Resurrection Empire

Ren Zhong was extremely determined to get "Sid Meier's Armor Experience".

He wasn't really driven crazy by the slogan.

He has his own judgment.

This is knowledge, a strategy, something that can be remembered in the mind, and a valuable experience.

Even if unfortunately it dies again...

Well, the memory can be "brought" back together with the contribution points accumulated through sleeping and become a fixed asset. The spiral acceleration propellant started next time will save him from taking many detours.

One purchase, benefit for several lifetimes.

The more you die, the more you earn.

…

On the eighth day, on the way back.

"Brother Ren, please take it slow tomorrow. You were too strong today! If you work so hard, our bodies can hardly keep up with your rhythm! Oh no, I have to drink a bottle of fast-absorbing nutrient solution when I get back to slow down. .”

Zheng Tian sighed while driving with her left hand and tapping her thigh with her right hand.

At this time, her hair was a little disheveled, her dirty hair was even knotted, and her face was covered with dense sweat stains.

The others in the car weren't much better.

The co-pilot, Chen Hanyu, finally put down her tablet and began to lie down with her eyes closed to relax.

Bai Feng was leaning on the right side of the car window as he lay dying, his arms in knee-length uniforms trembling slightly.

The normally talkative Ou Youning was as listless as a beaten eggplant. All N pockets on his body were empty. All the bombs and explosives were used up, not a drop was left.

As for Wen Lei, well, he was lying face down as a cushion. Bursts of thunderous snoring were coming from below.

Ren Zhong was no better than others, his hands shaking like chaff.

Hearing Zheng Tian's "complaint" from before, he forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I am very satisfied with my practice today."

He actually wants to tell others that if you don't have the momentum to work hard every day, how can you change your destiny?

But he doesn't want to let go of the "census officer" skin for the time being, and he can't say anything that doesn't suit his character.

After dealing with the blackmail from the professional team in the morning, under Ren Zhong's crazy urging, the team's actions suddenly became unrestrained.

The thunder truck traveled for more than 1,500 kilometers like a mad dog, continuously sweeping three concentrated areas including Shuya Mountain.

And unlike in the past, when the team always deliberately avoided the second-level beasts, today, except for a few, none of the second-level beasts the team encountered were spared.

Today, the team didn't rest the whole time. They were either fighting, on the way to the battle, or they discovered the traces of the beast in advance and prepared traps.

Everyone worked hard until four o'clock in the afternoon, and almost everyone was almost out of ammunition and food before closing the stall.

After counting the harvest, a total of 36 first-level ruin beasts and 3 second-level ruin beasts were annihilated. The converted net income was as high as 150 points. The income was higher than when they first entered Shuya Mountain yesterday.

The main reason for this phenomenon is Ren Zhong's violent outburst.

Yesterday he was just testing his combat prowess, but today he is more ferocious and tough than yesterday. His fighting style has also changed from the previous one of calculating and planning before moving, and has become a person who is both rough and fine, and fine and reckless. Exquisite and reckless man.

In addition, under Chen Hanyu's step-by-step guidance, Ren Zhong borrowed her gloves to tentatively dismantle six first-level beasts.

The first two were ruined by him, and their value was reduced by nearly half.

For the latter two, according to Chen Hanyu, he has already reached the standard of a first-level dismantler who has just started. Although he failed to dismantle the perfect level, he has already passed the 70% value of the excellent level line.

Fifth, Ren Zhong’s character exploded and perfect products rolled off the production line.

Sixth, regular performance, another excellent level.

After everyone was severely hit by his mecha warrior talent, they were ravaged again.

It turns out that there are really people in the world who can do anything.

Maybe this is the monster often talked about in fairy tales.

Faced with the shock, confusion, surprise, envy, jealousy and hatred of these people, Ren Zhong felt a little puzzled.

Isn't it simple?

He didn't know it was so easy to become a dismantler until he tried it.

Just like a butcher, you only need to use your brain to memorize the physiological structure of those beasts, and then like a surgeon, use the mere brain response index of 51.3 and the insignificant hand stability to operate like a full-body armor. , wouldn’t it be enough to convey commands smoothly through the five fingers and be integrated with the gloves?

He found the feeling after just two simple attempts. He really didn't understand why everyone was so panicked and looked like they had never seen the world.

In short, considering that the team's ability to continuously cross levels to challenge the second-level Ruins was mainly due to Ren Zhong's explosive performance, the others in the team unanimously decided to give him 50 contribution points. The other five people divide the remaining 100.

Everyone had to admit that after this "census officer" who conducted a private interview incognito became a temporary member of the team as if for fun, the entire team's mental outlook and professional standards had improved to a higher level.

Putting aside the hidden high-level relationships, Ren Zhong brought about changes to the team by relying solely on his personal ability, which was not as bad as that of Lei Che, or even more.

This kind of psychology of the people is commonly known as "dependence".

…

After selling the things and dividing the stolen goods, Zheng Tian said that she had something to do temporarily and stopped eating with everyone, and she didn't know where she went.

Ou Youning and Bai Feng each went to meet their lovers. They were both passionate young men in their prime of life. There was always lingering lingering after a war and they needed to find a gentle haven to rest.

Chen Hanyu seemed to be stimulated, or maybe because he finally saved enough money, he went to the arms mall to buy secondary disassembly gloves.

In the small courtyard, only two men, Ren Zhong and Wen Lei, were left staring with big eyes.

Wen Lei held the bowl and took big mouthfuls of the mixture of synthetic minced meat and organic matter in the oversized bowl.

This food is more nutritious and more expensive than the food of the poor people at the bottom, but the taste is almost the same.

"Brother Ren, I have decided that starting from tonight, I also want to go to the intermediate area of ​​the training ground to practice for four hours every day."

Wen Lei, whose mouth was full of food, spoke vaguely.

Ren Zhong, who was the first to finish his meal and was looking down at his tablet computer to teach himself about being a dismantler, was startled. He put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Are you stimulated?"

Wen Lei nodded, then shook his head, "It can't be said to be stimulated. My current brain-machine synchronization rate is 15%, my brain response index is just 40, my carrying power is 33.2 kilowatts, and my physical fitness index is 46. I am still far from being a level two warrior. But everyone seems to want to compete in this month’s assessment, and I...I’m a little unwilling to do so.”

As he spoke, Wen Lei, a 2.26 meter tall man, subconsciously rubbed his pocket watch with the hand holding the chopsticks.

Ren Zhong subconsciously asked: "Why is there such a big difference between your carrying power and physical fitness index?"

Wen Lei put down the hand holding the pocket watch and sighed, "Brother Ren, have you heard Manager Ju tell me about the joke I made during the test? Alas, the initial value of my synchronization rate is 13%, but more than half a year has passed, and it is still Only 15%. The synchronization rate is too low, which is the reason why the disparity between my carrying power and physical fitness index is too large."

Ren Zhong pinched his fingers and said, "With all your efforts, you will be able to practice for eight more nights before the exam. You have just enough money, but will you be able to reach level two with this?"

Wen Lei clenched his fist and said, "I want to turn on the load mode of the intensive training armor to the highest level and lift it forcibly for a while. In addition, I also want to be like you, Brother Ren, and have a hearty and back-and-forth fight with the robot for four hours. Ren Brother, if a person in a high position like you can persevere, I think I can no longer be weak. I want to learn from you!"

Ren Zhong: "Aren't you very tired today?"

Wen Lei shook his head, "But I can still persevere. I think that if you work hard like this, even if the parameters are close to each other during the assessment, there is still a chance that you will be lucky enough to pass. After all, the professional title assessment is about combat ability. It’s not a parameter. I’ve heard of a mecha warrior named Sid Meier, he’s very powerful.”

Seeing how he wanted to risk everything, Ren Zhong's lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything.

"Well, come on, come on. Tell me when you have no money, and I will help you pay the bill. If it is convenient then, I will also help you ask Ju Qingmeng for some nutritious meals."

"Well! Thank you, Brother Ren."

"polite."

Thanks to the two alliance leaders, Chu Xuan, the wise man of Mending Sky, and Howling Wolf Shanghai! ! !