Resurrection Empire

After buying the stock, Ren Zhong immediately took the next step and went straight to the city wall near the north gate of the town.

At this time, the boy and his mother were having dinner in the room.

As soon as Ren Zhong stood at the door, he heard the old lady's scolding coming from inside.

Knock on the door.

After waiting for a few seconds, the wooden door opened, and the confused boy stuck his head out.

Ren Zhong pretended to be surprised, "Hey, I've seen you before. What a coincidence."

The young man rubbed his hands cautiously, "Sir, what do you want from me?"

Ren Zhong pointed at the supply and marketing cooperative transport truck that was unloading goods next to him, and said: "I'm going to build a house here. But I'm busy and don't have time to build it myself. Guys, you help me build it. After it's built, I'll give you 3 contribution points. How about it?"

The young man was stunned on the spot.

The story that followed was basically the same as last time, but Ren Zhong asked a few more questions before leaving.

"By the way, you seem to be short of money. What do you want to save money for? Can you tell me about it?"

The young man nervously looked back at the door and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ren, I want to buy a second-hand rapid-fire machine gun. I asked someone about it. It only costs 10 points, which is exactly 3 contribution points short. I thought it would take a long time to save. It's been a long time, Mr. Ren, you have helped me a lot."

Ren Zhongzao suddenly realized, "I see. In this case, don't sacrifice the near and the far away. I will take care of the gun purchase for you later. I only need 10 o'clock from you and get you a 90% new one. How about it?" "

"This..." the young man quickly shook his head, "How can this be done? Ninety-percent new ones cost at least fifteen points, I... you have already given me a very high reward. I can no longer take advantage of you."

Ren Zhong laughed loudly and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Look what you said. As long as you finish the house for me, I will be happy. So what if I give you a hand? Come on! Work hard! As long as you are willing to work hard, I’ll take you with me from now on!”

The young man was stunned for a long time.

His intuition told him that the kindness of the man in front of him came too suddenly, like a conspiracy.

But he couldn't figure out what the other party could do to him.

Money?

impossible.

The compensation offered by this gentleman was fifteen times the normal price! Definitely a money-spending owner!

Something else? But don’t I have nothing?

"Mr. Ren, are you telling the truth?"

Ren Zhong asked, "What can I lie to you about?"

The young man scratched his head and said, "That's right."

"But just because I am a good person, you can't be defenseless against everyone. In this small town, for many people, 10 contribution points is a huge sum of money. You have to pay attention to protecting yourself."

The young man subconsciously felt that Ren Zhong's words were somewhat contradictory, but he still nodded honestly, "Yes, I remember."

After a long time, Ren Zhong left with a happy mood.

This young man has already passed his test completely.

Ren Zhong is temporarily unable to save everyone, so he will start with the people around him.

Afterwards, Ren Zhong went to the arms mall without stopping.

A training armor set, a matching battery, and a magnetic storm dust grenade, with a total cost of 72 points.

He didn't meet Ju Qingmeng when he was shopping, only an ordinary teller dealt with him.

This is normal.

Ju Qingmeng is the top leader of the arms mall, and he is not an ordinary employee who can be called around by just anyone.

After buying the things, Ren Zhong thought about it and didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he said to the teller: "By the way, I also want to test the mecha warrior talent."

The teller raised his head and glanced at Ren Zhong, "This requires the operation of precision instruments. I don't have the authority. The manager must come."

The teller looked back at the manager's office with the closed door next to the counter, "Sorry, our manager is in a bad mood today. You can try your luck another day."

Ren Zhong decisively added money, "I'll give you a tip of 1 point before tax."

"Sir, please come in!"

ten minutes later.

Ju Qingmeng, a cold-faced strong woman, stared at the cabinet monitor expressionlessly and curled her lips, "The initial brain-machine synchronization rate is 10%, which is useless."

Ren Zhong: "Ah this..."

No!

That's not what you said last time!

Ren Zhong clearly remembered that the last time she tested the initial synchronization rate, she praised the same number with a smile, "10%, not bad, just up to standard."

It was "good" last time, but it's "waste" this time!

The difference between the two times is that he did not wear the skin of a census officer, nor was the mayor Ma Dafu personally leading the way.

The treatment varies greatly.

The world is too real.

Seeing the unbelievable and unacceptable look on Ren Zhong's face, Ju Qingmeng waved his hands impatiently, "What, this and that. You don't think you can measure 19.9%, do you? Are you dreaming? Initial synchronization rate If you only get 10%, it means that it is basically impossible for you to become a mecha warrior above level three. I call you a waste, are you still not convinced?"

Ren Zhong squirted all over her face, but his mind subconsciously recalled the way she looked shy in her gauze pajamas that night...

"No, this is the situation. Before this afternoon, I was still a terminally ill patient, and I have just been cured by Dr. Sun Miao. I am still very weak, but I am recovering quickly."

Ju Qingmeng looked Ren Zhong up and down, "You look very pale now. In this way, you can take the test again when you have recovered a little. It is recommended that you only strengthen your body before this, and don't use training armor, otherwise the data will be inaccurate. . I saw you in this situation last year, there was a person..."

Poor Wen Lei died again.

At this moment, Ju Qingmeng's eyes drifted to the cabinet monitor again and he exclaimed.

"Hey! It's 11%? Is there something wrong with the data just now? Just lie down and don't move, and I'll take the test again."

…

Half an hour later, Ju Qingmeng looked at the 12.3% brain-machine synchronization rate on the monitor and was speechless for a long time.

She has never seen such a person, who can measure the initial value and then increase it while measuring. He simply doesn't follow the basic methods.

"Mr. Ren, something is not right with you."

Her attitude changed slightly and she began to use titles.

Seeing that he was almost done, Ren Chong said, "I told you that I am a terminally ill patient who is recovering."

Ju Qingmeng turned around first and glanced at the subordinate who was doing some work beside him, "Get out."

The subordinate slipped out obediently and closed the door behind him.

Ju Qingmeng: "In this case, I will give you an additional set of data to test."

"What?"

"A few others. No charge from you."

"Okay, thank you."

A few minutes later, Ren Zhong and Ju Qingmeng looked at the four sets of numbers on the cabinet display.

The brain-computer synchronization rate was 12.5%, an increase of 0.2%.

The bioelectricity carrying power is 1.03 kilowatts.

Brain response index 52.9.

The comprehensive physical fitness index is 5.07.

Everything else was fine, except that the brain reaction index was a bit insanely high.

"Mr. Ren, who are you? Your brain-machine synchronization rate is very strange, and you have not recovered so quickly. Your brain reaction index is not at the level that a normal person should have! What is your relationship with Sun Miao? ?”

Ju Qingmeng looked at Ren Zhong with scrutinizing eyes.

Ren Zhong sighed, "Do you know, Manager Ju, the specific situation of Dr. Sun?"

Ju Qingmeng nodded, "Of course. People like him must submit complete files when moving into the town."

Ren nodded, "He and I are in similar situations. We used to be colleagues doing research together."

"I see. But as far as I know, the Mengdu Group has not developed a drug that can improve the brain reaction index for a long time. In your case..."

"I'm born with it."

"What! This is impossible!"

"But isn't what you saw the truth? Why should I lie to you?"

"Then you should be a highly-used genius, but why did you come to Spark Town?"

Ren Zhong sighed, "Alas, I offended someone, was deprived of my qualifications as a citizen and researcher, and was even exiled. Now I am just a desolate man with nothing. I had to leave my hometown and come to Spark Town. Alas, I just want to take root here. Come down and live your life again. I regret that I didn’t study medicine at the beginning, so I couldn’t be a doctor like Sun Miao. My professional abilities have no place in a small town, but I have to find a way to survive, so I can only Transform into a combat professional."

Ju Qingmeng was silent for a long time and said slowly: "At least I am still a second-class citizen now. You are worse off than me, but you are stronger than me."

Ren Zhong smiled and said, "What does this have to do with it? Don't you see that so many people are working hard to live? Since I am still alive, it is not the time to give up on life. There is a saying. ,There is always a way out?"

"Well. Mr. Ren, I suspect that your initial synchronization rate exceeds 15%. You have a chance to become a fifth-level professional. You also have a unique talent for brain reaction. Believe in yourself, you can do it. Real talent, no It will be easily buried.”

"Well! Thank you for your encouragement. Come on!"

Another half an hour later, Ren Zhong was carrying a first-class alloy war blade, wearing a complete set of balanced basic exoskeletons with amplifiers, and rode away on a single-soldier wheeled motorcycle worth 20 contribution points that had just been recovered from the arms mall. people.

Now his carrying power is too low and he cannot control the first-level exoskeleton.

If you want to force it to wear, you can only install an amplifier.

The amplifier was installed by Ju Qingmeng himself. The parts he chose were recycled parts that were about to expire after being rummaged in the corner of the warehouse, and he only received a scrap cost of 10 contribution points.

The original price of the individual motorcycle was 40 contribution points. After replacing it with a second-hand product, Ren Zhong only spent 20 points. He didn't encounter such a good thing last time. It must have been bought by someone early.

As for other combat equipment, it is brand new. Counting exoskeletons, batteries and weapons, the total cost is 180 points.

Ju Qingmeng also took the initiative to help him return his useless training armor at the original price.

After frantically slicing my hands, I now only have 7.36 contribution points left in my pocket. When I walk, I feel like there is a cool breeze pouring into my pants pocket.

When Zheng Tian arrived at the gate of the town house, Ren Zhong was leaning on his motorcycle and taking big gulps of nutritional ointment.

Brother Sun was so generous that he gave me three bottles, so there was no need to save.

Now that we have obtained the equipment, we have to start working overtime tonight. This is the saying goes before the soldiers and horses are moved and food and grass are used.

Turbo boost, start.

"Mr. Ren, you..."

Zheng Tian was very surprised when she saw Ren Zhong's fully armed appearance.

Ren Zhong smiled, "I will settle down in Spark Town from now on. Let's take good care of each other."