Resurrection Empire

Yu Jin cried for a long time.

Ren Zhong did not comfort him.

This doesn't make sense.

After a long time, Yu Jin finally let go of his hand, lowered his head and stood up again.

"Mr. Ren, tell me, whose fault is this? I have hatred in my heart and want to take revenge, but I can't find anyone to take revenge on."

Ren Zhong remained silent.

Yu Jin: "I think there's something wrong with this, but I don't know where the problem lies. I hate it so much... I hate this..."

Ren Zhong rushed forward and covered Yu Jin's mouth.

"Don't say it, don't say it out loud, keep it in your heart."

Ren Zhong said slowly.

Yu Jin tried to struggle.

But now Ren Zhong's physical fitness index is over 140, and he is very strong, and he can't break free.

Ren Zhong lowered his voice: "I understand your anger, but now is not the time. It is not enough, we are not strong enough. We can't do anything now. Keep living with your mother's sake, and don't erase the last part of her sacrifice. significance."

Ren Zhong's tone was very soft, and his eyes drifted towards the north gate of the town.

That Hunter must still be busy working there.

Ren Zhong was also trying hard to imitate Chen Hanyu's tone when he talked about the old people's destination.

His tone was also calm, but there was something different in the same tone.

Yu Jin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes widening wider and wider, filled with lingering sadness, boiling anger, and a trace of indescribable realization.

After a long time, Ren Zhong let go.

"Mr. Ren, I understand."

"That's good, I understand. Then let's go first?"

"Well, don't worry, I'm fine."

When Ren Zhong was about to step out of the room, Yu Jin said from behind: "Mr. Ren, I won't live in the house next door."

Let's go back again.

The dim light of the morning sun shone in through the window lattice, tearing out a diamond shape on the ground.

The edges of the rhombus spread inwards.

At the junction of white and black, Yu Jin stood there, his calves shining in the sun, and his upper body submerged in darkness.

Although he was talking to Ren Zhong, his eyes were wandering elsewhere with nostalgia, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Ren nodded, "Yeah. Okay."

"Mr. Ren."

"Um?"

"I will not let my mother's death be meaningless. I will become stronger as soon as possible until I can follow in your footsteps. Starting tomorrow, our morning hunting will also stop. I am dragging you down. You really need to rest .I’ll come back to you when I feel like I can.”

Yu Jin didn't say it clearly, but the meaning was clear enough.

He woke up.

Ren Zhong thought for a while, "You come to the arms mall to see me in the evening, and I will give you a gun. Here is the starting capital of 2,000 points, take it. Now I give you the first order!"

"Um."

"Give me as much strength as you can make."

Yu Jin: "Okay sir."

Walking out of the room, Ren Zhong thought for a moment.

There will be two possibilities for Yu Jin next.

Or die early within seven days.

If he survives, he will bloom like a meteor and participate in the inevitable battle between himself and Lin Wang.

Ren Zhong was also thinking that if he died accidentally in the future and he was given another chance to choose, he should pay more attention to details to save Yu Jin's mother's life.

Even though he knew that his mother's death would inevitably further stimulate the boy's potential and accelerate his awakening in advance.

But Ren Zhong didn't want him to be enlightened in this way.

What he wants is not a Yu Jin who thrives on hatred.

Pure hatred can only last for a while, not for a lifetime.

True awakening should be based on greater faith.

But it is impossible for Ren Zhong to defeat Yu Jin just by forcefully instilling a world view.

His own worldview took 23 years of accumulation in the 21st century to gradually form, allowing him to understand things that others could not understand and establish ideals that others could not imagine.

Yu Jin still has a long way to go.

As for this time, since the matter has come to this, let the young man try to burn as much as he wants and give it a try.

Back in the Benlei car that blocked the alley but no one complained, Chen Hanyu finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ren, actually I want to know what you are pursuing."

Ren Zhong looked back at her clear eyes, "I will tell you after I have avenged you."

"Well, I'll wait. But actually..."

"Actually what?"

"My thoughts are the same as Yu Jin's. Although I don't quite understand what you want to do, I will always follow you. You are different from everyone else in this world..."

Ren Zhong covered Chen Hanyu's mouth again, "Don't say it out loud. Just think about it in your heart."

Under the sudden attack, Chen Hanyu suddenly opened his eyes wide and nodded stupidly to show that he understood.

"Remember it in the future too."

Chen Han said: "Yeah."

In the evening, Ren Zhongzheng was communicating with Ju Qingmeng in the arms mall.

"Do you really want to buy this fang heavy sniper for the little guy?"

Ren nodded, raised his fang next to the consignment shelf, and tried to weigh it. The weight was very heavy.

The large sniper rifle has a slender body and is dark gray in color. There are obvious scratches on the barrel and grip, making it look slightly old.

This is a level three heavy sniper that is 80% new.

The butt is engraved with three letters, "BLH".

He replied: "Yes. This gun has been well maintained and its performance has not deteriorated. He is a good guy."

"But it's too reluctant. Although the fangs themselves have a buffer design, they are still too powerful. Generally, a gunsmith who can wear a level three biological and chemical combat uniform can withstand its recoil. That little guy can't control this one. gun."

Ren Zhong: "So I want to buy him another level 3 biological and chemical combat suit. Anyway, these two things are put together. The gun is 50% off the new price, 4000. The combat suit is 50% off, 2000. Please give me more add a……"

"Don't count on the amplifier. The gunsmith is different from the mecha warrior. He just needs the biochemical suit to assist in counteracting the recoil. The biochemical suit itself has certain non-Newtonian fluid properties and will harden when it is impacted. In addition, the electric current stimulation of the biochemical suit is At the moment of shooting, it acts on the gunner's body, causing its muscles and mechanical tissues to instantly tighten and then relax, thereby obtaining better buffering capacity. The principle is this. You mecha warriors can pull more force at the expense of delay time. It has high power, but the biochemical suit cannot do it. If a first-level gunsmith wears a third-level biochemical suit, he will probably be burned alive by the electric current after just a few shots."

Ren Zhong thought about it for a long time.

He thought to himself that anyway, with Yu Jin's character and the binding state of the two, if he himself died, Yu Jin would indeed not survive.

Burning to death in a battle is more meaningful than being crushed without any resistance.

"It's okay, let's buy it. That's it."

Yu Jin arrived on a motorcycle, and Ren Zhong handed the gun and combat uniform into his hands, "Take it, these two pieces of equipment are level three. From now on, these will be your trump cards. Now you also have a formal watch. There are some precautions when using it, I won’t go into details with you, you can study it yourself when you go back.”

Yu Jin was stunned, "This... how much did this cost in total?"

Ren Zhong: "Not much, a few thousand points. I have money."

Yu Jin was silent for a moment, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"Okay, you wrap these two things with cloth first, and then go to the training ground nearby to find a private intermediate area to try your hand at aiming from the air. Be careful not to let others see it."

"Um!"

After Jin left, Ju Qingmeng said: "Actually, there are other models of third-level firearms with smaller buffering force, not just this heavy sniper type. Even if it is brand new, you can actually afford it. Why do you have to Should I choose second-hand tusks?”

Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes, "Two reasons. First, because it is the gun used by Bei Lihui."

"Um?"

"The fangs have the same combat style as the Manticore-191 in Bei Lihui's hands now. Secondly, this characteristic of killing with one hit also suits Yu Jin. I have observed him for a long time, and although he performs well with the rapid-fire type Yes, but it wastes his extraordinary ability to see weaknesses. By the way, although these two things are consigned by Bei Lihui, can you hold down his money for a few days and then call them over?"

At this point, Ju Qingmeng has fully understood Ren Zhong's plan, "Bei Lihui has been selling these two things in the mall on consignment for half a year, and no one in Xinghuo Town can easily afford them. Of course, he doesn't care much about the money. , otherwise he will go to Wang Zhaofu, a wandering businessman. Since you said it, it doesn’t matter if I wait for seventeen or eighteen days before paying him."

"Yeah. Thank you."

"Thank you, let's go to my office together. I have some information that I want to reveal to you that is not convenient for others to hear."

Ren nodded.

The two of them immediately understood each other.

Lin Wang's team is all composed of level 4 professionals, and their equipment is almost all level 4 configuration. The sources are much more complex than those of ordinary teams.

Some were purchased from arms malls, some were purchased from higher administrative units, and some were purchased from long-term wandering merchants on the black market.

Ju Qingmeng believed that although Lin Wang had restrained his "lover relationship" in the past, the situation had changed again.

With heavy responsibility, the good bird chose a tree to roost and "betrayed" Lin Wang.

With Lin Wang's temperament, there is no doubt that conflicts will break out in the future. It is always good to prepare for a rainy day.

Of course she would provide all the information on her side to Ren Zhong.

In the office, the two sat side by side.

Ju Qingmeng opened the sales list, filtered out all the equipment purchased by Lin Wang's account, and began to analyze and explain its performance to Ren Zhong one by one, and provide technical reference when Ren Zhong simulated the combat plan below.

The two continued to discuss this until half past ten at night.

Ju Qingmeng looked at the time and was about to propose that he not go back tonight, continue chatting for a while, and then sleep in the same room like last time.

The watch that I never expected to be responsible for suddenly sounded and vibrated slightly.

Ren Zhong stood up and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You are indeed a fourth-level team, but you are rich. I didn't expect them to buy so much special equipment from you alone. I have an appointment tonight, so I will go back first. Come back tomorrow." Looking for you."

Ju Qingmeng felt a little disappointed, "Well, I'll take you out."

The two of them walked out of the closed door of the arms mall that had already closed.

A large motorboat is parked at the door.

Ma Xiaoling, with a piece of horsetail grass in her mouth, sat lazily on the motorboat, facing the mall gate, with her legs wide open, her left foot on the ground, her right foot on the back seat, her right elbow resting on her knee, and her hand in her hand. He was holding a small tablet and tilted his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

Seeing that it was Ma Xiaoling waiting outside, Ju Qingmeng was slightly startled, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

When he noticed that the door was open and Ren Zhong walked out, Ma Xiaoling stopped and said, "What the hell, it took so long to come out."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ren Zhong first rubbed his sleeves against the dirty back seat, then sat astride it, then leaned forward naturally as he got used to it, wrapped his left arm around Ma Xiaoling's waist, and waved to Ju Qingmeng, "Manager Ju, please go back early. Rest, I’m leaving first.”

"Um."

…

"What are you going to talk to my dad about tonight?"

"No comment."

"Believe it or not, I will throw you off?"

"Captain Ma, although my strength is not as good as yours, I am still a serious second-level mecha warrior now, and my hands are very stable."

"So annoying."

"This just shows that I am trustworthy when I keep my mouth shut. What your father needs is someone like me."

…

Ren Zhong and Ma Dafu didn't chat for long before they left the town house again and took the car carrying guard captain Ma Xiaoling back to the small courtyard.

Today it was Ma Dafu who he took the initiative to contact.

It was Ma Dafu who approved Yu Jin’s mother to donate her quota to her son.

But Lao Ma already knew that the small town census was hopeless.

This made Ren Zhong once again question his perception of Fatty Ma's character.

The other party is his chosen important partner, and he has a heavy responsibility and needs to be tested more or less to determine his future course of action.

Lying in his armed sleeping cabin, Ren Zhong began to recall every bit of the conversation between the two.

Madafu gave him an explanation.

Although I know the outcome, for the purpose of maintaining the temporary stability of the town, the news cannot be leaked, let alone show any abnormality.

The number of temporary deserters in the town is always limited.

But every year new babies grow into adults.

It is not just this year that the elderly and barren people work together to work for the Mengdu Group. This has been happening for many years, and it is a common practice in countless small towns.

Changing the routine rashly will inevitably arouse suspicion.

So he approved all applications as usual.

"This can at least leave some money for others. This money is an important start-up capital for the young people in the town. Zheng Tian in your team relied on this money to slowly build a semi-professional team. "

Ren nodded to show that he understood, and then left.

Ma Dafu's views on these matters are no different from Chen Hanyu, even more cold-blooded.

Ren Zhong found the difference between himself and Lao Ma.

Lao Ma's sympathy for the weak is just sympathy, and perhaps a little bit of atonement.

All he cares about is that as many of the desolate people in the town survive as possible. As for the price he has to pay to survive, he doesn't care.

My own sympathy is not just sympathy.

Before falling asleep, Ren Zhong sighed slightly.

Lao Ma is still trustworthy.

People like Lao Ma are actually the pinnacle of morality in this world, but they are destined to stop there.

Without me, this world would indeed be hopeless.

There are only seven days left before Lin Wang comes back, and it's time to complete more preparations in advance.

In fact, he was already a little bored.

He clearly felt that Lin Wang blocked his steps, which was the first hurdle before the long march of thousands of miles.

But he felt it was reasonable and was not discouraged.

If he had appeared before or fled to another place now, he would not have been in Xinghuo Town, and there would have been Lin Buwang and Senwang instead of Lin Wang.

There is no difference.

There are no shortcuts to revolution.