Resurrection Empire

Ren Zhong looked at this peaceful young man from a distance, and was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw a flame on him.

"Yu Jin, what are you doing?"

Ren Zhong stepped forward and said hello.

"Ah! Mr. Ren, why are you here?"

Yu Jin came back to his senses suddenly, and hid the needle, thread and clothes behind his back with a guilty conscience, his face full of embarrassment.

He lowered his head like a child who did something wrong, not daring to raise his eyes to see Ren Zhong.

When Mr. Ren handed the gun to himself, he said that he hoped that he would have real combat power as soon as possible, but now he is doing needlework here.

He felt that Mr. Ren might be swearing.

At this time, Yu Jin's mother was more sophisticated.

The old woman quickly stood up from the sewing machine, with a big smile on her face, she danced and said to her son: "Mr. Ren, why are you here? It's like this, I'm a bit busy here, and Yu Jin just happens to be free. I forced him to help. Hahahaha, this is too difficult for him, a little boy. Hahahaha! Why are you still standing there, Mr. Ren must be looking for you for something, so hurry up and follow if you don’t put your things down!"

She said while tugging at Yu Jin.

Ren Zhong stared at this slightly mundane old lady with a flattering tone, and was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, he remembered the old man's suicide note.

The other party seemed cowardly and cowardly, cowering, humbled in the earth, yet had the courage to face death.

Ren Zhong smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay. I have nothing to do. I just have a rare free time tonight, so I will go home for dinner. It just so happens that Yu Jin helped me build a house in our neighborhood. Tonight we Let's eat together, I ordered a delicious takeaway, and accidentally ordered too much. I can't finish it by myself."

"Ah this..."

The old woman was dumbfounded.

Among the desolate people at the bottom of the town, almost everyone has never imagined how delicious delicious food should be.

It is said that the price of a big dish there is enough to feed an ordinary barren person for several months.

The barren people at the bottom have exhausted their brains, and they can't even imagine how high, powerful, wealthy and prominent a person who can eat in delicious food is.

The old lady never dreamed that this "noble man" who had just moved here and paid a lot of money for Yu Jin to build a house, and even sold Yu Jin a gun cheaply, was so expensive.

"No no no! How can this be done! We are not worthy, we dare not. This is too much favor! No, no, our supper is ready."

The old woman quickly shook her head and refused.

Yu Jin next to him also waved his hands in shock, "No, Mr. Ren, you are too polite. You have already helped me a lot."

Ren Zhong sternly said, "Then you are not giving me face?"

Mother and son: "Uh..."

……

Yu Jin's mother and son sat on both sides of the Fangzheng dining table, each with their hands on their knees, sitting upright, not daring to speak out.

Mother and son struggled to control their eyes and salivary glands.

But the fragrant white rice smoke, the spicy boiled pork slices, the fragrance of sour bamboo shoots and fish...

These kinds of scents that only exist in imagination constantly stimulate the mother and son who have only dealt with the synthetic food in Tianlong Hi-Tech cafeteria all their lives.

Ren Zhong said hello, and took the lead to pick up the chopsticks, "Eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Forced by Ren Zhongban, the two dared to pick up chopsticks.

Two minutes later, Ren Zhong frowned and put down his chopsticks.

Although he had warmly greeted them, the mother and son did not touch the five dishes at all, but carefully picked rice from the rice bowl with chopsticks like embroidery throughout the whole process.

Really pick.

Go down with one chopstick, pick up three or two grains of rice, and then put it in your mouth to chew slowly, with a sense of satisfaction on your face.

Ren Zhong rolled his eyes.

He stood up abruptly, picked up sliced ​​boiled pork, shredded pork in sauce, and stir-fried cabbage, and slammed them into their rice bowls.

When the two came back to their senses, the rice bowls in front of them had been piled up into two hills.

Except for the sour bamboo shoot fish with thorns, the other three dishes were empty.

Yu Jin's mother panicked.

She quickly stood up and held her bowl again, wanting to shovel the vegetables back into the heavy bowl.

But when she really wanted to use the chopsticks, she hesitated again.

It's not that she can't bear to eat food, but she realizes that it's too much.

She had no choice but to put down the bowls and chopsticks again, and asked at a loss: "Then what do you eat, Mr. Ren?"

Ren Zhong pressed his hand and took out his watch, "Is it delicious? Well, it's me. I just placed an order in the afternoon, yes. Please send me three more dishes. I want the signature dishes, the best three. Hurry up. I haven’t finished the dinner table yet. Do you want to add more money? How much? Oh okay, it’s 45 o’clock in total, right? I’ll turn around right away.”

After hanging up the phone, Ren Zhong pretended to be blank and asked, "Ah? What's the matter? What did you just say?"

The old woman's lips trembled, but she was speechless.

Although she knew that delicacy was very expensive, she had only heard about it. She didn't have a clear idea of ​​how expensive it was.

Now she knows.

This meal is enough for her for a year and a half.

After dinner, Yu Jin was left behind by Ren Zhong, and only said that he had some things to discuss.

The old woman, who was dizzy as if in a dream, couldn't remember how she got back to her home.

She recalled the enthusiasm at the previous dinner table, the undisguised admiration for Jin in her eyes, and the heroic spirit when she was tasked with ordering dishes at dozens of points without batting an eyelid.

Mr. Ren is a big man!

The background is unimaginably big!

As long as Yu Jin follows him, no matter where he goes in the future, he will be able to live, and he will live a very good life!

The old woman rubbed her eyes hard.

There was light in her cloudy eyes.

Chapter 100 He Wasn't Fighting Alone

The next chat between Ren Zhong and Yu Jin was very similar to the last time.

In order for Yu Jin to believe that his appreciation of him was not due to ulterior motives, but because he really valued his talent, Ren Zhong even had to show off his acting skills.

He pretended to be pleasantly surprised, "Hey! That's pretty good, you're almost at the level of a first-class gunsmith in just ten days."

Yu Jin, who was highly praised, scratched his head in embarrassment.

……

"It doesn't matter, killing people is not your fault. In life, there are always some difficulties for last resort. The dismantling master who died at your hands was probably a member of the Mecha Warriors. This was originally a conspiracy of those two. Or Dismantlers also want to steal the chip, which is not a good product.”

Ren Zhong patted Yu Jin on the head.

Sure enough, the little guy became teary again.

His appearance strangely overlaps with the image of the demon god bathed in flames in Ren Zhong's memory, which makes people feel very strange.

Ren Zhong comforted him again, and then brought up the matter of hunting in the morning.

Very well, everything happened again, and the little guy was shocked again, anxious and tender, doubting life.

When Jhin calmed down, he couldn't help asking again: "Mr. Ren, this is for...why?"

Ren Zhong thought about it seriously, "Because I look forward to the day when I will fight side by side with you."

"Huh? Who are you fighting with?"

Ren Zhong really wanted to tell him, "Fight against all the inequalities in the world that drove your mother to death."

But Ren Zhong smiled in the end, and only asked: "Is it important who you fight? Do you need a reason to fight?"

This overly metaphysical question made the little guy a little dizzy.

He pondered for a long time, "Well, that's not important. Mr. Ren's enemy is my enemy."

"For the time being, you can understand it this way, and there is no problem. But in fact, fighting needs a reason, but this is too far away for you. Okay, go back, remember to see you at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Ok sir."

Yu Jin turned around and wanted to leave.

Ren Zhong seemed to have thought of something, and with the air of a big boss on the road, Yu Jin pointed behind his back: "I heard that there are many old people in the town who have a habit of going outside the town to board the Meng The car of the capital group. Your mother is not young. You should enlighten her when you turn around. You tell her that you will be covered by me in the future. No matter what the results of the census are, you can sit back and relax. Don’t stay here. No matter whether you can stay in Xinghuo Town or not, you will have something to eat in the whole world."

Yu Jin paused, nodded his head heavily, "En! Thank you sir for your reminder."

"go Go."

After seeing off Yu Jin, Ren Zhong checked the time, it was about to reach [-]:[-].

He reclined in a chair and connected to the Internet.

Last time I resurrected the final battle of the last short-term speculation, I called it a day.

2205.63 points of funds arrived.

Inventory assets and compare memory.

Ren Zhong thought about it carefully. At this time last time, he would go to the prodigal Ju Qingmeng later to buy a second-level exoskeleton and make some small-scale improvements. A total of 2800 points were spent.

After the fee was deducted, there were only 43 points and a small change left in the account.

Then in reverse, my net worth at that time should be a little more than 2843.

But now he has 4067.21 points in his account, including the 92 points spent on the delicious takeaway, his original total assets should be 4159.21.

4159.21 is 2843 more than the previous 1316.

This is not a surprise, as expected, it is all his labor rewards for his intermittent efforts to sleep after many resurrections.

It was really worthwhile to work hard to buy a Level 1316 watch last time. As many as 1300 of the [-] points are wealth created by Level [-] watches.

Thinking about it carefully, it is really sad that I have worn a first-class watch for so long, but only earn a fraction of it.

Ren Zhong lowered his head to look at the first-class watch he was wearing on his wrist at this time, and it was unpleasant to look left and right.

He pondered for a moment and made a new decision.

He adjusted the general plan again, not replacing the second-level exoskeleton for the time being, and buying a watch first.

So, he went out immediately, first went to the supply and marketing agency to register that he needed to buy a level 10 watch, and at the same time bought a low-end tablet computer for [-] o'clock.

Then he went straight to the town government, intending to ask Ma Dafu for authorization to purchase a Level [-] wristwatch.

By the way, let's find an old horse to make friends.

Oh no, financing.

……

When Ren Zhong arrived at the town mansion, there were a few old men who were dressed plainly or in tatters and hesitated under the steps outside the door. They seemed a little hesitant and struggled.

Ren Zhong had seen such a scene more than once before.

But he didn't care about it at the time, he only thought that these old people had some unspeakable secrets and wanted to ask the mayor for help.

Now Ren Zhong understands that the old people are hesitating whether to register for suicide and transfer the top-ranked temporary barren places to their families.

Ren Zhong frowned slightly, and walked quickly into the office hall of the town government.

At this time, it was not the clerk sitting behind the counter in the office hall, but Madafu himself.

He was not busy, he only rested his elbow on his plump chin, frowning in thought, looking full of thoughts.

He had obviously noticed the group of old people wandering outside the door, and he was struggling with pain in his heart.

He didn't notice until Ren Zhong walked to his counter.

dong dong dong.

Ren Zhong knocked on the counter with his fingers, and Ma Dafu finally came back to his senses, cheering up a little, "Mr. Ren, what do you want from me?"

Ren Zhong pointed out two fingers, "Two things. One business."