Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Chapter 353 The Adventures of Mister (3)

After exchanging some compliments with Kimball Business, Mist walked on the streets of Shayin City, looking at the scenery there.

If the Novak they worked so hard to build was a small mountain village, then Shayin City was an enormous modern city.

The walls and trees blocked the wind and danger outside, and the road under his feet was so smooth that he was a little uncomfortable.

The neat buildings stand upright on the ground. If you ask how tall they are, they are probably about three or four stories high.

The citizens of Shayin City who were coming and going were talking and laughing, and from time to time they would look at Mist who was wearing combat armor.

The citizens protected by the soldiers gradually lost their fear of the wasteland, and their fangs began to degenerate.

They also don't realize what Shayin City and even the entire NCR are facing at this moment.

The water resource control in Hub City, the mineral restrictions in Reading City, the impact of various forces and business groups on the NCR economic system...

Jinboer collected heavy taxes for several years in a row, but the money seemed to be thrown into the water, and at most it caused a tiny ripple.

It's not hard to understand. After all, most of the officials in NCR are capitalists and two-headed bull tycoons.

What was once able to compete with the Brotherhood of Steel and the Enclave is now rotten to the core.

Alas, NCR will probably be finished sooner or later.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with me anymore, just do your current task well.

Mist put away the various documents and certificates he had obtained. With these, it would be easier for them to gain a foothold in Mojave.

Apart from anything else, Yi Beiwang is now the mayor of three small towns. If the Mojave NCR dares to touch him again, it will be breaking the law.

With these identities, making money will become easier and easier in the future.

As for now, it’s time to find some talents.

It just so happens that among my friends, there are also a few talented people...

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Half a day later, in a bar in Shayin City.

Mist sold the goods he brought and used the money to buy the bar, while also counting the items he wanted to take back.

Let me see, one hundred Thompson submachine guns, twenty anti-material rifles, and corresponding bullets and so on, it would be perfect to take them back and establish the No. 2 Wolf Fang Squad.

When I return to Novak, I will ask my boss to give me a raise.

After counting the items, Mist turned around and looked at several old friends who had been waiting for a long time, and said with a smile: "Pinkerton, John, Gold Coin, Dodge... Long time no see."

The four people in front of him are Mist's old friends, and each of them has unique skills.

Pinkerton, a third-rate detective, heard that he was investigating a few exiled cowboys, hoping to capture the cowboys and earn a bounty.

John, who made money as a killer, once had a dog. However, the dog was killed by gangsters. He took down the entire gang by himself, and now he dares not show up to take orders.

Gold Coin used to be the accountant of a two-headed bull tycoon. Gold Coin might not be a good person, but he must be a qualified accountant. After all, he had just been bailed out of prison by Mist.

There is also a certain unremarkable old man named Dodge, who once served as the manager and maintenance engineer of the Hoover Dam and is now in retirement.

These four are the best talents Mist could find, and he needs someone to lend him a hand so that he can have a good rest.

The four of them looked at each other, and seeing Mist's rosy face, they knew that he was doing well.

It was Dodge who had the best eloquence and prestige who asked, "Mister, congratulations on your wealth, but where are you working now? You're being paid well."

"You called us here today, it's definitely not just for drinks and meals. Tell me, is there anything you can do with us?"

Mist nodded and said, "I am here on behalf of the eBay Business Group to do business. I am responsible for selling goods and managing relationships."

"Of course, I also need talents to assist me, and you are the talents I need."

"Come with me, join the eBay business group and create a better future together."

"Join the eBay business group now, you will get free food and accommodation, guaranteed job assignment, five insurances and one housing fund, and other benefits. What are you still hesitating about?"

To be honest, Mist didn't even know what the five social insurances and one housing fund meant, but he often saw Yi Beiwang using this rhetoric to fool others, so he must have some deeper meaning behind it.

He imitated Yi Beiwang, gulped down a bottle of beer, and looked at the four people sincerely.

The four of them looked at each other. For some reason, they felt that what Mist said was so convincing.

Seeing that everyone was fooled, Mist struck while the iron was hot and said, "Don't hesitate, just follow me and come here to work. I will definitely not treat you unfairly. I promise to give you a position when you get there."

"I've already bought this bar. I'll have some people run it so I can have a place to stay in the future."

"Don't pack your luggage or anything. There's everything there. Just follow us."

Somehow, Mist always had a bad feeling, as if something big was going to happen next.

He had to go back quickly. If he was not there, the boss would probably be in a state of panic again.

Pinkerton noticed the blind spot and asked, "Us? How many more people are you going to take back?"

Mist smiled and clapped his hands for them to look outside.

The four turned their heads and saw that the soldiers of the caravan were surrounding many workers and intellectuals, most of whom were skilled workers who were not doing well in Shayin City.

Among them were a few reporters, who were taking photos everywhere and seemed to be planning to make up some gossip.

Including the four Pinkertons, there were exactly one hundred people, no more, no less.

All the goods on the car had been sold, so it was no problem to carry these one hundred people plus the guns and bullets.

Seeing that everything was ready, Mist led everyone on the truck and drove quickly towards Mojave.

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