Resurrection Empire

In the private reception room on the second floor of the town government tower, Ren Zhong and Ma Dafu sat opposite each other.

Ma Xiaoling originally wanted to accompany him, but was rejected by the old fat man.

She was so angry that she was helpless.

There was an antique tea table in the middle of the room, with steaming and fragrant hot tea on it.

This tea is not a popular product sold in supply and marketing cooperatives, it is Comrade Lao Ma's private collection.

Just smelling the water vapor made Ren Zhong feel relaxed and happy.

As a fourth-level citizen who could never be reached by the deserted people, Ma Dafu was certainly qualified to enjoy life.

"Mr. Ren, please have some tea."

Ma Dafu made a gesture of invitation.

Ren Zhong picked up the tea and took a sip. A wonderful aroma of both sweet and bitter tea bloomed on his tongue.

"How is the taste?"

Madafu asked with a smile.

According to the rules, he should be interrogating Ren Zhong in the interrogation room on the first floor.

But he made the rules, so the place where the two met was changed to this reception room.

The interrogation that would make ordinary people laugh out loud has become a happy tea party.

Ren Zhong put down the cup, "Good tea. But..."

"but what?"

"It's so good."

Ma Dafu was a little shocked, but nodded quickly, "It's really good. Just this one cup is enough for an ordinary deserter to eat and drink for two or three months."

Since Ma Dafu took the initiative to point out the subtext, it means that Ren Zhong's previous speculation was completely correct.

Although Lao Ma lives a luxurious life as a senior citizen, he has mysteriously developed a personality that maintains sympathy for the poor people at the bottom.

After drinking the tea and saying hello, it was already approaching nine o'clock at night. Ma Dafu decided to speed up the process and get straight to the point, "Mr. Ren, what is your main purpose of coming to see me today?"

Ren Zhong asked, "Didn't I get captured by the guards?"

Comrade Lao Ma narrowed his eyes.

"Although you and I have only met once, I, Ma Dafu, have always been very good at judging people. When we first met, I saw that you had a bookish air about you. You are also a very smart person with a high emotional intelligence."

"If you really just wanted to kill someone, you could have done it quietly and done it without anyone noticing. You could, but you didn't. Instead, you chose to do it in public. This is not in line with the behavioral mechanism of a person like you, and it shows that you The real purpose is to see me."

"We talked about the census officer the day before yesterday. I showed my clear concern. You have been observing me. I am also observing you. I know you care about it too. You once said that if I need someone to give me advice, I will come to you. . You gave me a clear hint. I also know that you and Sun Miao used to be colleagues and have an irreversible relationship."

"Sun Miao is not a simple person, and neither are you. You used the excuse of killing evil people to see me. The first purpose is because you waited for me for three days and did not wait for me to ask you for advice. The second purpose is I want to use this matter to test my nature and judge whether I am trustworthy."

"How is it? Mr. Ren, am I right?"

Ren Zhong picked up the cup again and took another sip, "That's right. I really want to know what will happen in Spark Town next."

He thought to himself, we cannot underestimate the heroes of the world!

Just an ordinary mayor has such an IQ!

If this is true, then the iron walls of this world’s systems are too daunting!

At the same time, he was also feeling lucky.

First, Fatty Ma should not be a werewolf.

Second, not only does he have a brain, but he can also be reborn.

Of course, Comrade Lao Ma still missed one level.

It is true that he came here for the sake of the relationship between the census officer and Xinghuo Town, and it is true that after waiting for three days without any movement, and unable to find a reasonable opportunity to meet Lao Ma, he simply took advantage of the situation and broke the law and sent himself to the town government.

After all, Lao Ma also got reliable and important information from his job, so Lao Ma would definitely sell his favor and settle a minor trouble that was not a big deal.

In this way, it is logical that I owe Lao Ma a favor.

Then when Lao Ma is in trouble and needs help, he will think of himself as a smart person who owes him a favor.

Sometimes, taking the initiative to owe others a favor is also a way to build closer relationships.

Once we get closer and become one of Lao Ma's staff, we will know the truth about the crisis hidden in Spark Town, and we will be able to uncover another layer of fog covering the surface of the huge world of Source Star.

Madafu himself took a sip of tea, "In three months, Spark Town will definitely be banned. Although this is unreasonable, it is an undeniable fact. I originally thought that it would only be reduced to temporary deserters at most. quota, alas.”

"So Mayor Ma, what news have you heard?"

"I can only be sure of one thing at the moment. The boss of Spark Resources has received the news in advance. As for everything else, nothing more."

"No sign?"

"Yes, but none of them are certain."

"Then after Starfire Town is banned, where will the desert people go?"

"In the wild, and there is basically no other small town nearby that can accommodate a population of 20,000. In the end, there may be at most one or two thousand people who are lucky enough to enter other small towns, and another one or two thousand who can pass through the beast zone. Go and live temporarily in the desert tribe more than 400 kilometers away from here. These people are basically scavengers with a certain fighting ability. As for the others..."

Ren Zhong: "Will everyone die?"

"One out of ten does not save one."

"Is there any possibility of a turnaround in the census?"

From the above, Ren Zhong had already deduced that his real purpose was to ask what kind of mechanism the census was.

This is not stated clearly in the watch, but it is common sense that everyone who grows up in this world should know.

He couldn't speak, so he could only make insinuations.

Madafu shook his head, "It's difficult."

"How to say?"

"Mr. Ren, you used to live in a big city, so you may not know much about it. No matter what is hidden behind it, in short, in all census links. Population reproduction trend, fertility rate, average IQ of the population, mental outlook, material output, etc. All parameters have certain reference value. But the most important thing is the evaluation of professional development index. Five-level professionals must be born among the desert people in the town, and these five-level professionals must defeat those who come for the combat strength assessment. Another fifth-level professional must be willing to vouch for the town, so that he can prove that the desolate people in this town have unique potential and value, and then the process of banning them can be interrupted."

Ren Zhong was surprised, "That's very difficult."

Level 5, less than three months.

Ridiculous indeed to him.

At present, among the desolate people in the town, the ones who are most likely to meet the standards mentioned by Ma Dafu are the masters in the professional team such as Lin Wang.

But these people obviously knew about it but turned a blind eye.

The professional team and Spark Resources may have already arranged a retreat, and may even be one of the culprits.

Even if Lin Wang and others were promoted, it would be impossible for them to do this. They would just ignore the matter and ignore it.

Ren Zhong did not naively ask why, since experts were needed, Madafu allowed the professional team to suppress the semi-professional team and stifle the genius.

In a world full of wild beasts, there must be its own natural laws of the jungle.

Since Ma Dafu is so smart, there is no way he doesn't know what is happening under his nose.

There must be a reason why he didn't care.

"Well, it's getting late, so I won't bother you."

After chatting, Ren Zhong stood up and was about to leave.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the reception room, and the clerk's voice came from outside.

"Mayor, there are many deserters outside the town hall. They want to guarantee Mr. Ren and prove his innocence."

The two people in the room looked at each other.

Ma Dafu had no displeasure on his face about being "forced into the palace" by the Huang people. He only smiled and said: "Sure enough, the best way to gain the recognition of other Huang people is to kill evil people. If there is nothing we can do after three months, I will I hope Mr. Ren that you can take more people away to where you want them to go. If I can live one more life, it will not be in vain that I have been guarding this town for so many years."

Ren nodded but did not answer.

He knew that Comrade Lao Ma still guessed his origin wrongly.

Where can I go?

No matter how big this source star is, I am the one who is truly homeless.

Times have not changed, and it is hell wherever you go.

Walking out of the town house side by side with Ma Dafu, Ren Zhong looked at the hundreds of people kneeling densely under the steps, and his steps suddenly sank on the spot.

His scalp was numb.

They should all be here.

As expected, these people are basically victims of the strong man named Huang.

Just a desolate man who gained a little bit of strength and jumped out of the quagmire, and suddenly the size of the ants in the ant colony suddenly became larger, and he was able to enslave, exploit and oppress so many of his former kind in just one year.

Madafu looked at Ren Zhong approvingly, his eyes seeming to praise him for a good job.

The heavy responsibility brings a chill to the top of my forehead.

More than a hundred people had a deep grudge against the strong man surnamed Huang, and were even willing to come here to kneel down for themselves, the man who avenged them, but no one raised the butcher's knife.

Each of you would have fought to death with just one sword!

You have the courage to kneel down, but why don’t you have the courage to unite and fight for all!

If you only know how to kneel, then if a person named Huang dies today, there will definitely be others named Blue, white, and black in the future.

Can I kill everyone?

Simply pathetic!

He wanted to get these people up and tell them that there was dignity below the knees.

But he didn't do that after all.

He is still a long way from awakening the collective consciousness of resistance.

Ren Zhong even knew that if he dared to say something heartfelt at a time like this, he was afraid that he would be taken away by hunters in the next second.

This world can tolerate individuals having appropriate kindness within the rules, but it can never tolerate groups having the will to resist.

He just walked quickly through the crowd and said at the same time: "You all go back. I have been acquitted."

Before the words were spoken, the others had already left.

He didn't want to see the eyes of these numb souls, begging for grace on their knees and being satisfied.

So humbling.

…

At five o'clock in the morning, there was a crackling sound inside the armor.

Ren Zhong hurriedly opened the helmet cover, pulled out the palm-sized instrument that was emitting sparks and lightning, and threw it out like a grenade.

After another nearly eight hours of hard work overnight, the scrapped amplifier that Ju Qingmeng installed for him finally came to an end.

Fortunately, his carrying power has reached 10.7 kilowatts, exceeding the minimum value for a first-level warrior, and no amplifier is needed.

At this time, his brain response index was 53.3 and his physical fitness index was 13.4.

The brain-computer synchronization rate cannot be tested, but it must have exceeded 20%, starting a new round of rise.

Ren Zhong perfectly disassembled the chip of the second-level Ruin Beast in front of him and counted the results.

Very good, after deducting costs and taxes, today's net income is 48.7 points, and the account balance reaches 477.81.

This afternoon I will copy another stock, clear the position at 3:30 in the afternoon, and drive the Thunder Truck at 4:30. Then I can go straight to Shuya Mountain to speed up development and avoid future troubles.

A stable horse.