Resurrection Empire

He only needs a little subconscious comprehensive and logical thinking to know what suits him best.

Ren Zhong also thought that as long as there is a chance, he must get in touch with real knowledge.

One day, whether as a soldier or as a scholar, he will go to that prosperous city and ask the people in power.

what is this?

He has been dead and dead since he woke up. When communicating with people, he has to guard against this and guard against that. He also has to keep his brain running at a high speed for a long time, to peep at the world from the words of others.He would also be tired, and he would hold it for too long, and his heart was suffocating, but this time, although he vomited for pleasure, seeking kindness and benevolence, Ren Zhong only felt comfortable, and there was a sense of comfort that he vomited for pleasure.

Next time, I have to learn to pretend.

Then I'm going to be reckless.

Immortal body, there should be no taboos.

Before his consciousness sank, Ren Zhong thought so.

Chapter 18 The Mystery of Age

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"Mr. Ren, then, shall we see you in an hour and a half?"

At the gate of Xinghuo Town, Zheng Tian and others bid farewell to Ren Zhong, and felt deeply grateful for their luck today.

If you go out hunting at random, you can actually form a good relationship with a census officer who visits privately in a micro-service, which is also very lucky.

"Going back and forth" Ren Zhong put his hands in his pockets and walked straight forward along the main road leading to the central area of ​​the town.

This time, he delegated the trivial matters of selling crystal wings to Zheng Tian's team.

As for the 10% tax, it doesn't matter.

He was going to talk to Sun Miao about a small target business worth at least 100 contribution points, and he had to leave enough time for negotiation.

A mere 0.08 leftovers, it is time to give up.This is a trade-off.

By the way, Ren Zhong also intends to take the opportunity to observe the situation in the slums more closely. After all, watching the flowers in the car is different from observing closely.

When he entered the town for the first time, he had wandered in the town, but it was too late at that time, there were few new people on the street, and almost everyone was rushing to the centralized sleeping cabin, and there was not much to see.

The meeting time was advanced by another twenty minutes. Although most of the people had already left their huts, there were still a small number of people who were delayed due to other things.

The responsibility went all the way, and looked carefully all the way.

He saw many details that he hadn't noticed in the past.

When watching from a distance, Ren Zhong only felt that people's faces were dull and lifeless.

But as he got closer, he found that in the seemingly chaotic eyes of these desolate people at the bottom, there was still light blooming from time to time.

Someone was asking around, asking if they needed a night watchman tonight.

Others slid down a shed with a ladder, and got paid for repairs from another's makeshift watch.

Others, holding a crumpled book in hand, stood under the eaves of a shed and read it carefully with their heads lowered.

The man turned the pages carefully, as if it were an antique, for fear that the pages would be torn due to excessive movement.

A little curious, Ren Zhong quietly approached this rare scholar, and dazzled his eyes. On the cover was "Spark Town Gunsmith Survival Guide".

This person is very hardworking. Apart from studying in the sleeping space at night, he still never relaxes to learn knowledge during the day.

He wants to change fate.

But as Ren Zhong knows, the employment situation in Xinghuo Town, which has almost no industries, is extremely unsatisfactory.

Whether it is suitable or not, the only option for the barren is to go out and fight the beast.

"You stinky boy, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and go home for dinner, we have to go to the sleeping cabin early!"

An old woman scolded from behind Ren Zhong.

The young man reading the book in front heard the words and looked up anxiously, "Mom, go back first, I'll come after reading this page."

Then the young man turned back and asked the shack behind him, "Brother Ding, can I borrow the book to go home and read? I'll return it to you tomorrow."

A grumpy voice came from inside, "You're thinking about shit, that's renting books, then you have to pay!"

Hearing this, the young man could only helplessly plead with his mother, who was already on her hips, as if trying to pull his ears, "5 minutes, give me another 5 minutes!"

"5 minutes shit!"

The mother and son started to pull together, and finally the middle-aged man in the room threatened to pay half of the contribution point if he broke the book, and the mother and son stopped.

The moment the young man raised his head, Ren Zhong had already recognized him.

It was the boy who had already had a relationship with him, promised to accept his mother's quota, but secretly decided to leave the town.

Although there was no agreement between the two this time, Ren Zhong decided to inquire about the boy's name.

The old lady akimbo angrily scolded the young man, "I don't know what's the use of reading books all day long, but you still want to go out with your hemp body? Then don't you want to die? You should listen to me and learn a craft of sewing clothes with me. Either way, it’s safe and can save a little money.”

However, Ren Zhong knew the young man's plan and stepped forward to persuade him, "Hello, Auntie, I think your child is very motivated, so let him read books."

The old lady looked back at Ren Zhong, an unfamiliar face, rolled her eyes, and said impatiently, "How can a gunsmith be so good? It's a dream! Just talk about the money for buying guns and ammunition, where do you find it? I haven’t even started yet, and no scavenger team will want him. He will die if he goes out alone and fights.

The teenager was afraid that his mother would offend others, so he explained to Ren Zhong embarrassingly, "This gentleman is sorry, my mother didn't... I didn't mean that."

Ren Zhong was not angry. Looking at the old lady who looked like an old man, he suddenly became curious and asked subconsciously, "By the way, how old are you, Auntie?"

Granny: "How much do I care about your fart..."

The young man covered the old lady's mouth, "My mother is 38 this year, what's the matter, sir?"

Ren Zhong was stunned, "38 years old?! This...how is this possible!"

The old lady has silver hair, wrinkled face, and obvious age spots on her face. No matter how you look at it, she is at least 70 years old.

It could be so old!

Could it be premature aging?

Sun Miao cured his terminal cancer so easily. It is said that the medical technology in the world is very advanced.

Or, is the disease of premature aging unique and incurable?

Seeing his unbelievably shocked appearance, on the contrary, he frightened the young man and the old lady, thinking that he had accidentally revealed some secret.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Ren Zhong recovered from the shock, and suddenly asked jumping: "By the way, do you know how old the mayor Mada Fu is?"

The boy's mother responded subconsciously: "Mayor Ma should be 42 this year, what's wrong?"

Ren Zhong was silent.

The short and fat Madafu is also full of wrinkles, and he is better maintained than the old lady, but he looks at least 65 years old.

As the chief of the town, Madhafu's living and material conditions should be superior, but his age and appearance are still disproportionate.

In 2019, China's National Health Commission announced that the average life expectancy in China was 77.3 years, more than double the 1949 years in 35.

But even in the era of the Anti-Japanese War when people were devastated, people died prematurely due to famine, plague, war and other reasons. It is absolutely impossible for everyone to look like this old man at the age of 40.

This is not reasonable!

Human genes shouldn't be like this.

This is no longer an unreasonable social system, but a big problem with the physiological structure of human beings.

If it weren't for the fact that he was cleared by hunters in the sleeping cabin just last time, Ren Zhong had already made up his mind to disguise, and he would have to expose his identity as an "outsider" again because he was too shocked.

After a long time, he smiled embarrassingly, waved goodbye to the suspicious mother and son, and went straight to the Miaoshou Rejuvenation Clinic.

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"Doctor Sun, please help me, I have advanced lymphoma, oh no, terminal. I don't have a few days to live. Please."

In the Rejuvenation Clinic, Ren Zhong put on a pitiful appearance and sincerely begged.

Sun Miao, who had just turned on the projection and was about to watch the TV series, shrank her pupils and was stunned on the spot.

These days, basic body cell abnormalities cannot last long in the human body.

I usually have a little problem, and I can be cured by any means, or the ultra-trace antibiotics that come with ordinary food are also fixed.

Cancer cells in the human body simply do not have the opportunity to accumulate food and build walls.

To cultivate a patient with advanced cancer in the natural environment of the human body, large medical institutions need to fine-tune the food ration of "guinea pigs" from the very beginning, and strictly control the intake of common drugs, which consumes a lot of time and a lot of manpower and material resources.

It suddenly appeared that he was in the terminal stage of lymphoma, and Sun Miao's mind was full of unreality.

"The end? Are you kidding me? How end?"

"The kind that will die tonight."

Chapter 19 Seeing the Highest Realm of Overlord's Disease

"Hey! Mr. Ge's! It's really cancer! You're so red that you've turned purple! You can handle it!"

After giving Ren Zhong a full body scan, Sun Miao sighed as he looked at the three-dimensional humanoid model on the wall that was as red as a rose blooming.

He felt heartfelt satisfaction when he was sure that the person in front of him was the "auspicious auspiciousness descended from the sky" - a terminal cancer patient.

Ren Zhong, who was lying obediently on the chair, nodded honestly, "That's right, isn't it?"

"As far as this spread is concerned, it's not modest if you say it's the end."

"Alas. Doctor Sun, is the treatment fee... expensive? I'm afraid I can't afford it."

The benevolent Doctor Sun quickly switched to a sympathetic expression, and patted Ren Chong's shoulder with emotion, "Don't worry, no one in Xinghuo Town doesn't know that my wonderful old Sun is hospitable. Don't worry about the fee, I support installment here!"

Heavy responsibility: "But I only have 0.72 contribution points, and I'm just a barren with no strength."

Sun Miao: "No down payment in installments! Ten years mortgage!"

The responsibility held Sun Miao's hand heavily, "Dr. Sun, you are a good person! I thank you so much!"

……

Looking at Sun Miao who was busy preparing the potion with his back to him, Ren Zhong's mood was a little complicated.

He knows the next link very well.

When to run, how to run, how to stay, how to negotiate, he has all arranged clearly.

But he was a little embarrassed after all, no matter what, Sun Miao's life-saving grace was obvious.

There is definitely a sense of shame and a heavy responsibility, but in the emergency, the urgency follows the right.

Great kindness, I will report it another day!

……

Push in the nerve blocker, wait for 5 minutes, and perform a self-test.

Push in the Abnormal Cell Phagocytosis Injection.

Sun Miao took out the brown bottle and was about to explain the doctor's order.

The responsibility of learning to answer quickly took over, "This is a nutritional cream, right, three times a day, after two days, I know."

Sun Miao was stunned for a moment, "Okay, a total of 102 contribution points, you write me a note."

Ren Zhong suddenly sat up straight, jumped off the reclining chair, and took out the prepared slip from his trouser pocket.

On the note, he had already written with strong and powerful brushstrokes, "Today, I accept the treatment of Dr. Sun Miao from the Miaoshou Huichun Clinic in Xinghuo Town, and I owe a total of (blank) contribution points."

Ren Zhong grabbed the pen from Sun Miao's hand and wrote down the three numbers 102 in the blank.

Sun Miao was stunned, feeling faintly that something was strange.

How can a dying patient pay for an IOU in advance after seeing a doctor, the only difference is the number.

You come prepared!

Then Ren Zhong handed over his hands, "Doctor Sun, thank you very much. I owe you the consultation fee today, and I will definitely repay it another day! Farewell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Dao stepped sideways and moved to the gate of the clinic.

As long as he turned around, there was a vast sea and sky outside.