Resurrection Empire

After chatting with Wen Lei, Ren Zhong also remembered his own affairs.

It is difficult for Wen Lei to pass the second level.

Your own situation is different.

The exact number of brain-machine synchronization rate is unclear, but it is definitely not low.

Today the carrying power has reached 20.5 kW.

The brain response index is now 51.4.

The BMI is now 26.7.

The distance between himself and the second-level is actually farther than Wen Lei, and the shortcoming is in carrying power and physical fitness index.

He's not in a hurry, because he can improve significantly every day.

Just keep fighting like this every day, and it will always come naturally.

But although he didn't say it, he actually thought about it in his heart, what if he directly passed the second-level professional title assessment after seven days?

What would that look like?

Thinking like this, he quietly connected to the controller of the first-level exoskeleton armor through his watch, and increased the bioelectrical stimulation that stimulates the increase in carrying power to a gear.

His body began to numb violently again, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he forced his attention to look at the tablet.

OK, can top.

The most desperate thing in the world is that people who are more talented than you work harder than you.

After 40 o'clock in the evening, Ren Zhong went out and rode a motorcycle to the Arms Mall to buy a basic first-level dismantling glove at a price of [-] contribution points. It was worse than Ju Qingmeng's modified version, but it should be good enough.

As for the chip storage box, it happened that Chen Hanyu had a second-hand product that had been eliminated, and he kept it without selling it as a spare.

Ren Zhong shamelessly borrowed it.

Although Chen Hanyu was surprised, he chose to let him prostitute for free and gave it away.

……

At 09:30 at night, at the stairway of No. 13 centralized sleeping cabin, Ren Zhong went downstairs on time and met the spirited guy who repaired his house.

The boy's clothes were all torn, and the sweat on his forehead was still wet.

The night light sprinkled on the boy's face, reflecting an oily luster.

He looked extremely tired, but there was a happy smirk on his face.

"Is everything done?"

"Ok!"

The young man bowed slightly, took the key out of his pocket, and handed it to Ren Zhong with respectful hands.

Ren Zhong took the key stained with mud and sweat, and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Good job. Come on and live."

"Well! Brother, then I'll go to my mother's place?"

"Go, go, it's getting late."

Then Ren Zhong returned to the room and greeted Zheng Tian and others.

He just made up an excuse very casually.

"Sleep here tonight. I have something to do, so I won't come back to sleep. Meet me in the cafeteria at 06:30 tomorrow morning."

Zheng Tian was a little surprised at first, and then subconsciously asked, "Brother Ren, where are you going?"

Ren Zhong: "Go to a friend's house."

Zheng Tian: "Huh!"

Chen Hanyu: "Oh..."

"Yo! Brother Ren, you have something!" Ou Youning, who eavesdropped on the conversation between the two, interrupted and whistled frivolously.

Everyone thought that if Brother Ren had been hiding for so long, he was about to reveal some clues of the "census officer".

Ren Zhong didn't understand why these people suddenly became ambiguous and excited, "What?"

Zheng Tian said meaningfully: "It stands to reason, Brother Ren, even if you tell us directly that you are going to live in the mayor's guest room, we are not surprised. But you said that you are going to a friend's house. Hey, these days, it is possible to make others It’s not ordinary to spend the night in your own home. Brother Ren, you seem to have a normal orientation, so it must be the house of a friend of the opposite sex. If you don’t live in a centralized sleeping cabin at night, a safe home can only be a citizen’s villa. Let Guess who is... Manager Ju?"

Zheng Tian has something to say.

A normal female citizen would never let a male barren into her villa.

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of the "census officer" has been hammered.

He exposed himself, not what we asked.

In this timeline, Zheng Tian has not heard the objective fact from professional captain Lin Wang that the minimum census officer must be a fifth-level citizen.

False first impression perceptions, once established, are deeply ingrained.

If she knew the "truth", she would be dumbfounded.

You must know that the mayor of the town, Madha Fu, who has the power to kill [-] barren people, is still only a fourth-level citizen under the fifth-level citizen.

The gap in status between the fourth and fifth levels can be described as a world of difference.

Wen Lei's foolish critic also started to talk, "It must be! You haven't seen Manager Ju look at Brother Ren, tsk tsk..."

Ren Zhong finally guessed what these people were thinking.

He can't make up for this group of brains.

But he couldn't explain it, so let's just guess.

Hehe, you thought I was going to the villa to enjoy life, but you didn't know that I was going to create a new life in the wild.

A bunch of mortals!

In the end, Ren Zhong waved his hand, "Okay, I'll go first if I have nothing to do."

He had until 55:[-] to break through the gates of the town's high walls.

He had already found out that the elite night watchmen would arrive at the gate at 55:[-].

As for the surveillance of the "Sauron's Demon Eye" floating on the tallest lighthouse-shaped building in the center of the town, he had no choice.

It's impossible to avoid it anyway, just see it when you see it.

In case it is really exposed again and the hunter catches the order, be careful next time and just change your strategy.

But he thinks that's unlikely.

After all, ten o'clock at night is just a regular sleep time, and the real forced hypnosis is at twelve o'clock.

Before twelve o'clock, it wasn't that no one came in and out, just very little.

The fear of the dark people in the desert is just an instinct for self-protection.

He first went to the small courtyard in the north of the city, opened the door, got on his motorcycle, and then took a look at his house.

Compared with other Mumbai slum architectural style crude board houses on the same street, Ren Zhong's five-meter-by-five-meter double-storey alloy structure house is as delicate as a work of art.

This is a real mansion in a slum, a dream town where countless barren people will dream just looking at it, but the cost is only 13.3 yuan.

Thanks to the surveillance of "Sauron's Demon Eye" in the center of the town, and at the same time thanks to the sturdy folk customs in the town, everyone in the desert knows that no one who can spend money on building such a house will be Ordinary people have very hard fists, so when the guy builds the house, no one dares to pick things up and grab things.

But the little kid doesn't understand this, so the 1-meter-high area of ​​the lower part of the heavy-duty outer wall has been covered with all kinds of graffiti with carbon ash, spray paint, etc.

Doodles have pig heads, fish and other animals.

The best part of the painting is a blue mountain and a blue sun with half its head emerging from the back of the mountain.

The painter seems to cherish this high-grade "canvas" very much, and paint with great care.

The continuous blue mountains, the huge blue sun, the floating blue clouds and other patterns are embellished with lines, and even qualified shadows.

Ren Zhong didn't know whether it was the rising sun or the setting sun.

……

At [-]:[-], the heavy duty electric motorcycle drove silently through the gate of the town and plunged straight into the not-so-deep darkness.

The electric motorbike undulates at a speed of 110 kilometers per hour, and is only driven by the messy dirt road that is stepped out by many people.

Looking around, the two semi-circular moons in the sky shed silver-blue brilliance, shining on the earth.

Ren Zhong, who was walking alone on the ground, took a deep breath.

This is what makes the barren people fear like a tiger in the dark night.

But I don't believe in this evil.

The first masterpiece that distinguishes man from animals, the crucial first step of human civilization is to control the flame!

For the first time, humans controlled fire not for cooked food, but to conquer the night!

With a sudden turn, he stepped on the route he remembered and threw himself in the direction of the Iron Worm Forest.

After a while, the simple map on the motorcycle's driving panel beeped, which was the prompt of the low-power sensor.

coming.

Ren Zhong on the car slowly bent his right arm, stretched it behind his head, and pinched the alloy warblade hanging diagonally on his back.

350 meters ahead, first-class market beast, eject grasshopper!

give me death!

……

At a quarter to five in the morning, the sky in the distance was faintly white with fish belly.

In the wilderness, a cloud of smoke whistled from a distance.

In the car is the burden of a night of hard work.

At this point his armor surface was covered in scratches.

Some scratches are just peeling off the patent leather, while others are as deep as fingernails.

The sides of his helmet visor were also covered with cobweb-like cracks.

Walking alone is indeed much more dangerous than teamwork, and the ability to resist risks is also much lower.

Especially at night when the Ruins Beast has the advantage of vision.

But this night, the heavy responsibility was all taken down.

The back seat of his motorcycle came from the second-hand storage box that Chen Hanyu gave away for free. It contained a full 23 first-class market beast chips, with a total value of 42 points. After deducting the equipment repair cost and energy cost of 3 points, his personal net for the night was The profit is as high as 39 points.

Not only did he wipe out all the first-class ruin beasts on the road to the Iron Insect Forest, inside the Iron Insect Forest, and on the road to Shuya Mountain in his memory, he even expanded the search area.

It's a pity that he can't break through the second-level market beast blockade area in front of the Mouse Cliff Mountain for the time being, otherwise, the Mouse Cliff Mountain at night is the real treasure.

It's a pity that he only has a motorcycle and can't hold corpses, so he can only follow the example of those professional teams who have lost everything, throwing away all the corpses of the ruined beasts and taking away only the most valuable chips.

In addition, there are other hidden gains for the night.

That is, he has a deeper understanding of the terrain and the distribution of market beasts near Xinghuo Town, Iron Worm Forest, and Mouse Cliff Mountain.

He avoided the territory of the second- or third-level market beasts more than once, and encountered danger more than once.

He walks on the tip of the knife all the time.

But anyway, he endured.

……

At 06:30 in the morning, Ren Zhong, who had not slept all night, was wearing full-body equipment and met with the rest of Zheng Tian's team.

Everyone was surprised when they saw Ren Zhong's battle-hardened appearance.

Ren Zhong casually said nonsense, only said that he had practiced against his friends last night, and the fight was more intense.

Everyone was stunned.

As expected of a citizen, he can damage his equipment during training. It's a luxury, and the fight is really intense.

After some negotiation, Zheng Tian proposed to delay the departure for an hour and a half, and let Wen Lei repair the equipment for Ren Zhong first.

Ren Zhong was also happy, just on the pretext of using his watch to check the information online, he planned to find a room in the small courtyard to lie down and rest.

As soon as he took off the helmet, Zheng Tian saw a faint black halo around his eyes, which were dark circles.