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[As early as 2065, Mr. House calculated through accurate mathematical models that the world would be destroyed by the nuclear war within 15 years and began to prepare for the post-war events. On October 23, 2077, on the day when the nuclear war broke out, Mr. House destroyed the nuclear missiles shot into Las Vegas through a private anti-missile system. However, because a chip ordered in Silicon Valley came 20 hours late, the anti-missile system did not achieve perfect results, and only a few large casinos were not affected. Mr. House himself could only lie in the survival device in the most luxurious casino in Las Vegas, "Lucky 38", and fell into a coma.]

[Mr. House woke up from his coma in 2274. After his robot army surged out of Lucky 38, he found that the vanguard of NCR had arrived at Hoover Dam in eastern Las Vegas. In order to establish his rule in Las Vegas, Mr. House recruited three tribes near Las Vegas through robots. House robots placed a whole box of pre-war clothing in front of these bandits, taught them the etiquette of pre-war and let them run a casino. These three tribes became the three famous families in New Vegas in the future. Soon, NCR's army also arrived in New Vegas. Although NCR wanted to annex New Vegas, but due to the strength of the robot army and the three major families, NCR could only sign an agreement with House to recognize the independence of New Vegas and transport 5% of the power of Hoover Dam to New Vegas--]

"—I said, what are you doing?" Leeds, who was impatiently waiting outside Lucky 38, said angrily as he watched the storyteller telling a story to the air.

"Well, I'm practicing the story about 'Mr. House'. After all, I don't have the chance to talk to that person in person. I only look at the terminal from the shelter and the information from 'Mr. Good'. "The storyteller said helplessly. He also wanted to follow Poole to Lucky 38, but Mr. House only allowed the "Captain" to enter and there was no way.

"You are really dedicated..." Wait, is the storyteller's serious work really telling stories. "But, although I think the story just now can help others understand what happened here, will anyone really listen to this story patiently...especially for East Coast residents who have never been in contact with "New Vegas" and "Mr. House."

Just like most readers who read infinite articles with multiple short stories and time-space travel, they do not read the entire novel as a complete story. Instead, they only read the short stories that they have come into contact with and are interested in. As for the short stories that they are not interested or even have not been exposed to? Well, those with excellent quality skip over silently, those with good quality "quickly change to another world" and those with good quality "writing is getting boring", and those with low quality are directly "author shabu". It is difficult to adjust.

"There will always be people interested... Even if there is an unpopular story, I hope to prepare for the few audiences." The storyteller shook his head, not caring at all, or he has experienced many battles in this regard. "In order for people who have never been exposed to understand, and for those who have not been exposed to troublesomely mention the lengthy settings, in order to prevent people who have not been exposed to the eyes dizzy, abandon the details and refine the core events, and in order for the audience to not feel bored, he must insert his own jokes in stories that are absolutely uninteresting... Well. This creative process is actually quite interesting."

"Are you shaking m?" An egg from a distant place was caught in the shooting.

"Haha, maybe... Then again, I have been talking about your stories," the storyteller thought about it and added, "But now, we have to divide the upper and lower collections..."

The previous episode is a variety of events three years ago, the next episode... I hope that the events that happened on the West Coast can be interesting to become the next episode.

"Please don't tell those stories in front of the parties involved. If you don't think there is any problem with doing it yourself, it will be shameful to be repeated!"

"Don't worry. When I was teasing, I already said that you are very handsome and charming." The storyteller gave a thumbs up.

"Ha... When you say that, I always feel a deep malice." Leeds was powerless.

"...Hey, come out." Clausa said coldly, interrupting the conversation that he thought was quite annoying.

Well, it has nothing to do with Leeds, it is mainly the storyteller's fault.

"It's complete~" Everyone looked at Poole, wearing T51b power armor, pushing open the casino door with heavy steps, "I thought you would trigger a fierce battle, and then knock on the glass and jump out from it~"

"How is it possible? I am not Mr. House's enemy..." Poole said angrily.

"It's really not an enemy. But why do you come in wearing power armor and carrying a Gauss rifle that specializes in fighting robots?" Leeds said everyone understands it.

"… Cough." Well, I won't be a friend anyway, "Indeed, the talks are not very friendly."

"Specific situation?" Clausa asked.

"What does Mr. House look like, who has been in a living equipment for two hundred years?" The storyteller is more interested in this.

"Mr. House did not show up, just talked to me through the screen, but he claimed to be a human being...it should be credible to combine information from "Mr. Haohao."

"That's it...well, I'll mention this in the story."

Oh, I forgot to say that the robot hidden in Benny's room is called "Mr. Haohao". It is an artificial intelligence that you will answer any questions you ask it, and whatever you ask it to do. Of course, 'it looks like this'. It's just that it is a growth-oriented 'artificial intelligence'. In fact, Poole didn't feel relieved of it when he left.

"As for his philosophy... it sounds like a great man who wants to do good things, but the dictator is too strong. He only wants to firmly control the development of technology in New Vegas. In his eyes, how the people in New Vegas live is not important at all. And... no, nothing, it's okay if you don't talk about it." What Poole didn't say was that he felt that Mr. House was too boasted, just as he couldn't solve the energy problem of the Liberty Pioneer, and he couldn't write programs himself, and he was not a super genius who could solve all problems by himself. Why do you say that he could "take the wasteland into the aviation era within fifty years" by himself.

"...It turns out that I almost jumped out of the window, right?" Such people are not good people or bad people, but they are definitely not friends from the Eastern Iron Brotherhood who are already walking further and further on the road of "good people"... Leeds and others can even imagine the scene where Poole and House talk to each other on the top floor of Lucky 38.

"It's not that exaggerated. At least we exchanged information about "Liberty Pioneer". One got the solution to the problem that stuck in his own way back then, and the other got the more complete information and solutions of Liberty Pioneer - this is the only result.

"Haha, so," the attitude was already naked, "Pole, who do you think you should give that platinum chip?"
Chapter completed!