This Game Is Too Realistic-Chapter 332.1: Even If There Are 20,000 Pigs, It Will Take Some Time To Catch Them All!

Chapter 332.1: Even If There Are 20,000 Pigs, It Will Take Some Time To Catch Them All!

Even if it was 20,000 pigs, it would still take a while to catch them all when they ran into the city.

Not to mention the 20,000 creatures here were humans...

Red River Town had been fighting the Snake Clan in the north for nearly half a year. The money they had spent on hiring mercenaries and buying weapons was already enough to buy a mine.

Even so, they did not gain any advantage over those marauders.

The news of the New Alliance's victory had not only been received by Simeon but also by other merchants associations' bosses and mine owners in Red River Town.

Soon, the incredible news was spread throughout Red River Town...

In the Mining Association's conference hall.

It had been over 10 minutes since the Association's president announced the agenda for the meeting.

The people sitting at the conference table looked at each other, and for a long while, no one spoke...

Unable to bear the silence in the conference room, a mine owner loosened his collar and hesitantly broke the silence. "... Is the news reliable?"

The president of the association nodded with a complicated expression. "... It should be reliable. They wouldn't use a lie that could be exposed at any moment to humiliate themselves."

It was too easy to verify the truth of the news. They could simply send someone to check if West Continent City had indeed fallen.

Moreover, there was no need to deceive anyone.

Announcing victory in the war in advance would not bring any substantial benefits to the New Alliance.

Whispers filled the conference room as people began to discuss quietly.

"... I think we need to reconsider our relationship with the New Alliance."

"How about establishing an office there?"

"But in whose name? Should we each establish an office, or should we do it in the name of the Mining Association?"

"I think both are necessary. Even if we don't consider their military strength, they are an important trade partner for us."

The war had deeply shaken them.

From the ambush in Bluestone County to the battle in Pinewood Forest Valley... Based on the intelligence they had, every war between the New Alliance and the Bonechewer Clan, whether as attackers or defenders, had ended in overwhelming victory for the New Alliance.

While the possibility of them exaggerating their achievements and hiding their casualties couldn't be ruled out, the final results were astonishing enough.

It was just an emerging survivor force with a population of less than 10,000!

However, in just two months, they had defeated the marauder clan with 30,000 soldiers and 27 tanks!

Such terrifying strength was hard to ignore!

Moreover, unlike old-established survivor factions like Boulder Town that had stopped expanding, the suddenly emerging New Alliance not only possessed formidable military potential but was also genuinely expanding its territory.

Initially, they only had a park as their territory, then the northern suburbs of Clearspring City, and now they had expanded to the shores of West Continent Lake, more than 100 kilometers north of Clearspring City.

Where would they go next?

Would they continue north?

Or start going east...?

While they were discussing how to handle their relationship with the New Alliance, someone suddenly stood up. "Gentlemen, if I'm not mistaken, our agenda today is to discuss our future relationship with the New Alliance. However, so far, all I've heard is how we should please our neighbors... Do you really believe that we can coexist peacefully with the New Alliance?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Simeon paused and continued, "Don't forget that the first thing they did when they took West Continent City was to declare the liberation of the marauder's slaves!"

The expressions of everyone present became stiff, and those who knew something in advance, like Simeon, remained silent.

The conference table soon filled with whispered discussions.

Liberating slaves was a sensitive topic in Red River Town.

The mines in Red River Town were not traditional mines, but rather, landfill sites filled with compacted trash. Due to the loss of landfill data during the war, no one knew what might be dug up from below. Because of that, there were frequent mining accidents.

Mine owners couldn't hire free individuals to work in those mines. It was not a matter of money, but rather the returns and the investments were completely disproportionate.

Red River Town couldn't function without slaves. It was a consensus among all mine owners and the merchants associations.

If blue tickets were issued to coordinate ore production and help mine owners sell ore at better prices, then issuing red tickets to purchase slaves was for the convenience of obtaining a stable labor force for the various large mining operations.

Suddenly, one of the Association Presidents raised an objection. "Your information is inaccurate. From my side of things, they grant the slaves the status of the Supervised, which clearly doesn't equate to complete liberation."

The name of the person who spoke was Andrew, the president of the Rhinoceros Merchants Association, primarily involved in the import businesses, be it weapons, food, or the food for the slaves.

He also knew what Simeon was talking about; after all, he had established an office in Dawn City. He just didn't pay much attention to it.

The only business under the Rhinoceros Merchants Association that had any connection to slaves was the nutrient cream.

Andrew's objection was entirely expected by Simeon, who continued confidently, "Arguing about the choice of words is meaningless. Whether they are the Supervised, the Managed, or any other new terms they've coined... it doesn't disguise what they're doing."

"Now they have liberated the slaves of West Continent City. If, one day in the future, they come to liberate the slaves we have, are you willing to give freedom back to the slaves in your mine, Mr. Mundy of the Misty Mountain Mine?"

The bald man averted his gaze.

Simeon no longer looked at him and turned to another person, his strategic ally, Dempsey, from the Blackstone Mine. "... Or is it you, my dear Mr. Dempsey?"

"I don't think it's that extreme... Some of the slaves were originally marauders, clones, or synthetic humans on the brink of obsolescence. Besides, even in their own territory, they only bought slaves from those slave owners; they didn't force them to surrender their slaves."

Dempsey's tone was slightly hesitant, but the nervous expression betrayed his inner apprehension.

Seeing through his thoughts, Simeon admitted with a firm voice, "All your assumptions are based on the belief that it won't come to that extreme. Just a year ago, the Bonechewer Clan was still doing business with us, but what happened now?"

Another Merchants Association’s President couldn't help but speak up. "So what should we do? Should we confront them?"

Simeon immediately replied, "Of course not. With our current strength, opposing them won't do us any good, but we must realize one thing. Getting too close to those blue coats is extremely dangerous. We should at least remain vigilant."

"First, we must unite and establish an organization more centralized than the Mining Association. It should take on more responsibilities, not just issuing red and blue tickets. It should be responsible for building a standing army, handling relations with other survivor settlements, deciding who to do business with, how to do business, and managing our own settlements."

"After that, we should strengthen our ties with neighboring survivor settlements and reduce our dependence on the New Alliance... In terms of weaponry and military." Simeon paused and raised his voice, pounding the table twice with his fist. "Gentlemen, the alarm has sounded. River Valley Province is experiencing unprecedented changes in the century, and the old methods are no longer applicable."

"Whether you like it or not, if you don't want to be eliminated from this world, we must look forward."

"I've said my piece."

As Simeon finished speaking, the conference room erupted in a noisy debate.

Some supported his ideas, while others voiced opposition.

Strangely enough, most of those who supported the idea of establishing a more centralized management organization were the mine owners, while the merchants associations, who were Simeon's peers, stood on the opposite side.

People had different opinions, and the initial debate escalated almost to the point of a shouting match.

"Establish a more centralized organization? How much more centralized do you want it to be? Are we going to find someone to manage all our businesses?"

"I think Simeon's right!"

"What nonsense! Is it not good for everyone to manage their own businesses like what we are doing now?"

"Of course not! You may not care about who buys the trash, but I need to make sure that the trash I sell doesn't turn into bullets coming back at us!"

"So, who will lead this new organization? That's what I'm concerned about!" The president of the Mining Association knocked on the table with his hand, but everyone in the room was in such a heated argument that no one paid attention to what he was saying.

The meeting was forced to pause.

After the meeting, several merchants associations' bosses gathered together, discussing quietly.

"What's gotten into Simeon? Why is he suddenly representing the interests of the mine owners?"

"He must have suffered heavy losses. I heard he had hoarded a batch of copper ore before... but now that several thousand tons of ore have all gone to waste."

At this moment, Andrew, the president of the Rhinoceros Merchants Association, suddenly spoke up. "I have a piece of inside information, but it may not be reliable."

The other Merchants Association bosses immediately became interested. They might not care about others' information, but Mr. Andrew's information always brought them opportunities.

"What is it?" Someone asked.

Andrew lowered his voice. "New Alliance has discovered a copper deposit in Bluestone County, and it seems they've been mining for a while now."

This piece of information was quite shocking.

The expressions on everyone's faces immediately showed surprise and even bewilderment.

"Copper deposit?!"

"How do you know?"