Kapitel 647: Days past
It's been a couple days since Macka's capture, not much had happened aside from the ongoing negotiations with House, and the renovations to Big Mt and Novac.
Usanagi had chosen to be paid on commission in the end, thinking that the projects Afton assigned wouldn't be all that difficult... How very wrong she was... The Cybernetic eye implants were almost finished though, so she'd get paid for that one fairly soon.
During this time Afton had quite a lot on his plate. With the absence of the NCR, bandits, raiders, cannibals, and gangs attempted to take control of some areas of the Mojave. These places included trade routes, nearby the New Vegas farms, the empty vaults... Some even tried to claim the now empty Camp McCarren for their own, wishing to steal any weaponry or equipment the NCR may have left behind.
The same could be said for all the Legion camps that'd been abandoned once their war for the Mojave had brutally failed. Fortunately, the Legion wasn't known for its vast military armaments, so a few bandits claiming a bunch of machetes and sportswear wasn't a problem.
He also wanted to try and clean up Freeside while he was at it, but House apparently had it handled. The Securitrons that previously were only seen on the Strip had now invaded the slums, House's influx of robotic soldiers and law keepers allowed him to finally deal with the criminal element that'd taken hold of the place.
House knew who were the troublemakers were, it was his city after all, and he had surveillance basically everywhere one would care to look. Overnight, almost every gang, criminal, and spy were apprehended.
Of course, there were no prisons in the Mojave, so House had to ask Bulwark for help in dealing with his new prisoners. Afton elected to use the Chips... Or at least, the technology they were based on.
Chipping each and every criminal found in Freeside would literally take weeks, if not months to do, let alone the resources spent on chips that may or may not be rendered useless once the person was executed.
So, they used a machine that was temporarily attached to the base of a person's skull to temporarily induce the effects of the chip. This would allow Afton and House to tell what someone's intentions were when asks questions.
So, when House asked each and every person whether they would return to the Mojave if sent away, a large portion lied and said they would. Those that agreed to never come back were shipped of East into Legion territory where they could make 'better' lives for themselves.
As for the people that refused to leave? Well, let's just say, Dala was given an early Christmas present.
Afton questioned House on what he'd actually do concerning the many chem addicts and homeless people living in Freeside. You couldn't turn a slum into a prosperous city without addressing them, at least somewhat.
His answer both confused and surprised Afton however. House intended to make all drugs, chems, and other similar things legal. His reasoning for this? You couldn't tax illegal drug trade, not without basically owning it yourself, which defeated the point of making it illegal anyway, aside from maybe claiming the moral high ground.
Of course, to stop thousands of people OD'ing in the streets overnight, House pushed forward a strategy Afton hadn't ever seen before. He opened up chem sellers that would only sell certain amounts depending on a person's body weight and overall health.
Not only that, but the sellers each had separate 'recreation' rooms that'd allow people to use chems while being monitored by doctors in case something went wrong.
This almost completely stopped all chem deaths in Freeside, though, there was still a homelessness problem, which Afton also asked House about.
The man explained that after taking control of the drug and chem trade, chem addicts would need some sort of income to actually purchase it. Crime wasn't possible for them anymore due to the presence of Securitrons, and gangs had completely vanished, leaving a large workforce eager for employment... Which House would use to start slowly rebuilding the ruins of Las Vegas.
Of course, House needed proper tools and vehicles fit for the job, and so hired Bulwark yet again to get started on that. There would be temporary accommodation built near Sharecropper farms so House could get started on demolishing the desolate and ruined skyscrapers that were somehow still standing in Freeside.
Afton was looking forward to what New Vegas would look like in a few years under House's leadership.
Now that Freeside had been claimed by House, most of the people that valued their freedom above all else elected to settle down in Westside, the place hadn't yet been cleared of criminals, but House had seriously considered it... Were it not for Afton cautioning him to slow down and let the population acclimate to the new changes, he'd have either bulldozed that slum to the ground, or sent an army of Securitrons there to clear it up.
Afton didn't think it'd be wise to antagonize the now vagrant population of idealistic wastelanders wishing for ungoverned freedom. It was best to let them settle down in Westside and slowly introduce changes, like boiling a frog in water.
He did want to preserve the Thorn as well, the arena that allowed people to fight each other and dangerous creatures for caps... This was the solution in Afton's mind to the problem of mercenaries without work. With the war finished and the Mojave at relative peace, the mercenaries would need to find other work.
Sure, there was a never-ending amount of mutated creatures to fight, but Afton didn't think everyone would be happy to be glorified pest control. Thus, the Thorn. Once Westside was claimed by House, Afton would help make another, more readily available 'Thorn'... He considered making a colosseum, but rejected that due to the Legion and the similarities people would draw from it.
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Kapitel 648: Culture shock
Half a week after apprehending Macka, Afton is in the Sink discussing ways to fertilise the Mojave with the Austin, better known as the Biological research station. He wanted to see if it was possible to transform the barren desert of the Mojave into something else, be it forest, fields, or even simple things like making growing crops easier.
"The primary problem isn't radiation or even the harsh sunlight... It's the lack of water in some areas. Maybe if we can-*Crack!*" Afton starts but is interrupted as someone arrives via teleportation. Strangely, no one had been scheduled at this time, though, he vaguely remembered a message from Tamia saying she'd probably be late to the party.
She probably meant the Battle of Hoover Dam, which she had indeed missed by quite a lot. He pulls up a holographic screen which displays two people stepping outside of the teleportation area. One was obviously Tamia, her dirty and heavily damaged Power armour easily recognisable for him... The other however, Afton didn't know.
The man wore a gas mask that covered the lower half of his face, and had long matted hair covering his head that almost resembled dreadlocks. He wore a long black sleeveless leather trench coat, that had an old American flag printed on the back.
Weapon-wise, he had many revolvers holstered on his waist, and an Anti-Material rifle strapped to his back. The man almost reminded Afton of himself back when he first started exploring the Mojave.
"Permission to vaporized the unauthorized intruder?" Glados voice abruptly asks.
Afton forces himself not to chuckle and somehow manages to frown in the direction of the nearest camera, "He came in with Tamia, so he's temporarily authorized... I told you this before, didn't I?" he questions.
"You did. But I thought it best to double-check... The defence systems might be getting rusty, shall I test them on our temporarily authorized guest?"
...
"They're made from saturnite, which doesn't rust..." he mutters in confusion.
"I meant 'rusty' in the figurative sense... My offer to vaporize our guest was, however, literal." she states. "Also, we have not yet tested the new devices around the designated teleportation arrival area."
He blinks a couple times, "What devices around the teleportation area?" he questions.
"I had them installed two weeks ago. Free electricity dispensers, free cooking facilities, liberal lead dispensers, and radiation confirmation services." she lists off.
...
"Free electricity dispensers...? Free cooking facilities?..." he pauses, "Say, Glados, what specifically are these devices you just described called?"
...
Glados is silent for a moment before she begins to speak, "I see no need to go into specifics, rest assured that they are fully functional and ready to be used."
"Glados." he repeats, his voice sterner this time.
"Tesla emitters. Flame throwers. Machine guns. Radiation projectors." she reluctantly admits.
...
"Free electricity and cooking facilities being Tesla emitters and flame throwers, I get... But why did you call radiation projectors, 'radiation confirmation services'?" he wonders aloud, not surprised at the incredibly lethal array of weaponry she'd just listed off.
"The radiation projectors will irradiate the target, thus rendering whatever result they would have otherwise had, positive... Father, think of the small, innocent children within Big Mountain. This 'guest' could be a threat, thus, elimination is the only logical cours-"
Afton just shakes his head and waves her off, "My answer is still no." he says as he walks into the 'living room' of the sink, "Can you invite the two of them up here please? I'd like to have a chat with Tamia and our guest."
"Affirmative." Glados says, her voice somehow sounding grumpy...
Elsewhere :
Tamia and Ulysses step off of the teleportation platform and onto the bustling road. Ulysses looks around with curious eyes, his tense demeanour relaxing significantly as he spots the peaceful-looking inhabitants...
"This place has changed." he mutters aloud. He wasn't wrong either, the Big Mt he knew of was a barren place filled with monsters of every kind. The crater used to be filled to the brim with dangerous creatures, and the occasional facility that'd likely had a hand in the monster's creation.
Here though? The barren dirt had been replaced with farming facilities, water liberally sprayed the luscious-looking plants as people and robots alike tended to them. There were now high tech-looking buildings that accommodated the people living here, compared to the rest of the wasteland, they could be called nothing but utter luxury... Even the New Vegas strip would be akin to a slum compared to most things in this place.
There were stores dotted around the road as well, though, from what he could tell most were providing more creative services, ones that robots couldn't necessarily provide.
He and Tamia walk past some kind of Supermarket? He steps into it and looks around in wonder at the huge amounts of food stacked on shelves... There were labels next to them... A nice-looking sandwich cost... 10 caps!? Even small bottles of purified water cost at least 20 caps, and that was if you were lucky!
The labels also had a blank space next to them, Tamia spotted him glaring at it and decided to illuminate it for him. "Ah, Afton said something about eventually creating his own currency. He's already made preparations for it I guess." she shrugs, "You hungry?" she offers, picking up the BLT sandwich he'd been glaring at.
Ulysses just slowly nods in response, his jaw not working the way he wanted due to how many surprises this place was giving him. When Tamia had said Afton could lead the way forward, he hadn't completely believed her... But... Just looking at the facilities available, along with the low cost of such luxury goods... He wondered if she was right after all...
The duo step outside the Supermarket, each with a BLT in hand. Tamia is about to give Ulysses a tour of the place when a familiar-looking drone stops them. Its orange glowing eye glaring at them both as if they'd just destroyed its cabbage cart. "You are expected, follow me." it states.
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