Chapter 417: I said draw, but I didn’t say random

The morning sun passed through the gap in the curtains and fell on the two embroidered eyebrows and the straight nose.

Fang Chang moved his tightly closed eyelashes, and before he fully opened his eyes, he felt a pair of bright eyes looking at him.

After being discovered, the eyes did not dodge, but blinked playfully.

"You sleep so quietly, without any sound."

And.

Even if it's a prank, there is no reaction.

A gentle smile appeared on his relaxed sleeping face, and Fang Chang reached out and rubbed his fluffy green short hair.

"... When did you wake up?"

"An hour earlier than you."

With her hands under her white cheeks, Dolly, who was lying on the soft bed, gently shook her feet, feeling the warmth on her head, and squinted her eyelashes lazily and comfortably.

She enjoyed this intimate feeling.

Only he would not hate the smell of motor oil on her left arm and the slightly distorted left eye.

"By the way, the food here is so cheap... 5 big meat buns for only 6 silver coins, and I also bought some milk. By the way, do you like hot or cold milk?"

"Well... it's better to soak it in warm water."

"Got it."

The short green hair lifted a wisp of wind and floated out of the bedroom. Looking at the brisk back, Fang Chang couldn't help but smile.

This is his house in Shuguang City - a two-story cottage.

The building area is about 200 square meters, and there is a yard of more than 100 square meters in front of the door, which is not far from the resurrection point in Linghu Wetland Park.

As the contribution level increases, the area of ​​land that players can buy will also increase. Most of the players who entered the game early bought in the park, while players after the beta version prefer to settle their homes in the north, where the atmosphere of fireworks is more abundant and closer to NPCs and urban save points.

Even though they rarely live there by themselves, they mostly use it as a warehouse...

It was the same for Fang Chang before, so there were no furniture in the house, and it was Dolly who helped him clean it at first.

Including the pot of succulents on the windowsill and the bouquet of flowers in the pot, they bought them at the market on the night of the celebration.

Fang Chang put on his clothes and stood up, looking at himself in front of the mirror. After a while, he went to the restaurant and saw the petite Dolly sitting at the dining table.

She held a meat bun that was so big that it could hardly fit in her palm, and took a bite with a happy look on her face.

Players have a big appetite, and the buns of the Alliance are usually made very big. Ordinary people can usually eat 70% to 80% full with one.

The four on the table were obviously left for him.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Fang Chang pulled out a chair and sat across from the dining table.

"Wait for you."

Dolly replied as a matter of course, swallowed the food in her mouth, and continued in a brisk voice.

"Speaking of which, are you going out again today?"

"Today... there is no mission, I plan to take a day off," Fang Chang smiled, looked at her and continued, "Is there any place you want to go? I can go shopping with you."

He planned to accompany her for the whole day.

"Really?!"

Dolly's eyes lit up, and there was surprise in her eyes. But soon, she read some unusual clues from his eyes, and lowered her head sullenly.

Fang Chang was slightly stunned, and was about to ask her if she was feeling unwell.

Dolly stared at the bun in her hand that she had taken a bite of, and suddenly whispered.

"Are you... going to go far away again?"

Surprised by her sharp intuition, Fang Chang's Adam's apple moved and nodded slightly.

"Yeah."

He finally made up his mind and planned to go to the East Coast to have a look.

Life is only once.

This is the setting of "Wasteland OL".

But this is a game world after all, and the game world is destined not to be exactly the same as reality, and his resurrection is the best proof.

He didn't expect that he could convince A Guang to risk losing his job for him, modify the game settings, or open a plug-in for himself in the background.

As a professional player, since it is a problem encountered in the game, use the method in the game to solve it!

Before going online, he read the settings in the game background database several times, and all signs show that the ideal city on the east coast has mature AI technology.

Referring to the situation in Shelter No. 101, writing thoughts into circuit boards should be feasible in theory!

He didn't think about turning Dolly into AI. Virtual life is also life. She may not have a real body... at least not now, but she is indeed a living person, a person living in this virtual world, and she has the right to decide how she should live.

However——

This is a miserable world after all.

If... He meant if, in case she really encountered an accident and he failed to protect her in time, he hoped to at least keep a backup for her on this server so that her data would not be erased by the server.

One day in the future, "Wasteland OL" will be officially launched and truly open to the world...

He will find that company.

Even if he spends all his money, he will buy her data.

He said that he would take her to see his world...

This does not only refer to the Alliance.

However, Fang Chang did not tell Dolly about these things. First, he did not know where to start, and second, it was the rules written in black and white in the player's manual.

It was a coincidence that just after he made up his mind to sign up, he actually drew the ticket to Ideal City.

Such a coincidence made him doubt that this was a destined arrangement.

Maybe his idea really has hope of being realized...

Dolly asked in a low voice.

"When?"

"Tomorrow."

"Are you going to the front?"

Noticing that the bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist, Fang Chang hurriedly explained.

"Not the front, the place we are going to this time is very safe, it is the ideal city."

"Ideal city..." Dolly was slightly stunned and asked in a low voice, "The one on the east coast?"

She had heard of that place.

It is an extremely prosperous place with bright lights and wine, and material desires are rampant... Even the nobles in the inner city would yearn for it and even desire to go there once.

Fang Chang nodded gently.

"Yes, it is a public mission."

"So far..." Dolly looked a little disappointed, and whispered, "I heard it is more than 3,000 kilometers..."

"It's not like walking there. It's 3,000 kilometers away by plane. It's faster than going to Boulder City from here." Fang Chang smiled and said.

Dolly asked in a low voice.

"When will you come back?"

"Not sure... maybe a few days, maybe a week or even a month, but no longer than two months," Fang Chang sighed, with a trace of worry in his eyes, "and after I come back, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long... there will be another war."

Dolly didn't say anything, and silently ate a piece of bun.

The silent atmosphere lasted for a while between the two.

Just as Fang Chang was hesitating about how to explain, Dolly suddenly spoke.

"Go, although I'm reluctant, I don't want to be a burden to you... You must have been struggling for a long time before telling me this, right?"

Fang Chang was slightly stunned, looking at the girl with bright eyes and white teeth in front of him in surprise.

Seeing his reaction of being seen through, Dolly curved the corners of her lips, felt a little happy in her heart, and continued in a pleasant voice.

"It seems that you don't know me yet. I'm not the kind of person who will pester you all day long. I'm a reporter, and I also have a job."

Didn't you quit?

Fang Chang chose to keep his mouth shut and didn't reveal such unimportant details.

Dolly, with her lips curled up, continued in a carefree tone.

"Go ahead. It's a pity to miss such a good opportunity. Go out more. I heard that Ideal City is much more prosperous than Boulder City. If you see anything new, tell me when you come back. Oh, yes, remember to take more photos. I'll use them for my report."

Speaking of this.

The pleasant voice suddenly dropped a few decibels.

"Also... although I allow you to leave me for a while, but... I don't allow you to fall in love with someone else outside."

Looking at Dolly, who was pretending to be carefree the previous second, and suddenly became worried and alert the next second, Fang Chang couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"Am I that kind of person?"

He admitted that he had appreciated strange dances in the Queen of the Night bar before, but that was purely out of curiosity and to get information.

He could swear to the dog planner A Guang that, except for the vanity-driven boasting, he had never done anything illegal.

Dolly snorted lightly, made an indifferent expression, and took a bite of the bun.

"Who knows, just like your good brothers, do they know that under your gentle appearance, you actually hide a beast-like heart?"

"Puff——"

Fang Chang almost spit out a mouthful of milk when he heard this.

What the hell is this metaphor?

Looking at her boyfriend who was coughing and wiping his mouth, Dolly, holding a big meat bun in her hand, raised the corners of her mouth happily.

"Anyway, if you do something to let me down, I will..."

Throwing away the tissue in his hand, Fang Chang "fiercely" glared at the naughty guy.

"You just?"

Showing off her white teeth, Dolly exaggeratedly took a bite of the bun in her hand.

"I'll bite you to death!"

...

Far to the west.

Endless sand dunes.

The yellow sand that covered the sky and the sun rolled and danced, pushing the two people and the camel to walk in the endless desert.

The howling wind lasted for an unknown period of time, and the noisy sand and dust finally dissipated.

However, the torture for the two people was not over.

Without the cover of sand and dust, the scorching sun like a furnace burned the earth, as if to dry every trace of moisture in the sand.

Finally unable to walk, Korway fell headfirst into the scorching desert.

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhan Di Lao turned around with difficulty, staggered back step by step, and reached out to pull him up from the ground.

"Hey, wake up..."

There was no response after shouting for a long time. It seemed that he had heatstroke.

Looking at this man lying on the ground half dead, Zhan Di Lao couldn't help but feel troubled.

If this guy died, his work for a week would be in vain.

What to do?

Artificial respiration?

He glanced at the lips that looked like dead branches, his Adam's apple moved, hesitating for a long time, and couldn't get his mouth open.

A sense of sadness came over him.

MMPD!

Damn Fang Chang is always flirting with NPCs, why do I have to drag this burden along on the road!

I'm the one who really needs a scarf, okay!

Damn it...

Suddenly, the two "dead branches" opened and closed, uttering weak syllables.

"Water..."

Hearing the weak voice, Zhan Di Lao breathed a sigh of relief and stopped cursing in his heart.

It's good to be alive!

After dragging Kolwei to the side of the camel, he took the water bottle off the camel's back and shook it, and found that there was still a little bit, so he unscrewed the bottle cap and put it to the mouth of the half-dead man.

"Here."

Feeling the fresh water on his lips, Kerwei's eyes widened and bulged outward.

Driven by the desire to survive, he instinctively held the water bottle tightly with both hands, and the veins on his wrists bulged.

There was only one last mouthful left in the water bottle, but he still swallowed it for a long time, until there was no drop left, then he shook it in disappointment and threw it on the ground.

Looking at the pangolin that saved him, Kerwei's eyes were full of gratitude.

"Thank you..."

Zhan Di Lao shook his head, indicating that it was not necessary, and picked up the water bottle.

"Can you continue to walk?"

Kerwei nodded with gritted teeth.

"Yes..."

Zhan Di Lao nodded, turned back to the camel, and continued to pull the reins.

The fresh water was gone.

If we can't reach the oasis again, we can only kill this camel...

Half a month ago, the legion suffered a disastrous defeat in the area of ​​Ruigu City in the southern part of the Valley Province. The various organizations were broken up, and the defeated soldiers could not take care of each other. Some died, some were injured, and some fled.

In addition to the defection of the Fallen Leaf Camp, Korwei almost died in the chaos. It was thanks to the help of Pangolin that he successfully escaped from the guns of those wastelanders.

This journey can be said to be full of misfortunes.

At first, their supplies were sufficient. In addition to the ruthless Pangolin, he also had several guards following him.

However, those cunning wastelanders were not human. They were not satisfied with standing in the Fallen Leaf Camp and drove trucks to chase them.

The anti-aircraft machine gun towed behind the truck kept firing, and several of his guards were shot into sieves by the quadruple anti-aircraft gun to protect him.

Fortunately, Pangolin was quick-witted and picked up the rifle that fell on the ground and turned back to shoot, blowing up the engine in front of the truck, and was able to take him and survive.

In this way, the two of them luckily escaped the pursuit of the alliance, and finally crossed the territory of the Valley Province and entered the desert illuminated by the sunset.

However, before Korwe could cheer for the joy of surviving the disaster, he found that the real nightmare had just begun.

Sandstorm.

The temperature difference between day and night was nearly 40 degrees.

There were also arthropods wandering in the desert, as well as vicious sand bandits and slave-hunting teams... It was said that the Bear Clan, a branch of the Bone Chewing Tribe, was active in this area.

Fortunately, they met a caravan on the road, and Pangolin bought a camel and some supplies with the dinar rewarded to him by General McLen, so that the two could walk here.

But...

If they couldn't reach the oasis again, Korwe felt that their journey would soon come to an end.

Looking ahead, which was already blurry, he took a breath and asked.

"How far are we..."

"Almost... We should be able to reach the southwest of Oasis No. 9 before dark." Zhandi Lao unfolded the paper map in his hand and gestured to the compass for a while.

To be honest, this was his first time in Luoxia Province. Without an electronic map, he had no idea where he was.

The area of ​​Luoxia Province was about the same as that of the Western Region on Earth.

There was sand everywhere along the way. Except for a few cacti, bushes or tumbleweeds that could be seen occasionally, there was no reference at all. He could only walk in a general direction.

He had no idea whether he could reach it before dark.

However, after hearing the words "almost", Korwei, who was following him, rekindled his hope of survival, and his limping steps also quickened.

"Thank you... If it weren't for you, I would have died at the hands of those barbarians. When we get to the military camp at Oasis No. 9, I will definitely introduce you to General Griffin!"

Zhandi Lao showed a simple and honest smile on his face.

"It's my honor to serve you!"

Looking at this man who stayed by his side, Kolwe couldn't help but be moved by his loyalty.

Maybe...

Not all wastelanders are ugly, sinister, cunning, evil, ignorant and hopeless.

Just like now, the simple soul is shining.

Being stared at by this guy, Zhan Di Lao couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and his scalp tingling.

Could this guy be a radical?

At this moment, a group of cows suddenly appeared in the sand dunes in front.

Unlike the two-headed cows in the River Valley Province, they have brown fur and lush hair. They have only one head, drooping eyelids that look very docile, and horns as thick as tree trunks grow on both sides of their heads.

Zhan Di Lao subconsciously thought of the Ankla longhorn cattle. Looking closely, they are indeed a bit similar, but the physique is obviously stronger.

An old man stood in front of the herd. He was wearing a cloak, a cloth wrapped around his body, and strange ornaments. He carried an old-fashioned revolver on his shoulder. He looked like a herdsman in this area and was looking in the direction of the two people.

"There are people in front! They should be local herdsmen."

Hearing the voice of the pangolin, Kelway looked up and looked forward. He subconsciously pulled up his collar and buried half of his face, especially covering the raised nose.

The coalition forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion were invading the Lion Kingdom. It was not a good idea to rashly expose one's identity when it was not sure whether this was an occupied area.

Zhan Di Lao glanced at him inconspicuously.

It seems that these "great Willant people" are somewhat aware of the fact that they are not welcome here.

Seeing Kelway's eyes looking for help, Zhan Di Lao did not tease him. He walked forward with a staggering step and asked the herdsman carrying a shotgun.

"Friend, we are merchants from the River Valley Province. We lost our luggage when we met bandits on the road... May I ask where this is?"

The old man stared at him for a while, his expression seemed a little suspicious, but he didn't ask any more questions. He moved his dry lips and said.

"Golden Lizard."

Zhan Di was stunned. He didn't understand the word and repeated the syllables.

"Golden Lizard?"

The old man nodded and looked at the young man in front of him. His expression became more suspicious.

How could a merchant who traveled all over the country not have heard of the Golden Lizard?

How did he get here!

"This is Oasis No. 8, in the northeast of Luoxia Province, where the Golden Lizard Dynasty rules. If you plan to go to the swamp in the north, keep going north and you will see a mountain range. You can leave the desert by crossing it..."

"No. 8..." Zhan Di Lao's eyes were confused, and he asked hurriedly, "How far is Oasis No. 9 from here?"

"Oasis No. 9? If your destination is there, you are far away. To go to Oasis No. 9, you have to go southwest for a few hundred kilometers... the direction you came from, a little west."

The old man pointed in a direction casually with his cane.

Looking at the confused young man, he smiled faintly.

"But it's not a bad thing. There is a war going on there. It's not a good idea to go there at this time... You came here by mistake, perhaps it was the will of the spirit of the sea of ​​sand."

Zhan Di Lao swallowed his saliva.

It is definitely unrealistic to turn back now.

Hundreds of kilometers...

With the little supplies they have, they may die on the road before they can even walk halfway.

"We need to replenish fresh water... Where is the water source?"

The man doesn't look like a bad guy, so the old man looked back at the sand dunes behind him.

"Go over the sand dunes and walk another kilometer forward. There will be a village where many merchants pass by... I'm planning to go back, so I'll take you there."

...

The time when he logged off that day.

Back in the real world, the old man took off his helmet and ran to the refrigerator in the kitchen, took out a bottle of iced Coke and drank it in one gulp.

He didn't go back to his room until he was about to drown, sat down on the chair, hiccuped, turned on the computer, and posted a post on the official website forum.

"MMP!"

Funnel Commander: "What's wrong, brother?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Didn't I accept an undercover mission? I'm so pissed!"

Debt Eyes: "Fuck, are you still doing that mission?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "What else? Since we're here, if we let it go, it would be a waste of all the journey."

Fang Chang: "Is this a sunk cost? (Slanting eyes)"

Ye Shi: "But it's almost mid-July, and you haven't done anything else along the way. You've been walking for so long and haven't reached the destination yet... It's too far, isn't it?"

Kuangfeng: "If we calculate it as 30 kilometers a day, we have walked at least 400 kilometers."

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "I didn't walk there, I walked there!"

Quit smoking: "What do you mean by walked there?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "I don't know what kind of place this is. I heard from the locals that it is Oasis No. 8, the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom... Going north, you will be out of Luoxia Province."

Go east for more than a month to the Great Rift Valley, and go north to the swamp. I heard that the Wandering Swamp is in that direction.

Battlefield Lao wanted to go and take a look, but Korwei, the burden, insisted on reporting back to the Legion.

Although the new map is attractive, the unique hidden mission is more important.

Currently, he is working in the mine next to the town to save money for travel. Although there are many silver coins in his account, he can't use them without VM.

Besides, the locals don't recognize it.

The common currency is the local gold lizard coin... the big gold coin with the gold lizard printed on it, followed by the currency of the Great Rift Valley, and then the legion's dinar.

After telling his painful experience, everyone sympathized with him and admired him.

Walking in the desert for half a month...

This perseverance is amazing!

Fountain Commander: "Awesome! You broke the record for opening the map!"

Construction Site Boy and Brick: "Indeed... It seems that no one has walked that far, right?"

Canyon Fleeing Mole: "That's impossible. In two days, I'll fly to Yunjian Province and break the record of 3,000 kilometers! I'll get there in one day! (Funny)"

Funnel Commander: "What the hell!? The prize has been drawn?!"

Edge Pad: "You got it?!"

Canyon Fleeing Mole: "I'll explore the way for you guys first to see what the ideal city looks like. Don't worry, I'll bring back photos. (Funny)"

Looking at the words on the screen, Battlefield Lao almost burped up the happy water he had just drunk.

Fly 3,000 kilometers a day.

MMP!

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but he gets angry when he says it.

Debt Eyes: "Wait, aren't there two tickets? Who took the other ticket?"

Ye Shi: "Who else could it be except Guang Ge's number one bootlicker? (funny)"

As soon as the news came out.

The post instantly exploded.

Yin Lena: "Fuck! Why didn't my fried dried mantis get selected! Am I unworthy?"

Elf King Fugui: "I'll make up for it for you (funny)."

Teng Teng: "I'm crying. Isn't the version answer a maid outfit? QAQ"

Tail: "Hey hey hey? Isn't Sisi's black stockings okay?!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ"

Sisi: "...?"

Fountain Commander: "Damn, it's a shady deal!! This is definitely a shady deal!"

I'm the darkest: "How dare you say shady deal!"

Fountain Commander: "... (sweating)"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "@#%***!"

Same official website, same bottle of Coke...

Different worlds.

Chu Guang, sitting in front of the computer, happily watched the little players in the post shouting about the shady dealings and complaining about his vest.

He admitted it.

He did select the person who went to the Ideal City.

But if it was a shady deal, he would not admit it.

"I said draw, not random."

Diplomacy is no small matter.

It doesn't matter if you draw the equipment randomly. Everyone will be happy if they win. One or two pieces of equipment can't change the direction of the battlefield.

However, can such an important matter as the "Fallen Empire" be randomly picked and thrown to someone?

That's about it.

But what surprised Chu Guang was that he thought Fang Chang would take a break for a while, at least spend a honeymoon with his girlfriend, but he didn't expect this guy to resolutely pack his bag and embark on a journey for the future of the alliance.

Chu Guang shook his head gently, tore open the plastic packaging of the lollipop, stuffed one in his mouth, and talked to himself in a lakey voice.

"Men...tsk, tsk, so ruthless."

In this world, everything has a corresponding price.

Choosing to use the narrative style of fairy tales and read cruel stories, one must accept the ignorance and naivety behind the hero's bravery.

You can always see the sun three days later.

It means that you can never be "alive" in the true sense.

An anti-common sense fact is that only cloud players will imagine this place as the real world based on the few words on the forum.

Players who really get the closed beta qualification, or players who really set foot in this world, will only regard this place as a virtual world that is infinitely close to the real world.

No matter how close to the truth, a conjecture that cannot be proven can only be a conjecture.

The complexity of human nature is that we will doubt again and again, doubt the world while doubting ourselves, and wander in the maze of countless possibilities.

He does not need to make any clarifications at all, and will not do anything about those rumors at all.

Great undertakings have always been achieved through open plots, and there is no need to cover them up with conspiracies that take a radical approach.

Not only will he not deny it, he will even joke with the players in a dignified way under the pseudonym of a planner, saying that Wasteland OL is the real world, and he is the god who created this world.

Anyway, no one will believe him even if he says it.

People who know nothing about the truth will speculate with conspiracy theories that this is a secret experiment conducted by a large company from a country, and the purpose may be to test an undisclosed technology, or perhaps for some unspeakable "human completion plan".

And those who have a little bit of "truth" will stand at a slightly higher level and regard Wasteland OL as an enlightenment of the earth civilization by a higher civilization in a cultural form that humans can understand, and it is a well-intentioned enlightenment... At least there is no direct evidence to prove its malice.

And if you want to see the whole picture of the whole plan, you must stand from the perspective of God, or at least stand in his position.

Therefore...

His dear friend will probably never realize that this is not a game at all, and what he fell in love with is not a code on the server at all.

But a living person.

However, in the face of the future of civilization, personal happiness is insignificant. Over the past two centuries, too many people have sacrificed everything for this.

Chu Guang would wish the couple to continue on, but it is impossible for the established plan to bear unnecessary risks for the sake of two people.

In fact, knowing less is not necessarily a bad thing.

In reality, there are so many couples who can count the moles on each other's body, but they may not live together until old age.

He can always be the hero who "saves her from the darkness" in the girl's mind, and he can always treat her as a paper wife living in the clouds.

He is not the first player to have feelings beyond friendship for NPCs, nor will he be the last.

And the thinking about whether virtual life is considered life will accompany this game forever.

In fact, if "Wasteland OL" is understood as the enlightenment of higher civilization to earth civilization, it will cause the entire player group and even the society to think, which is not a bad thing.

Sooner or later, the technology that once appeared in this world will also be born on the earth in another world.

Politics is the business of all people, governance is the way of management, and the selective retention and giving of the truth is itself a part of politics.

That secret and great darkness -

Let me bear it.

"Hehe... hum hum hum..."

Looking at Chu Guang who was immersed in his own world, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, tilted his head slightly.

Although he didn't know what happened, he felt that his master seemed to have won again...

...

At the airport in the south of Shuguang City, a "Killer Whale" transport plane was parked steadily at the airport.

The airport staff were busy loading boxes of goods into the cabin.

Stepping on the morning sun, Fang Chang, who was carrying a bag, met his partner for this trip.

Brother Mole, the leader of the Skeleton Corps.

And -

Shu Yu, who was the director of the 404 Shelter in Boulder City Office and the Alliance Ambassador to Boulder City.

Fang Chang still remembered that when this young man first went to Boulder City, he and Lao Bai were the guards.

At that time, there was no alliance.

There was no Dawn City either.

At that time, they encountered looters on the way. Although no one was injured, the young man was scared and his face was tense the whole time.

Unexpectedly, in less than a year, he has grown into a mature diplomat. Even with such an important task as visiting Ideal City, he was not panicked at all, and even chatted and laughed with the pilot.

Fang Chang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, there are many heroes in troubled times.

I remember that their managers were not proficient in various businesses at the beginning, and they were slaughtered by profiteers every now and then when doing business.

Now, which profiteer in a hundred miles dares to slaughter that guy, or he will lose his pants.

But...

Isn't a year too fast?

Sure enough, for the players' game experience, the growth rate of the alliance NPC has been accelerated.

Fang Chang was thinking in his heart.

At this time, Shu Yu finished talking with the pilot and walked towards him.

"The boxes being transported into the cabin are the gifts we are going to send to Ideal City."

"What are they?" Fang Chang asked curiously.

"There are products produced in the Alliance Industrial Zone, and some are prepared by the residents of the shelter."

Shu Yu politely handed Fang Chang a tablet, smiled and continued.

"I will be responsible for promoting the former, and I'll trouble you for the latter."

Fang Chang nodded and took it calmly.

Promoting the Alliance's culture and products is part of the mission, and it has been updated on his VM.

The air ticket is not given for free.

In exchange, he needs to use his eloquence and ability to respond on the spot to make the Alliance's products popular in Ideal City.

The market on the East Coast is much more important than the three melons and two dates at home!

However, the mole brother standing next to him was not happy, and jumped up immediately after hearing this.

"Wait, what about me?"

Why don't I have a mission?

Looking at the head of the Skeleton Corps, Shu Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Well, you are mainly responsible for the security of the mission... Of course, Ideal City is very safe, you can work together to promote products."

Mole subconsciously raised the VM to take a look, but there was no new mission displayed.

What's the use of not triggering the mission!

Seeing that the old man Mole was staring at him with a face full of resentment, Fang Chang knew that this guy was probably envious in his heart, and then he smiled happily and shook the tablet in his hand to show off.

"I'm sorry, brother... It seems that the manager also thinks I am more suitable for sales work."

"Tsk, it's because you have a face of a profiteer." Mole said sourly.

"If you envy my handsomeness, just say it."

Fang Chang smiled indifferently and gently swiped his index finger on the tablet.

The light blue text appeared.

However, as soon as his eyes fell on the first line of the gift list, the expression on his face froze instantly.

Cheongsam, maid outfit, Gothic skirt, evening gown, maybe artworks from Yiwu...

And black silk and white silk.

What the hell are these!

Of course, there are obviously more than just clothes on the list, but he can't figure out just the first line.

These... are all women's clothes, right?

How can I sell this?

Did I give the task to the wrong person?

Noticing the change in Fang Chang's expression, the mole seemed to have vaguely guessed something, so he came over to take a look.

When he saw the first line on the list of goods, a sly smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he patted Fang Chang's shoulder with his right hand.

"... It's okay, brother, I heard that in the distant 16th century, only distinguished upper-class men were qualified to wear white silk-"

"Get lost!"