Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Chapter 340 Daily Life at the Base (2)

After seeing these Dragon Kingdom creations, Yi Beiwang could be sure that the legendary Dragon Kingdom corpse ghost army did exist.

I once heard from others that two hundred years ago, the Dragon Kingdom was defeated in the Battle of Anchorage in Alaska. In order to better reverse the situation in the future, it left an infiltration force lurking in the wasteland of the United States.

I thought this army had long since disappeared in the wind and rain of the past two hundred years, but I didn't expect that they were still there and even borrowed some supplies from me.

Yi Beiwang suddenly recalled that when they attacked the launch base, someone used a Gauss rifle to help kill some people. It should be the people from this unit who helped.

I don’t know what they are doing in Mohave. Why don’t they contact me openly?

What they threw away were all anti-radiation nins. What mission were they carrying out that required so much anti-radiation nins?

Yi Beiwang couldn't figure out the key, so he put the fan into his personal space and said, "See if there are any extra anti-radiation and anti-radiation drugs. Move a few boxes to a place with fewer people, and put some food and water there."

Mister was a little puzzled and said, "Ah? For free? Aren't you quite greedy for money?"

Yi Beiwang smiled and said, "I am indeed greedy for money, but I am greedy for so much just for this moment."

"But what you said is a reminder for me. I have to find a way to make some money. How many bottle caps do we have left in our account?"

In Liberty City, Yi Beiwang didn't make a penny, but instead lost some money.

He urgently needed a large number of bottle caps and scraps so that he could exchange them for a large number of powerful weapons and armor to better arm his men.

As long as the gathering place is slowly expanded to a thousand people, Yi Beiwang will dare to turn against the four major gangs on the spot and send troops to attack them directly.

After all, he had been a plunderer and knew the despicable nature of plunderers.

Yi Beiwang will never feel at ease until the four major gangs are eliminated.

Mist took out the account book and flipped through it, saying, "Except for the payment for the goods purchased and the wages to be paid to the Wolf Fang Squad and the Greyhound Squad, there are still 60,000 bottle caps left in the account."

Yi Beiwang exclaimed: "It's just this little. By the way, how much are the salaries of Langya and Greyhound?"

"Everyone gets a monthly salary of 100 bottle caps... Boss, please don't have any bad intentions on the military pay. It was you who said that we should give the combatants some benefits so that they can fight bravely."

"Okay, okay, I'm just asking. If I ever end up embezzling military funds, you can just slap me in the face."

Yi Beiwang squatted on the roadside with a sad look on his face, lighting a cigarette and smoking. His figure looked a little bleak.

Why are we so poor? When will we be able to drive big planes and tanks?

Each person only gets a military salary of 100 bottle caps per month, which is just enough to buy two bottles of purified water, but he couldn't bear to cut their wages.

Should I go to the casino area again? I'm afraid I'll be kicked out by the people in the casino.

Mist saw this and squatted beside him to comfort him: "Boss, you are already very good. You should know that even Caesar's Legion can hardly afford to pay the soldiers now."

"And the NCR soldiers in the Mojave region haven't seen what money looks like in almost a year."

"Should we also pay the merchants some wages? They haven't been very enthusiastic about doing business recently."

Yi Beiwang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, and his face almost fell.

He looked at No. 9 who was silent on the side and asked, "Do other merchant groups pay the merchants?"

Number Nine shook his head and said, "As of now, the largest merchant group in Mojave is a merchant group called Crimson."

"The Crimson Merchants are truly willing to sell anything. They even have close ties with the NCR and the Legion."

“But even such a large merchant group, I have never heard of them paying their merchants wages.”

Yi Beiwang clapped his hands and praised: "Look, our predecessors have shown us how to do it."

"We are so poor that we have to sell our pants. How can we pay the merchants?"

"But if you don't give the horses grass, and still expect them to run, that's obviously unrealistic."

"In this way, they can take 5 percent of the net profit. If they want to get paid, they have to talk their mouths off and sell the goods at a high price."

"It's not enough to just make money. The bottle caps you earn must be spent in your own gathering place. Don't spend them on others. Try to exchange them for other things."

"Then I brainwash them from time to time, telling them that there are still many businessmen in Mojave who don't have a job. I've given them jobs, so they should be grateful and work hard to make money."

"The key to brainwashing lies in one sentence: Master Yi's kindness can never be repaid."

"We'll have to let George do this job later. He's more skilled at brainwashing."

Seeing Yi Beiwang skillfully talking about ways to exploit businessmen, Mist and No. 9 couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

If they are so cruel to their own merchants, how much crueler they will be to foreign merchants.

Even Yi Beiwang feels that this is not enough. As the old saying goes, increase revenue and reduce expenditure. Now that we can no longer reduce expenditure for the time being, we can only find ways to increase revenue.

A certain pockmarked bandit once said it well: you should make money from whoever has money.

Yi Beiwang planned to get some merchandise to fool the nouveau riche in the gambling district and see if he could trick all the bottle caps into his hands.

He did what he said and browsed through the system mall to see if there was anything on Earth and the radiation world that could bring him huge profits.

Number Nine and Mist only saw Yi Beiwang sitting there grabbing the air. They thought he was irritated and did not dare to disturb him.

At this moment, Yi Beiwang's eyes swept over a product, and a good idea suddenly came to his mind.