This Game is Too Real - Chapter 531 Dad, lend me some money!

   "Dad, lend me some money!"

   Mansion in the inner city.

   As soon as Sid, who hurried to the house, entered the door, he caught the expectant gaze of his son, and an expression of interest appeared on his face immediately.

Hey.

   The sun is really coming out from the west.

  In the past, this son of a **** always asked for money, why did he suddenly use the word borrowed today?

   He doesn't care how his son spends money outside. His family property can't be defeated by spending money alone. As long as his son is careful when he sleeps with a girl, he won't suddenly bring him a wild grandson back one day.

  Who has never been young?

   He also liked to play when he was young, but he became a little more restrained after getting married. After all, his wife's family status was not low, so he still had to take care of each other's faces.

"How many?"

"Ten million!"

   Hearing the number 10 million, Sid immediately frowned.

  10 million what concept?

   In terms of wages, more than 500,000 people in Boulder City have to work hard for two or three weeks! And even if the output value is calculated, those bulls and horses have to work hard for at least a whole day!

   Although chips are numbers to him, they are not waste paper. There is no doubt that this is not a small amount, and even if he can afford it, he cannot let his son be so prodigal.

   "You ask the housekeeper to get 200,000 to spend first, and then ask me for it if it's not enough."

   Seeing that his father misunderstood him, Kumit became anxious and said with a stamped foot.

   "Dad! I'm really in a hurry! If you don't believe me, I can write an IOU!"

   Sid glared at him and said.

   "Have you caused any trouble again, kid? Tell me honestly, don't make up your own mind!"

   Kumit smiled.

   "No, what's the trouble, am I that kind of person? Dad, to tell you the truth, I found an opportunity to make money!"

   Opportunity to make money?

   Sid almost laughed.

   Others don't understand his son, but he understands it too well, this guy can't keep money at all.

   put his hand on his shoulder, Sid said patiently.

   "You kid, sometimes it's a little more simple, don't let people be deceived. Tell you daddy, which **** made the cake with you?"

  Kumite opened his father's hand in disbelief.

   "What! I said about the chance to make a fortune! You know that Jixiu? He came back from the ideal city!"

   "Geeche? You mean...Melvin's second son?" It took Sid a moment to remember the bastard's name.

  To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of that kid. He was too reckless in his actions. To be more serious is to be out of his mind!

   It was obvious that two outlaws could be hired to settle the family, but he had to set fire to his own cleverness and act like a pig himself.

  Fortunately, that kid had a smart dad who sent him out of the city as soon as possible. He first settled the militia group, and then found a scapegoat to quell the anger of the residents of the outer city.

   They can indeed ignore the set of rules on the surface, but there is still a set of unwritten rules to abide by.

   If you really don’t follow any rules, then you won’t be a predator?

   If it wasn't for the kid's father's face, Sid would never agree to his son hanging out with that guy every day.

   Of course, considering that Jixiu has been in the ideal city for five years, maybe he has built his own basic market with the help of the old fox in Malvern, and it is worth investing in a face.

   He intends to find an opportunity to send his youngest son there too, to establish a relationship in advance, so that he can take care of him when he goes there. After getting a large sum of Cr, he also wanted to go there to relax for two days and experience another extravagant life.

   Thinking of this, Sid had a scruple in his heart, and said loosely.

   "...Go to the butler to get two million chips."

   Kumit's face suddenly collapsed in disappointment.

   "Huh? Only two million..."

"You're still too little," Sid angrily patted the back of the ignorant boy's head, "you've never been a master, I don't know how hard it is to make money! Take two million to spend, and don't take the loan. What's the matter, you can set up a letter for Lao Tzu, and after the loss, go to the ideal city to study! Now the opportunity is so good, the flight can fly directly, at least give me something to learn something back! "

  Kumite pursed his lips.

  To be honest, he really didn’t think it was hard to earn money.

  His good buddy is the son of the president of the Boulder City Bank, and the son of the big boss Weijia is his son of a bitch. For him, making money is not a matter of minutes.

   And Jixiu has made the plan very detailed. They have a detailed and complete plan, which can raise the price of S coins to the sky!

   But time is money, two million is two million.

   Wait for him to turn these two million into four million, even forty million, four hundred million... I believe this idiot dad will definitely admire him!

  While Kumit was dreaming of making a fortune, Sid had gone to his wife Bonnie.

   pushed open the door and walked into the dressing room. He hugged the woman who was sitting in front of the dressing table and was being served by a maid to comb her hair.

  Although she is in her 40s and 50s, because of the good maintenance and the technology of bionics, she looks almost the same as when she was young, but there are some faint lines on the corners of her eyes.

  If it was a wastelander, at her age, most of them would have been buried in the soil.

   "Why are you so happy?" Bonnie's cheeks were flushed, she glanced at the maid next to her, motioned her to go out first, and closed the door by the way.

   Sid didn't care if there was anyone next to him, anyway, he didn't taste the girl's taste, and he kissed his wife with a smile.

   "Honey, we're going to get rich!"

   Bonnie groaned.

   "Get rich? Aren't we already rich?"

   "There will be more money!" Sid sat on the sofa and proudly explained the agreement he and Liszt had reached on the bond.

  Liszt agreed to give him half of the cake at the "original price", and gave him professional advice, suggesting that he should allocate half of his long and short debts.

He subscribed for short-term debt of 500 million and long-term debt of 1 billion... Although at first he planned to subscribe for the latter of 1.5 billion, after all, the issue price of 85 sounds more attractive to buy 100 chips, but considering that he Liszt had to make some money, so he nodded happily.

The issue price of   85, in other words, he can buy a debt of 1 billion chips with only 850 million chips, and the league will pay him interest on 40 million chips every year!

   Of course, what he was thinking about was not the interest of the 40 million chips per year, only the poor would count on the interest from the bank.

   He will use a suitable price, such as 1.3 billion or 1.4 billion, to split the total 1.5 billion debt and sell it to those chambers of commerce and factory owners in Boulder City.

   After all, they ate the meat, and they also got a mouthful of the broth.

   The factories and chambers of commerce that made money from the alliance now have money, and they will definitely be interested in this value-added business.

  They will drink this soup.

   And must drink!

  Thinking of this, Sid couldn't help but be proud of his genius scheming.

   This in and out is 100 million!

   It takes two and a half years to earn money on interest. He only needs to move his fingers and earn it in an instant.

   An honest man like Liszt, who does business in separate factories, doesn't know the real "power" at all!

   "I always feel that something is not right. Why does Liszt give you this opportunity to make money? Is he a new noble?" After listening to her husband's words, Bonnie still vaguely felt that something was wrong.

   To put it bluntly, she doesn't trust wastelanders.

   Even if the wastelanders used money to get into the status of the nobles of the inner city, their blood is still full of filth and original sin.

   Sid was not at all surprised by his wife's concerns. It was impossible for a vase like her to touch the darkness outside. Looking out of his window, he couldn't see even an inch of wasteland.

   But he was very clear.

   He knew better than anyone how desperate the wastelanders outside were and how eager they were for life in the inner city. For that black card, they can humble themselves to the dust, take off their dignity and heart, and throw them into a frying pan.

"Yes, he is a new noble, and I even got his black card for him, but the real core power of the inner city still has nothing to do with him. I can pull half of the nobles to vote with me, but he still has to Pondering over the world, asking me which side I should stand on when I vote so I don't inexplicably offend anyone. To gain a foothold in the inner city, he has to depend on us, on our family, on the intricate veins of this building You can understand that he is a dog in our family."

   Looking at her husband's confident eyes, Bonnie's heart relaxed a little, and she put her hand on his shoulder.

   "This family is supported by you alone, so don't be too tired."

   She doesn't understand those complicated things.

Her father protected her very well, but looking at the sadness on the maid's face, the bitter expression on the face of her sweetheart when she wrote a letter, and the sincerity and fear when facing herself, she could still roughly guess what the people outside were actually living through. not good.

   wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, Sid said confidently.

"Don't worry, your husband is not fighting alone, we are a group of people - the descendants of a group of noble people who created a new world on the ruins of nothing. And our opponents are just a few frozen brains. Rats, and those wastelanders who pick up trash and eat their stomachs."

   "They don't know what real trickery is, we've seen them all, and they don't even know how many cards we have in our hands."

   "We must never lose!"

  …

"Hahaha! Those idiots! You don't know what a wonderful look on that face when I told that idiot Sid that he could buy 100 debts for 90 chips! It turned out to be an elegant A decent man can really change from a man to a pig in one second!"

   A mansion in Dawn City,

   Liszt had a smug and presumptuous sneer on his face.

   He vividly described to Chu Guang how he tricked the greedy fat pig into the cage he made during the banquet and lured it step by step to wrap the rope around his neck.

  Chu Guang listened with a smile and applauded softly.

"Wonderful."

   "You are overrated!"

   restrained the frivolous smile on his face, Liszt nodded slightly, and continued respectfully, "No matter how wonderful my performance is, I'm just an actor on the stage, not as good as you who designed the entire stage for me."

   "Don't be humble! It won't do any good to flatter me," Chu Guang smiled and continued, "Have you brought anything?"

"it's here."

  Liszt patted his hand lightly.

   Soon, his confidant Han Long pushed open the door and walked in from outside the study with two large suitcases.

   At the signal of his boss Liszt, he laid the suitcase flat on the empty table on the side of the study and unlocked the lock.

  I saw black and white chips with crown patterns lying in the suitcase, and the face value of these chips was ten thousand.

  Liszt looked at Chu Guang and said respectfully.

   "Please take a look."

  Chu Guang glanced at Lu Bei who was standing beside him.

   "Go and count."

"Yes!"

  Lu Bei nodded cleanly and walked towards the two suitcases.

  Although Chu Guang knew that Liszt must have counted his chips over and over again, and he would never dare to lie to himself, but letting Lu Bei go through the scene would give him peace of mind.

   And Lu Bei is still the same as before, meticulous about the tasks he explained, and counts them one by one seriously.

   Looking at the young man who was engrossed in counting money, Liszt's expression relaxed a little and looked at Chu Guang who was sitting on the sofa with a smile.

   "According to your instructions, I transferred more than half of the bonds to a prestigious noble in Boulder City. Not surprisingly, he will resell these bonds to the factories in Boulder City."

If the result of the last round of inflation is that the social wealth of the Stone City is concentrated in the hands of the nobles who hold power and the businessmen who hold the means of production, then this round of inflation caused by subordinated debt will make the production The merchants of the data also began to taste the "sweet bitter fruit".

   Those merchants are the most cunning.

   They greedily enjoy the comfort of the hot spring water, but they are the first to be alert when the water is hot enough to burn their buttocks.

   Therefore, when necessary, they will pull the nobles who are not very smart but strong enough to face the external threat together.

   So if you want to harvest them, you have to pay more attention, sell the meat cutting knives to the nobles in the inner city first, and lend their hands to do this time-consuming and laborious work.

  The total debt of three billion is just the beginning.

   Neither Liszt nor Chu Guang had promised Boulder City that this was the last money they borrowed from Boulder City, and they would not use new debts to repay old debts.

   "Actually, there is one thing I don't quite understand." Liszt asked suddenly.

"What's up?"

   "Does the Alliance have an account in Boulder City?" Liszt looked at Chu Guang in confusion and asked, "Anyway, the chips have to be brought to Boulder City for trading. Why not transfer money directly? Instead, you must use cash?"

  Chu Guang smiled and said casually.

"Because this money is not used to buy things, it is the bait for fishing. In this game, we can only guarantee our own credit, and it is difficult for others to tell, so I need a part of off-site cash to cash out our Promise of."

  Chu Guang looked at the suitcase on the table.

  According to his instructions, Liszt asked Sid to pay a "deposit" of 20 million chips in advance, and it was a cash transaction, and then sent someone to send the chips to the league.

  No one dared to ask Sid what to do with the money, and 20 million was stuck on a small amount, so the Boulder City Bank would not have detected the wind in advance.

   Half of the 20 million is to pay the debt of the Boulder City Bank, and the other half is for Malvern to see, tell the guy that the alliance is even ready for next year's principal and interest.

   So don't even think about blackmailing the alliance with debt!

Malvern is a smart person, he will definitely realize that earning too much local currency is equivalent to drinking a belly of bubbles, and he will definitely use the debt to put pressure on the alliance, either propose to release the free circulation of chips and silver coins, or ask the alliance to help him give the surplus. find a new place for the bubble.

  Whether it is allowing the chips to cross the bridge to be exchanged for Cr, or allowing the chips to price the food of the Lion Kingdom and the mineral resources of Xizhou City, these are all means to achieve the goal.

   But Chu Guang couldn't let the sly fox escape smoothly, and even planned to take this opportunity to make them fall deeper.

  Melvin would never have dreamed that his major shareholder was so anxious that he could not wait to repay the principal and interest for the end of the year for the alliance, and stabbed himself when he didn't know it.

  Liszt nodded with a vague understanding.

"What about the remaining money? It's not easy to get 830 million chips of cash. This is not a small amount. The Boulder City Bank will definitely keep an eye on this money. Even if Sid is asked to withdraw the cash first, it may not be easy. "

Chu Guang smiled and said: "Don't bring it out, what do I need so much waste paper for? We will use this money to buy some things, part of which will be used to repurchase discounted debt, and part of it will be used to buy production materials. I still need your help."

  Liszt asked with interest.

"buy what?"

  Chu Guang didn't reveal it to him, he just said it succinctly.

"The 510 million medium and long-term loan that the Boulder City Bank gave us can not buy anything, we can use this money to buy. Our Ministry of Industry and Ministry of Economics have made a list, this list has just been discussed, I can Tells you the thing exists, but doesn't tell you in advance what's on it."

   Because it is unfair to other competitors.

  Liszt intends to sell the Boulder City for a good price, and Chu Guang will let him get the benefits he deserves, but only for the agreed part.

  The future planning of the alliance, that is another matter.

  Liszt immediately understood what Chu Guang meant, and then stopped asking in detail, smiled relaxedly, and diverted this dangerous topic without a trace.

"Okay, I need to say it when I need to... But then again, your efficiency is really high, and a consensus was reached in one meeting. The nobles in the inner city can argue about who should eat more of this trivial matter. Last week, when it was time to be cautious, it was too fast."

   "That's their business."

   Looking at Lu Bei who nodded to him, Chu Guang smiled, stood up from the sofa, and shook hands with Liszt who also got up.

   "But I promise, they all have a share, and they should eat no less."

   Graciously held back the solid and powerful steel, Liszt also smiled and responded respectfully.

   "It's an honor to serve you!"

  …

   Just when the high-level officials of Boulder City and the high-level alliances were fighting each other, the three-day celebration had come to an end.

  After tonight, everyone's life has to return to the normal track and start working again.

   But not many people regret it.

   Instead, I am looking forward to tomorrow.

  Because from tomorrow onwards, they only have to work eight-hour shifts, the boss will not only not deduct their wages, but will also give them more wages. Because the alliance asked their boss to cooperate, if they didn't cooperate, they would pack up and go to the neighbors.

   Compared to a rapidly growing market with unlimited potential, what is the added labor cost?

   Smart people can do this math problem.

   On the other hand, with the help of Fang Chang, Dolly has completed her column.

   However, just when she was about to tell her boss Hal the good news, she found that his boss came from Boulder City.

   And he was accompanied by a large group of employees, carrying his luggage with a sullen face, looking like he was swept out of the house.

  The door of the house on the edge of Linghu Lake.

   After hearing Hal's explanation, Dolly's eyes widened.

   "The newspaper office was disbanded?!"

  Hal looked at Dolly, who was surprised, and said in a low voice.

   "...I'm not going to disband."

   "I know...but why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Dolly clenched her fists angrily.

   In order to write that column, she spent almost the entire festival looking around on the streets of Dawn City, and she didn't even enjoy the festival.

   In the end, when she finished everything, the useless president of her family told her that her job was gone? !

  Hal shrank his neck and said with a guilty conscience.

   "I thought I was going to come here anyway, so I wanted to tell you face to face... By the way, your arm is okay? Congratulations, it suits you very well."

   The distraught Dolly pressed her eyebrows, and was not distracted by him, she was still brooding about the closure of the newspaper.

   "But...but...isn't the newspaper company invested by the alliance?"

  Hal sighed and said while looking at Dolly who was trying to make a final struggle.

"Yes, but it is impossible for the embassy of the alliance to put pressure on Boulder City for one of our newspapers. This is their internal affairs. The alliance does not want to make a fuss about this matter... Of course, due to the face of the alliance, Boulder City did not embarrass us. Let's take everything away. Except for the windows and doors, which I can't take, I packed everything I could, including your desk."

   Dolly looked at him blankly.

   "Then... what are you going to do next?"

   Howl looked a little complicated, looking at the sunset in the west.

"I plan to take my colleagues to Luoxia Province, where I will start a new survivor's daily newspaper, and expand my business from the Lion Kingdom. Of course... If you don't want to go that far, you can also go to Dawn City, where there are also "" Survivor Daily, I spoke to the editor-in-chief over here, and they welcomed us."

  Dawn City's "Survivor Daily" he read, and it is not as interesting as he did in Boulder City. After all, it takes a bit of skill to quarrel with Mr. House.

Most of the literate people in the league will find a unit with better conditions, and the profitability of newspapers is limited, and editorial positions usually do not offer too high salaries, so most of the things they write are vernacular and lack some humor. Funny.

   However, their future can still be looked forward to.

  After all, the price of advertising will increase with the growth of economic scale, and good times here will always favor those who do things seriously.

   "Survivor Daily" originated in Boulder City.

   But their mission is over.

   explained what happened in the future, but Hal didn't dare to stay to eat, so he cautiously said sorry again and left.

   Looking at Dolly who came back from the entrance with a lost face, Fang Chang lightly patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

"nothing…"

   "But that was a press release that was finally written..." Dolly's eyes were full of tears, and she felt unspeakable grievances.

She believes that there are many lessons to be learned from the method of the alliance. If the working environment of the workers is improved and the residents of Boulder City are also prosperous, there will be more new things spontaneously pouring into Boulder City, and because everyone Strange ideas become richer. Even if we can't go back to the good era of prosperity, we can make everyone's life a little better than yesterday.

   She doesn't like the nobles in the inner city. As an intelligence dealer, she knows better than anyone how ugly and dirty they are.

   But if the people of Boulder City can live a little better, she is willing to let go of the petty hatred and publish the good things she saw in the alliance in the newspaper, even if some of them are just some one-sided or even childish ideas.

  Some people imagine, some people perfect it, some people try it, three people can always do more than one person can do, and no one can come up with a perfect solution from the beginning.

   However, what she never expected was that just when she was planning to do these things, "Survivor Daily" was forced to close its doors.

   A more vicious insult than sarcasm and ridicule is total indifference.

"Don't you think it's ironic?" Fang Chang coughed lightly, and couldn't help but tease, "The big bad wolf with a bad stomach was treated as the guest of honor, but the smart and clever Miss Investigator lost her beloved job— Hiss, are you a cat?!"

   Before he could finish his words, Dolly rushed up and clenched her teeth.

   "You're still making fun of me!"

   Looking at the tears that filled his eyes, Fang Chang suddenly felt a little distressed, although the player did not feel pain.

   He reached out his hand, hugged her gently, and touched her head.

"Feel sorry."

   "You didn't do anything bad, you don't need to apologize!"

   With tears in her eyes, Dolly sniffed stubbornly and her voice was hoarse and distressing, "You guessed it would turn out like this... right?"

   Fang Chang sighed softly.

   "It would be a lie to say that I didn't expect it, but it did surprise me so quickly."

   Dolly looked at him with heartbreaking eyes.

   "But why! Why would they..."

"The reason behind it may not be as complicated as you think. It may just be that some nobleman picked up one from the newsstand of the commoners on a whim one day. They usually don't like to see that thing, just like they don't usually try to redeem it. Beer with water, but after a sip, they frown...so it's not your fault, there's no need to feel sorry for someone who doesn't deserve it."

   Not wanting to make Dolly too sad, Fang Chang continued to comfort her.

   "In addition, even if you put aside the news about the newspapers, I will be looking around on the streets of Dawn City with you, and inquiring about the 'secret recipe' of the rise of the Alliance, it is still quite happy for me."

   This kind of simple happiness is not so easy to obtain in the information age.

   In reality, he wanted to know a thing is too easy, just move a finger or make a few phone calls to know.

   "...But our efforts are meaningless," Dolly lowered her head, "My column...will not be published."

"How could that be? Didn't I say that even lying on the lawn with you and counting the stars is full of meaning, and what's more, we have done so many things these days, whether it is meaningful should not be caused by not doing this thing. People decide."

   Looking at those confused eyes, Fang Chang shook her little hand.

   "How about trying to contribute to the League's Daily Survivor?"

"We care what they don't care about, and what they care about we don't think is that important. I believe that the editor-in-chief of "Survivor Daily" will definitely be moved by your meticulous investigation. fruit', and other hidden dangers that we haven't discovered yet."

   The confused color gradually reappeared.

   Glad to see her regain her strength, Fang Chang smiled softly and made a harmless joke in a very soft voice.

   "...It would be a pity to just give up."

   "I'm still waiting for the gentle and kind Miss Dolly to earn money to support me."

  …

After coming out of Liszt's house, Chu Guang instructed Lu Bei to take the brothers from the Guards Corps to send the chips to the Ministry of Finance, while he went to Linghu Lake Street where the players gathered, intending to see his little players What new work have they done.

   When he was passing by the community built by the players, he happened to meet Howl who just came out of Fang Chang's house.

I haven't figured out how to explain it yet. Hal originally wanted to avoid him, but seeing that Chu Guang had seen him, he could only bite the bullet and go forward to say hello. Before Chu Guang asked, he put the matter The whole story has been explained in detail.

   Bowing his head and not daring to look into the manager's eyes, Hal whispered apologetically.

   "Sorry... I failed your expectations and made the newspaper obsolete."

   Seeing his trembling look, Chu Guang happened to be in a good mood and said with a smile.

   "Have I told you what my expectations are?"

  Hal was stunned for a moment, confusion in his eyes.

   Unable to remember, he scratched his head.

   "What is it?"

"Nothing, I just asked you to do it, and I didn't dictate what you had to do with it. But now it seems that this investment has achieved unexpected results, and your choice and decision make me feel Excellent value for money.”

   Looking at this confused young man, Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "It's a good idea to open a newspaper office in Luoxia Province, do whatever you want, and remember to say hello to your father and me when you go back. By the way, have you eaten yet?"

  Hal came back to his senses, his stomach grumbled, and he shook his head blushing.

"No…"

   "Then let's be together."

  Hal was stunned when he heard the words, then he quickly waved his hand and declined.

   "Then, how embarrassing is that."

  Chu Guang laughed, patted his shoulder, and joked.

   "What's so embarrassing about that? Didn't I invite you for your first meal in Qingquan City? I didn't see you so embarrassed at that time."

  Hal coughed dryly.

   "That's different...that's hungry."

   And how could it compare to now!

  The alliance has grown into a towering tree, and even his father had to respect the managers of the alliance.

   Not to mention him.

"Just say goodbye before I leave! When I go to the desert, remember to tell the people there what I look like, and stop imagining that picture." Looking at Hal who was still embarrassed, Chu Guang smiled. He urged, "Let's go, have a drink, don't mess around!"

   It would be a disgrace to refuse again.

  Hal nodded, dumbfounded, and was pulled by Chu Guang to the barbecue stall.

   Many shelter residents are here.

   They didn't have too many surprises about the arrival of the manager. Most of them were still busy with their own affairs, and only a few happy people who had nothing to do came up to "please say goodbye".

However, Hal could see that the slick titles they made up did not really regard this adult as an unattainable existence, and there was no yin and yang irony. They just hoped to attract him through this kind of performance art. s concern.

   But is this any good?

   In fact, they know in their hearts that managers will not favor them because of their "flattering"?

  Hal didn't know what they wanted to do, he just observed the residents of the refuge with curiosity. For him who had been staying in Boulder City, everything here was full of freshness.

  After nightfall, the voices were even more vigorous, and even melodious music was played.

   The people here seem to be celebrating the last night of the celebration.

   They kneaded cracked claw crab meat and flour and sprinkled them with spices to make patties, and put together the table to share wine of victory and tales of adventure.

   They never seem to get tired.

   doesn't take wasteland seriously at all.

  The oily fragrance is more intoxicating than the foam of beer, and what makes people even more inseparable is the rising bonfire and the dancing in front of the bonfire.

   And the manager who brought him here has no idea where he went.

   Howl, who accidentally drank too much, stared dazedly at the increasingly hazy world in front of him, and hummed his now-made limericks—

   "It's nice to have the lanterns and festoons, and the hyenas also join in the fun, greedily rushing into the frying pan, crying and laughing."

   Just wait and see.

   Those arrogant guys.

   As soon as he thought about going to the desert, he couldn't appreciate the mourning expressions of those arrogant gentlemen, and Hal suddenly felt a little reluctant to be here...

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   (Too many updates, the keyboard is broken, sweat)