Resurrection Empire

Ma Xiaoling swung his hand to block the players, "No need to lock."

"Captain?" The team members were stunned.

Immediately, Ma Xiaoling turned around and patted the back seat of his motorboat, "Mr. Ren, sit behind me and I'll take you there. My dad said you might be a good person, so I don't need to lock you."

Ren Zhong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "These days, if you say he is a good person, I don't know whether to praise me or scold me."

……

On the way, Ma Xiaoling, who was in front of Ren Zhong, asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ren, I want to know what you said about the census officer, where did you get it?"

Ren Zhong didn't answer, he just asked, "Has your father asked Xinghuo Resources for verification?"

"No. He said it wasn't necessary. You haven't given me an answer yet."

"Sorry, it's not convenient to disclose. But the news should be absolutely true."

"Then when are you going to leave Starfire Town?"

"It's not planned yet."

"You have to wait until the census is over and the town is banned before leaving?"

Ren Zhong shook his head, "I really don't know, and I can't make a decision now."

He could feel that Ma Xiaoling seemed to be testing himself, trying to dig some news.

Continuing to infer, maybe Madhafu has already started an investigation and found out something, but the old fat man concealed some information from his daughter.

The towering buildings in the center of the town hall are getting closer.

Ren Zhong couldn't help thinking in his heart that the idea of ​​seeing the old horse in this temporary decision today was not wrong.

There should be new information available.

So, what do you know, Comrade Ma?

Ren Zhong subconsciously felt that it must be a matter of life and death for the [-] desolate people in the town.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists unknowingly.

"Mr. Ren, you hugged too tightly."

"Ah sorry!"

When he got into the car earlier, Ma Xiaoling asked him to put his arms around his waist.

The hovercraft changes direction very sharply, and the people sitting in the back row are easily thrown off.

Ren Zhong thought that the other party was wearing armor, so it was not considered a skin-to-skin relationship.

There is no chance between her and herself. Since someone else offered it, she didn't pretend to refuse it.

In fact, he also wanted to feel the surface material of the fourth-level mecha warrior exoskeleton with his fingers, and try to figure out the performance, but he didn't expect it to be abrupt when he was overwhelmed.

Chapter 69

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

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

She jumped in anger and couldn't do anything about it.

There was an antique tea table in the middle of the two people in the room, on which was steaming hot tea.

This tea is not a high-end product sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives, it is the private collection of Comrade Ma.

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

As a fourth-level citizen who is always out of reach for barren people, Madhafu certainly has the qualifications to enjoy life.

"Mr. Ren, please drink tea."

Madafu made a gesture of invitation.

Ren Zhong picked up the tea and took a sip, a wonderful sweet and bitter tea fragrance blossomed on the tip of his tongue.

"what about the taste?"

Madhafu asked with a smile.

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

But the rules are set by him, so the meeting place for the two of them will be changed to this reception room.

The interrogation that made ordinary desolate people turn pale when they talked about it turned into a happy meeting with friends over tea.

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

"but what?"

"It's so good."

Ma Dafu was a little surprised, but nodded quickly, "It's really great. Just this cup is enough for an ordinary barren person to eat and drink for two or three months."

Since Madha Fu took the initiative to break the subtext, it means that Ren Zhong's previous speculation was completely correct.

Although Lao Ma lived the life of a luxurious senior citizen, he has miraculously formed a personality that maintains sympathy for the poor people at the bottom.

After drinking the tea and greetings, it was almost nine o'clock at night. Ma Dafu decided to speed up the progress and cut straight to the point, "Mr. Ren, what is your main purpose for coming to see me today?"

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

Comrade Old Ma narrowed his eyes.

"Although you and I have only met once, I, Madhafu, have always been very accurate in seeing people. When we first met, I saw that you had a bookish air about you. You are a very smart person, and your emotional intelligence is not low."

"If you really just want to kill a person, you can do it quietly and do it without knowing it. You can, but you don't, but choose to do it in public. This is not in line with the behavior mechanism of a person like you, it shows that you His real purpose is to see me."

"We talked about the census officer the day before yesterday. I showed clear concern that you've been watching me. I've been watching you too. I know you care too, you said if I needed someone's advice I'd call you You gave me a clear hint. I also know that you and Sun Miao used to be colleagues, and the relationship is irreversible."

"Sun Miao is not a simple person, so neither are you. You came to see me on the pretext of killing a villain. The first reason was because you waited for me for three days and didn't wait for me to ask you for advice. The second purpose is to I want to use this to test my nature and judge whether I am trustworthy."

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

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

He thought to himself, don't underestimate the heroes of the world!

Just an ordinary mayor has such an IQ!

If this is the case, then the iron walls of the system in this world are too daunting!

At the same time, he is also grateful.

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 is still missing a layer.

I really came here for the relationship between the census officer and Xinghuo Town, and I did wait for three days without any news, and I couldn't find a reasonable opportunity to meet the old horse, so I simply pushed the boat and broke the law to send myself to the town house.

After all, Lao Ma has also obtained conclusive and useful information from him, so Lao Ma will definitely sell his favor and settle the small troubles that are not a big deal.

In this way, he naturally owes the old horse's favor.

Then when the old horse is in trouble and needs help, he will think of himself as a smart person who owes others favors.

Sometimes, taking the initiative to owe favors to others is also a means of getting closer.

When the relationship is closer and he becomes one of Lao Ma's staff, he will be able to know the truth of the crisis hidden in Xinghuo Town, and he will be able to take advantage of the situation to reveal another layer of fog covering the surface of the huge world of Kaixing.

Ma Dafu also took a sip of tea, "In three months, Xinghuo Town will definitely be banned. Although this is unreasonable, it is already an undeniable fact. I thought that at most it would only be cut down as a temporary barren quota, alas."

"What news have you heard, Mayor Ma?"

"At present, I can only confirm one thing. The boss of Spark Resources has received the news in advance. As for the others, it's gone."

"No signs of it?"

"Yes, but no one is sure."

"When Xinghuo Town is banned, where will the barren people go?"

"In the wild, and there is basically no other small town nearby that can eat a population of 2000 people. In the end, there may be at most one or two thousand people who will be lucky enough to enter other towns, and another one or two thousand people will be able to pass through the Beast Market and go to the distance. The tribe of desolate people more than 2000 kilometers away here lives temporarily. These people are basically scavengers with certain combat power. As for the others..."

Ren Zhong: "Will everyone die?"

"Ten is not one."

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

From the above content, Ren Zhong has actually deduced that his real purpose is to ask what kind of mechanism the census is.

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

He couldn't speak, he could only knock sideways.

Madaf shook his head, "It's hard."

"How to say?"

"Mr. Ren, you used to live in a big city, so you may not be very clear. No matter what the hidden background is, it is in all the links of the census. Population reproduction trend, fertility rate, average IQ of the population, mental outlook, material output, etc. All parameters have a certain reference value. But the most important thing is the evaluation of the professional development index. The fifth-level professional must be born in the barrens of the small town, and the fifth-level professional must defeat the people who come for the combat power assessment. Another fifth-level professional has to be willing to protect the town, so as to prove that the barren people in this town have unique potential and value, and then they can interrupt the banning process."

Ren Zhong was taken aback, "That's difficult."

Level five, less than three months.

It's really ridiculous to him.

At present, among the barren people in the small town, the ones most likely to meet the standard mentioned by Madaba 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 they may even be one of the culprits.

Even if Lin Wang and the others were promoted, it would be impossible to do this, it would just hang up high.

Ren Zhong did not naively ask why he needed a master, but Madhafu condoned the professional team to suppress the semi-professional team and stifled the genius.

In a world full of beasts, there must be a natural law of the jungle.

Since Madhafu is so smart, it is impossible not to know what is happening under his nose.

He didn't care, there must be a reason.

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

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

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

"Mayor, there are many barren people outside the town house. They want to bail Mr. Ren and prove Mr. Ren's innocence."

The two in the room looked at each other.

"Forcing the palace" for the barren people, Ma Dafu didn't feel unhappy on his face, he just smiled and said: "Sure enough, the best way to get other barren people's approval is to kill the wicked people. If there is really no other way after waiting three months, I will I hope, Mr. Ren, you can take away some more people and go where you want them to go. It is one more life, and it is not 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 wrong.

Where can I go?

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

The times have not changed, wherever you go is hell.

Walking out of the town hall 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 tingling.

It should all be here.

Unsurprisingly, these people are basically the victims of the strong men surnamed Huang.

It's just a barren man who has gained a little force, jumped out of the quagmire a little bit, and waited for the ants in the ant colony to suddenly grow in size, and they could enslave, exploit and oppress so many of their former kind in just one year.

Ma Dafu looked at Ren Zhong approvingly, as if praising him for a good job.

The burden is heavy, but the top of the forehead is cold.

There are more than a hundred people who have a deep hatred with the strong man surnamed Huang, and they are even willing to come here to worship for the person who avenged them, but no one raised their butcher knife.