Resurrection Empire

Of course, she will 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, screened out all the equipment purchased by Lin Wang's account, began to analyze and explain its performance with Ren Zhong one by one, and provided technical reference when Ren Zhong simulated the combat plan of the following grams.

The two have been discussing like this until 10:30 in the evening.

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

The watch, which had never been thought of as heavy, suddenly vibrated slightly.

Ren Zhong stood up and said, "It's hard work. As expected of a fourth-level team, they have deep pockets. I didn't expect them to buy so much special equipment from you. I have an appointment tonight, so I'll go back first. Come back tomorrow. find you."

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

The two walked out of the closed door of the long-closed arms mall together.

A large motorboat was parked at the door.

With a horse's tail grass in his mouth, Ma Xiaoling sat lazily on the motorboat, facing the gate of the mall, with his legs wide open, his left foot resting on the ground, his right foot on the back seat, his right elbow resting on his knee, his hand in his hand. Holding a small tablet and tilting his head, he didn't know what he was looking at.

Seeing that Ma Xiaoling was waiting outside, Ju Qingmeng was slightly taken aback, and then his expression quickly returned to normal.

Noticing that the door was open and Ren Zhong walked out, Ma Xiaoling stopped, "What are you doing, it took so long to come out."

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ren Zhong first rubbed his sleeve on the dirty back seat, straddled it, and then got used to leaning forward naturally, wrapped his left arm around Ma Xiaoling's waist, and waved to Ju Qingmeng, "Manager Ju, go back early. Rest, I'll go first."

"Ah."

……

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

"No comment."

"Believe it or not I dumped you?"

"Captain Ma, although I'm not as strong as you, I'm still a serious second-level mecha warrior now, and my hand is very stable."

"It's annoying."

"That just means I'm trustworthy for being tight-lipped. What your father needs is someone like me."

……

Ren Zhong and Mada Fu did not chat for a long time before leaving the town house, and returned to the small courtyard in the car that was transporting the captain of the guard, Ma Xiaoling.

Today it was Madafu who took the initiative to contact him.

It was Madafu who approved the donation from Yu Jin's mother to her son.

But Mom already knew the town census was hopeless.

This made Ren Zhong question again about Fatty Ma's personality cognition.

The other party is an important partner he has chosen, and it is necessary to conduct a test to determine the future course of action.

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

Madafo gave him an explanation.

Although I know the ending, but now for the purpose of maintaining the temporary stability of the town, we cannot leak rumors, let alone show abnormality.

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

But every year, newborns grow into adults.

It's not just this year that the elderly people concentrate their lives on the Mengdu Group. It has been a common practice in countless small towns for many years.

A rash change of conventions will inevitably lead to suspicion.

So he approved all applications as usual.

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

Ren nodded, indicating that he understood, and then left.

Madhafu's views on these matters were the same as those of Chen Hanyu, even more cold-blooded.

Ren Zhong found a place where he was different from Lao Ma.

The old horse's sympathy for the weak is just sympathy, and perhaps there is a little bit of guilt that can't be traced.

All he cares about is that the barren people in the small town survive as much as possible, and he doesn't care about the price to pay for living.

Your own sympathy is not just sympathy.

Before falling asleep, Ren Zhong sighed slightly.

The old horse is still trustworthy.

People like Lao Ma are already the moral pinnacle of this world, but they are destined to stop there.

Without me, the world is truly hopeless.

With only seven days left until Lin Wang's return, it was time to complete more preparations in advance.

In fact, he was already a little bored.

He clearly felt that Lin Wang blocked his footsteps, which was the first hurdle before the Long March.

But he felt reasonable and was not discouraged.

If he had appeared or fled to another place now, if he was not in Xinghuo Town, there would be no Lin Wang, there would be Lin Buwang, and there would be Senwang.

There is no difference.

There are no shortcuts to revolution.

Chapter 94 Ten times the stimulant, information flow jamming bomb, Internet

No.40 days, evening.

Wonderful hand rejuvenation clinic.

Today is a special day for Sun Miao, and it is worth celebrating.

Brother Sun has two happy events.

First, he actually made money from Ren Zhong's hands!

When Ren Zhongzhen transferred the 5000 points to his account, took away the box placed on the clinic desk, and confirmed that the 4500 points had been credited, Sun Miao felt a little dazed and felt a little unreal.

Second, Ren Zhong is ready to die.

What he bought at a sky-high price of 5000 points were ten second-level psychostimulants. If you use them, you will die, and the death will be particularly touching.

Making money, making a fortune and dying a slut can be said to be a double happiness, but Sun Miao was inexplicably unhappy.

"Damn it, what are you thinking, son of a thief? Is it not good to be alive? With your current status in the town, you and Madafu have a pretty good relationship. You just need to have a little relationship with Lin Wang, low If you're tall, work hard for Yang Bingzhong, and I'll keep you alive for the rest of your life. You don't need to prepare this stuff, do you?"

Sun Miao muttered.

Ren Zhong put away the medicine box and asked, "Could it be that you don't want to make money?"

Sun Miao turned her face away, "Fuck you! Any fool knows that it's better to just make a profit once or take a long line to catch a big fish. I don't want to make only one profit for you. Damn it, you idiot."

Ren Zhong was silent for a while, "Thank you, Brother Sun."

"Thanks for the hammer."

Ren Zhong: "Well, then I won't thank the hammer."

Sun Miao: Gan.

In the dull stare at each other, the atmosphere was inexplicably silent and weird.

After a while, Ren Zhong and Sun Miao, who couldn't bear the embarrassment, opened their eyes at the same time.

Ren Zhong asked again: "Brother Sun, you really don't have any medicine here that can explosively improve physical fitness and power-carrying power? I always feel that you are someone who can always surprise me. You shouldn't."

Sun Miao pointed at the door, "Fuck me! Do you really think I didn't die fast enough?"

He was scolded again, but instead of being angry, Ren Zhong regained his energy.

Brother Sun's words are different, and it is no longer the kind of neat rejection before.

Ren Zhong, who is well versed in Sun Miao's thinking mode, has already noticed the elements. The treasure boy does have the goods, but he just refuses to take them out.

Ren Zhong took out his watch, "Brother Sun, do you think how much money I have now?"

"How many?"

"More than 3 points, and will soon become more than 4000."

Sun Miao: "Hi!"

Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes: "Do you want it?"

"think."

"So, think of a way? Brother Sun, I know you're reluctant to let me die, but you see I've even been on stimulants, so what if I add some more physical medicine?"

Sun Miao stiffened her neck, "Shabi, Laozi really wants you to die. It's just that I really can't do it right now."

"Can't do it now? It was possible before? Was it when you worked in Mengdu Group? Products of Mengdu Group?"

Sun Miao fell silent suddenly, became extremely vigilant, and suddenly revealed a faint hostility in his eyes, "You actually knew that I used to be in the Mengdu Group?"

On the contrary, Ren Zhong gave him this sudden change, which made him feel a little bit helpless.

After careful consideration for a while, Ren Zhong came to his senses.

After this resurrection, although he had done all kinds of kindness to Sun Ge, but they were all just on the sidelines, and Sun Miao didn't take the initiative to explain his previous identity to himself.

Ren Zhong was too obsessed with fighting wits and courage with his grandson, but he ignored this small detail and lost his mind.

But Ren Zhong quickly made amends, "Mayor Ma knows, Ju Qingmeng knows. They all know that you are from the Mengdu Group. This is not a secret. Your past is not a secret, but your present is."

Sun Miao was stunned, "It seems to make sense."

"It's not like, but the fact. In my core social circle, you are basically the only one who thinks your previous identity is a secret."

"Wait, I'm a little confused, let me take a stroke."

Ren Zhong: "Don't bother, these are irrelevant details. The point is, what kind of medicine are you talking about. I'll pay more. Even if the side effects are death, it doesn't matter. Didn't you just say that you want me to die?"

"I don't particularly want dreams to come true. Here's the thing..."

After listening to Sun Miao's explanation, Ren Zhong sighed, "That seems to be really impossible."

"But there is hope. The problem is that you are too poor. With your money, it is about enough for you to look at it from a few hundred meters away. It is still far from buying medicine. Otherwise, you will return the stimulant to me? No matter how slowly How about saving two more zeros?"

Ren Zhong heheed, "You can pull it down. Don't say how long you have to save 300 million, even if I really save enough, can Mengdu Group sell it to me?"

"No, it's a special offering for citizens above level five, and it's actually impossible for ordinary level five citizens to buy it. 300 million is just a price tag, but that thing has a price but no market."

"Yeah." Ren Zhong replied, "If you don't tell me, I really can't believe that there is such a thing, it goes against me..."

"what?"

"Nothing. I'll go first."

"get out."

The drug Sun Miao mentioned was called Xingyuan Injection.

That is a real ruthless guy, which can make professionals below the fourth level quickly become stronger, not to mention dying, and even has almost no side effects, especially suitable for mech warriors.

Its specific composition and mechanism of action are unknown, and like the Ruin Beast, it is something outside the original scientific concept of responsibility.

The core material of Xingyuan injection comes from a special mineral extract.

It can greatly speed up the body's metabolism, and it is more durable and comprehensive than adrenaline.

After the user injects, as long as it is supplemented with a lot of exercise and nutrient absorption, the BMI and carrying power can both exceed 300 in a very short period of time.

As for the highest level, the synchronization rate with the brain-computer is related to personal talent.

Sun Miao said that the highest number of people increased to more than 600 within half a month.

The production of this thing is extremely rare, and Yuanxing's global annual production is less than [-] pieces.