Resurrection Empire

It was already half past six in the evening when Ren Zhong took the car back to Xinghuo Town.

Since the airship was assigned to the mayor of Ma Dafu, Ren Zhong did not want to be too privileged, so he parked the car to the town hall first, and then walked to New Spark Resources on his own.

At this time, the blue sun was setting in the west, the small moon was rising, and the big moon was just about to move under the horizon.

There are few pedestrians in the white-walled area, and few people move around.

Since Yang Bingzhong was arrested, the atmosphere in Xinghuo Town has become polarized.

The whole world was celebrating on the Huangren side, but the atmosphere on the citizen side took a turn for the worse.

Since yesterday, hundreds of citizens in the town have become reluctant to go out and basically stayed in their villas during the day.

These citizens usually work in the town to some extent, but the intensity is not high, and they can go or not.

Not going out now means they have made a decision.

Even though Yang Bingzhong is dead, they obey the demands of Mengdu Group and Amethyst Mining and still plan to use their votes as knives to stab all the desolate people to death during the voting session after the census.

Ren Zhong was not sure whether the citizens' motivation for not going out was due to guilt, feeling ashamed to face these desolate people who were supporting them, or because they were just dying people here anyway, and they were too lazy to deal with them. The mind is quiet.

Or maybe the citizens are worried that there is a well-informed person among the deserters who hates them, so they give them a one-for-one limit.

Ren Zhong sincerely hopes that they are motivated by the first motive, then they are barely human.

But Ren Zhong knew that this possibility was very small, and it was just his own wishful thinking.

When passing by the white-walled gate, Ren Zhong saw that there were twice as many guards as usual.

There are also a lot of new and fancy automated equipment added above the white wall. They are not systematic and win by quantity.

There is no doubt that these are security facilities installed by citizens out of their own pockets. It seems that as long as everyone contributes, the world behind the white walls will become a better world.

Ren Zhong thought, if it weren't for the restrictions on the household registration and job system for lower-level citizens, which prevented them from moving around freely and had to stay to participate in voting after the census, the citizens here would probably want to get their wings and fly as far away as possible.

Stepping out of the white walls and entering the slums, the atmosphere suddenly changes.

Many desolate people were active on the street, some were selling various second-hand goods, and others were exchanging goods.

The expressions of the deserters were no longer numb, and their eyes were a little brighter.

Even the women in the custom business standing on the street raised their voices to solicit customers.

There were also three or five people gathered together at the street corner. Some pulled out guns, some pulled out bullets, and some put knives on the ground.

These low-level waste people who had nothing to do are discussing forming a new semi-professional scavenger team.

They probably couldn't go too far out of town and into dangerous places.

Even if they were just dealing with a first-level beast, they would have to risk their lives.

Some people may die outside, but some people will definitely come back alive.

But they began to have the courage and determination to try.

It was obvious that they had just changed their boss, and before they even had time to announce the new system, and Liaoyuan County Resources Company had not yet opened purchasing authority in the system, the enthusiasm of the people in the wilderness seemed to have been quietly rekindled.

A few sparks popped out from the dark ashes.

In fact, such a simple desire to "live a better life" has always been hidden deep in everyone's heart, but sometimes there is nothing you can do and you can only live numbly like a walking zombie.

Although the people in this town have been living in the shadow of Yang Bingzhong, their lives are almost suffocating, and they have almost forgotten what a better life should look like.

But the pursuit of human instinct has never been extinguished.

The pillows were slightly removed, but human instinct still pushed them to take deep breaths in an attempt to take in more fresh air.

Ren Zhong was pleased with this, but also a little helpless.

He turned around again and hurried back into the white wall.

…

At 6:50 in the evening, the square of New Spark Resources was already crowded with people.

The queue in front of the two resource recycling platforms has already circled the square nearly twice.

No one was maintaining order, but the scene was orderly.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and there was silence.

They were so eager for the resource company to leave and come back that in order to leave a good impression on the new boss, they invariably stood like a well-disciplined army.

There are still ten minutes until the Liaoyuan resources are opened.

Ten minutes later, New Spark Resources will restart the purchase of Ruin Beasts.

The image echoing in the minds of many people at this time is exactly the promise about the new company that Ren Zhong made to the barren people "for Yang Bingzhong" 22 days ago when he returned from the Chenhui Mining Area as the only member of the Lin Wang Team.

Until the dust settles, people are willing to live with hope, but they will inevitably feel uneasy.

Now, the promise is fulfilled.

The subject of executing the promise is not Yang Bingzhong, but Ren Zhong himself.

Smart people have realized part of the story.

The mood of the desert people towards Ren Zhong became a little complicated.

They wanted to thank Ren Zhong for eradicating the cancer of Yang Bingzhong, but they were vaguely worried that he would become a new cruel exploiter.

In the confrontation with Yang Bingzhong, Ren Zhong, the betrayer, had the last laugh.

Only the stronger one can become the winner and step on the corpse of the loser to ascend to the throne.

But on the Origin Star, especially business owners, apart from professional abilities, the word "powerful" is often equated with qualities such as cruelty, cold-bloodedness, and insidiousness.

Even if Ren Zhong had established some reputation in the town in the past, who knew if he was just whitewashing himself?

After all, even a veteran like Yang Bingzhong was easily manipulated by him and became the springboard of his life.

No one dares to say that they know his true face.

Standing in the office on the third floor of the company's workshop, Ren Zhong clearly saw the expectations, nervousness, anxiety, etc. expressions on the faces of the people below.

He took a deep breath, climbed to the top of the building, and appeared in front of everyone.

As he appeared on the stage, nearly three thousand people below all raised their heads and looked at him, and the noise gradually became louder.

If it were in the past, at this special moment, Ren Zhong would choose to stand directly on the recycling platform, trying to stay at the same height as the Huang people, so that everyone would not have to look up to him.

He is unwilling to whitewash exploitation as a gift, and he does not want to be looked up to like an emperor.

But now, he has "changed".

The details must be made more consistent with the identity of citizens.

He pressed down with both hands, and the whole place became silent again.

"With immediate effect, New Spark Resources has been established. I will make a few announcements. First, the company's maximum commission for the purchase of beast resources from non-professional contract scavengers is 20%."

As soon as Ren Zhong said this, the whole place fell into silence at first, and then suddenly burst into uproar.

Many people were so excited that they were shaking all over and couldn't help themselves.

More people even had their knees weak and fell to their knees on the spot, shouting long live with gratitude.

This scene is like an ancient emperor summoning the prisoners on death row outside the Meridian Gate and suddenly personally announcing an amnesty to the world.

This may be an exaggeration, but it is at least equivalent to a business owner in the 21st century saying on the spot at the company's annual meeting that his year-end bonus will be increased tenfold.

The boss is crazy and the employees are stupid.

But in fact, Ren Zhong only lowered the previously insane 30% commission to 20%. The essence is still exploitation, but to a lesser degree.

Ren Zhong wanted to say that my little concession was not worthy of your worship, but he did not speak after all.

He only pressed his hands again, "Second, the commission ratio for non-professional scavengers will be reduced using a step-by-step system. The evaluation criteria include the per capita hunting harvest value and the integrity of the personnel. If no one in your team dies within a week, the commission ratio will be Decrease two basis points to 18%. If no one dies for a month...if your team's per capita harvest or your personal hunting results are greater than 50 points that day, then your total rake ratio will continue to be reduced to 13%. The lowest ratio can be as low as 10%."

Seeing that the people below were getting excited again, he was once again pressed for responsibility, "Thirdly, since there are only three level three or above professionals left in Spark Town, low-level professionals need to grow up as soon as possible. Our company has formally reached an agreement with the arms mall. , from now until the census, all Spark Town desolate people will enjoy half-price subsidies when purchasing first-level and second-level supply equipment in the arms mall. As a reminder, half-price goods are prohibited from being circulated outside the town. Once discovered, the temporary desolate person qualifications will be banned."

After announcing this, Ren Zhong went straight back to the office.

He didn't want to stand here and enjoy the cheers.

However, after he went down, the square was still noisy for a long time, until a few minutes later someone didn't know who raised the head and started the countdown.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

…

"three!"

"two!

"one!"

"We can start purchasing!"

"Roar!"

“I can finally renovate the house tomorrow!”

"I want to have a good meal tomorrow morning!"

"My sister who sleeps in the night has been waiting for me for a long time!"

…

"Everyone, stand still! Keep order! Don't crowd!"

It feels like Chinese New Year, but not really.

In front of him, Wang Zhaofu put down the plan in fear and asked doubtfully: "I thought the three items you just announced were scary enough, but...does this make sense? Mr. Ren, you know, the census...I Personally, I don’t think it’s better to spend so much money in this town.”

Ren re-wrote the following items in the plan.

In the next week, he will build a new multi-professional training ground in Spark Town that can accommodate 500 people for training at the same time.

In addition, he will hire two professional doctors with medical licenses from Liaoyuan County at high salaries to upgrade the clinic into a town hospital. Although these two doctors cannot keep up with Sun Miao's skills, with the support of more advanced equipment, they can basically achieve "living without dying".

He will also purchase 50 custom-modified Qingfeng heavy trucks to form a small town shuttle system. Each vehicle has 20 additional seats installed in the cargo box.

During the day, these 50 vehicles will run back and forth to eight middle and low-level hunting areas such as Tiechong Forest, Shuya Mountain, and Alilaogou. The latest one will end at 8 o'clock at night.

This can effectively improve the hunting efficiency and hunting coverage area of ​​the Sparkling Wilderness.

Yang Bingzhong has been suppressing the Xinghuo Zhenhuang people, but Ren Zhong is doing the exact opposite.

Wang Zhaofu admitted that Ren Zhong’s ideas were very good and could quickly improve the strength of the scavengers.

It’s just that these expenses add up to nearly 10 million, and the daily maintenance cost is as high as nearly 10,000 points, and there is basically no profit.

It's a total loss-making business.

Ren Zhong smiled and shook his head: "Your worries come from the premise that Spark Town will no longer exist after the census. But if this prerequisite is gone, then this worry is meaningless."

He didn't want to leave Spark Town.

If it wasn't too conspicuous, he would even want to spend all his money here.

If the Europeans had not lied, ancient Rome would have been built in seven days.

Ren Zhong also wants to try to create a miracle in 23 days.

Now that he had money, people, and determination, he tried to carry the weight of the entire town with one person.

His current behavior is also constantly testing the upper limit of the "net's" tolerance for the kindness of his second-level citizens.

This evening is destined to be extraordinary.

The laughter in Xinxinghuo Resource Plaza never stops.

As more and more people sold out their goods and left happily, more and more people became aware of the three major reforms proposed by Ren Zhong through word of mouth.

The town was boiling. The level of excitement was far greater than the day Lin Wang died.

Yesterday, Ma Dafu had already announced Yang Bingzhong's numerous evil deeds in the town.

There are not many elderly people left in the town today, but as long as they are alive, there are more or less missing people among their relatives and friends.

Many people even personally saw off their family members who had to pack their bags and go out in order to make room for a place, and ended up not hearing anything from them.

Yesterday, Yang Bingzhong came to justice, which was very satisfying.

Today, the new boss Ren Zhongkaien has made thousands of people cheer for dawn.

The noise started at 7:05 in the evening and has never stopped.

More and more deserters even gathered outside the door of Linwang Manor, where Ren Zhong had lived temporarily for a few days, and waited eagerly.

They wanted to say thank you to Ren Zhong.

Ren Zhong was indeed in the manor, but he chose to stay behind closed doors.

The more grateful others are, the more difficult it is for him.

At this time, the large dining room of the manor was decorated extremely festively.

This was Zheng Tian's idea when Yang Bingzhong was tortured yesterday, and he was waiting for today's celebration banquet.

Wen Lei and Ou Youning were shouting and drinking together.

Zheng Tian got a microphone from nowhere, connected it to the PA system in the restaurant, and sang tunelessly while drinking.

Bai Feng still looked expressionless and showed no emotion. He just sat at the table and quickly grabbed the food on the table with his long arms.

Chen Hanyu didn't say much, just drank the fruit wine with red eyes.

Ren Zhong did not stop everyone from celebrating.

In a sense, everyone present except him had a direct or indirect blood feud with Yang Bingzhong.

The enemy died, and the thighs that followed took their place. It was only reasonable for them to indulge in carnival.

Unknowingly, the time reached a quarter past nine at night, and the noise outside gradually fell silent.

Although the people in the desert are reluctant to leave, they must abide by the legal sleeping time requirements and have to go to the centralized sleeping cabin.

Wen Lei carried the drunk Ou Youning away.

Bai Feng quietly disappeared without knowing when.

Zheng Tian was lying unconscious on the dining table, as if she had fainted from drunkenness.

Chen Hanyu was still drinking sips of wine.

It's amazing, despite her gentle temperament and soft-spoken voice, her drinking capacity is quite large.

She drank so much that there was only a hint of blush on her cheeks.

Seeing that she was about to sigh again, Ren Zhong stretched out his hand from the side and said, "Okay, that's almost it. The dead are gone, and the living must look forward and move forward. Chen Hanyu, are you trying to drown yourself here? ?”

Chen Hanyu put down the wine glass and looked directly at Ren Zhong with misty eyes, "Mr. Ren, I...I thank you."

Ren Zhong ran away for a whole day, but he did not escape this thank you after all.

He shook his head slowly, "Revenge is just a process, not the purpose in life. If you live just for revenge, there are only two endings in your life. Either you die on the road to revenge, or you fall into endless emptiness after completing your revenge, and live a meaningless life. . If you really hope that your parents will know the truth and die without regrets, then you should think carefully about how to make your life more valuable in the future. This is just the beginning, and it is far from the time when you need to say thank you to me. "

Chen Hanyu stood up slowly, "So...so I want to give myself more courage."

She didn't know when she had secretly put on the dismantling gloves.

She covered her face with her hands.

Under the gloves, gleaming lights flickered endlessly.

Ren Zhong understood her purpose but did not stop her.

It's not that he's curious about Chen Hanyu's true appearance, it's that he knows that this disguise is a delicate job. Once it starts, if he interferes rashly, it will be terrible if she makes a mistake and leaves scars that will regret her for life.

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