I hope you will try to treat your tradition and culture more as a symbol rather than a precept to distinguish your identity, and then Try to blend in with the surroundings... After all, you have seen that even people we sympathize with can also arouse our disgust if they behave too unreasonably."

Armen said seriously.

"I will pass on your advice to my fellow citizens."

Gu Ning smiled and let go of his hand.

"Relax, don't be so serious, I'm just your mouth, not your captain of ten thousand."