Fallout 4: The Wasteland Life of a Pillager

Chapter 351 The Adventures of Mister (1)

Let’s go back to one day ago.

Mist sat in the truck and headed to Shady Sand City with the Greyhound team.

Looking at the unchanging yellow sand and gravel outside the window, Mist couldn't help but recall his turbulent life.

He has joined NCR since adulthood, followed the current NCR President Kimball into war, participated in Operation Rising Sun, and participated in the Bitter Springs Massacre.

Mist's impressive record earned him the title of Fire Blue Blade, and he also took the opportunity to join the First Reconnaissance Battalion, trying to stay away from the turbulent Sandy City.

The plan to stay away was indeed successful, but his leg was broken during Operation Rising Sun. He lost his agility and could no longer stay in the First Reconnaissance Battalion.

In order not to be a burden, Mist had to become a wanderer with that little self-awareness and a red beret.

Then he met the person who had been giving him headaches till now—Yi Beiwang.

At first, Mist just wanted to find a place to stay and make a living for this cheap leader.

But as time went on, he gradually developed more respect and support for Yi Beiwang, as well as a little headache.

The respect lies in the fact that this leader seems to really want his men to live a good life and is working hard to achieve it.

He did not regard himself as a disabled person and gave himself enough respect and rights.

The headache is that the leader doesn't seem to regard himself as a human being, and he has to take care of everything.

What if there is no one in the camp to keep accounts? Mister, go!

There are more and more homeless people in the camp. What should we do? Mister, go!

What should we do if the two-headed cow in the camp doesn't give birth? Mister, go!

Mist really wanted to shout "Fuck!", his leader was treating him like a robot.

So this time when he came to Shayin City, Mist also planned to recruit some talents, at least he would not have to pile all the things on himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, the outline of Shayin City appeared on the horizon. It was a real human city, the largest city in the wasteland.

As the capital of the New California Republic (NCR), Shady Sands is a paradise compared to the entire wasteland.

Citizens no longer have to worry about rummaging through the wasteland for scraps. They can eat well, dress warmly, and even have the leisure time to engage in some entertainment.

The overall military level has returned to the level of the First World War. Of course, it is only the military level, and the rest is hard to describe.

Take transportation for example. Only big capitalists, two-headed bull tycoons and big landowners have the financial resources to drive cars. Some people choose to use two-headed bulls, and the vast majority choose to measure the land with their feet.

So when Mist and his men arrived in Shayin City fully armed in several trucks, they inevitably attracted a lot of people's attention.

Several patrolling guards ran over with guns, shouting, "You have entered NCR territory, stranger, please tell me your identity!"

Mist leaned against the car window and said, "We are a merchant group from Mojave. We are here to pay taxes on our own initiative. Call the tax officer!"

Hearing this, the guards looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

They knew that Mojave was a deserted place and going there would only bring them suffering.

As Shayin City's finances were somewhat in deficit, and the capitalists were all a little greedy, NCR collected taxes quite harshly; an ordinary small town could collect tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of bottle caps a year.

They had seen people evading taxes and were not unheard of about people not wanting to pay taxes, but this was the first time they had seen someone paying taxes so proactively.

The guards did not dare to delay and immediately notified their superiors to let them make the decision.

And it is impossible that Mist came here just to pay taxes. He planned to register Yi Beiwang as a citizen of Shayin City.

Considering the suppression in Mohaveli NCR, simply taking the journalists back to publish smear campaign in newspapers may not have much effect.

But if Yi Beiwang could become a citizen of Shayin City, that would be a big deal.

Before having an identity, when NCR attacked the eBay Merchants Group, it was called suppressing a rebellion.

After having the status, if NCR continues to suppress the eBay business group, it would be self-mutilation.

Do you know how much money Shayin City is short of right now? You actually dared to attack a merchant group that voluntarily paid taxes. Do you want to quit your job?

Besides, he has a lot of other things to do.

I need to sell goods in Shayin City in exchange for bottle caps, and then buy some weapons to take back.

We also need to rent a site here as a temporary base, so that it will be relatively convenient when we come to Shayin City next time.

He also had to recruit his former comrades. Mist knew that there would be many people like him who voluntarily or "voluntarily" withdrew from NCR.

If Shayin City had not been able to provide its soldiers with some meager wages and pensions, perhaps the NCR here would have begun to collapse, or there were already signs of collapse, but people had not noticed it.

Of course, the most important thing is that Mist also wants to buy some special things.

Before leaving, Yi Beiwang specifically told him to trick him into giving him the rights to build and collect tolls for the railway.

At the same time, you have to buy some positions, such as town mayor, city magistrate, county magistrate and so on.

Damn, the more I think about it, the more troublesome it becomes. I have to ask my boss to raise my salary when I get back.

Just as he was thinking about it, the guard who reported the news ran back and asked Mist to follow him.

Mist asked the Greyhound Team to stay here and he went to meet the tax collector of Shayin City.

On the way, he observed the scale of Shayin City, thinking that when he returned, he would also organize people to build a low-profile version.

Mist was also thinking about how to fool the tax officer later. After all, Shayin City was short of money, and the eBay Merchants Group was even short of money.

It would be great if I could just grab those positions without spending a single bottle cap.

But when he arrived at the place, he saw a person who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

The current president of NCR is Kimball.