Resurrection Empire

　　 After buying the stocks, he immediately moved forward to the next step and went straight to the town’s north gate near the city wall.

　　 At this time, the boy and his mother are having dinner in the room.

　　 As soon as Ren Zhong stood at the door, he heard the grumbles of the old lady coming from inside.

　　 knock on the door.

　　 After waiting for a few seconds, the wooden door opened, and the dazed boy poked his head out.

　　 Renzhong pretended to be surprised, "Hey, I saw you before. What a coincidence."

　　 The young man rubbed his hands cautiously, "Sir, what can you do with me?"

Ren Zhong pointed to the transport truck of the supply and marketing agency that was unloading next to him, and said, "I am going to build a house here. But I am busy and I don't have time to build it myself. Guy you help me build it, and I will give you 3 points after it is built. How?"

　　 The boy was stupid on the spot.

　　 The next story is basically the same as the last time, but before Ren Zhong left, he asked again.

　　 "By the way, you seem to be short of money. What do you want to save money for? Is it convenient to tell me?"

The teenager looked back nervously at the door and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ren, I want to buy a second-hand rapid-fire machine gun. I asked someone about it. As long as 10 o’clock, it’s just 3 contribution points. I thought it would be a long time. For a long time, Mr. Ren, you have helped me a lot."

Ren Zhongzhao suddenly realized, "So that's the case. So, don't be too far away. If you buy a gun, I will fix it for you later. I only need you at 10 o'clock to get you 90% new, how about? "

　　 "This..." The boy shook his head quickly, "How can this work. Ninety percent of the new ones will sell for at least fifteen points. I...you have already paid me very high. I can't take advantage of you anymore."

Ren Zhong laughed and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Look at what you said. As long as you get the house in place for me, I'm happy. What about giving you a hand? Come on! Work hard! As long as you work hard, I'll take you from now on!"

　　The young man froze for a long time.

　　Intuition told him that the kindness of the person in front of him was too abrupt, like a conspiracy.

　　 But he didn't understand what the other party could plot for himself.

　　 Money?

impossible.

　　 The compensation given by this gentleman is fifteen times the normal price! Definitely a master who doesn't need money!

　　Other? But don’t I have nothing?

　　 "Mr. Ren, what you said is true?"

　　 arduously asked: "What can I lie to you?"

　　 The boy scratched his head, "Yes too."

　　 "But you can't be defensive to everyone just because I am a good person. In this small town, for many people, 10 contribution points are a huge sum of money. You have to protect yourself."

　　 The young man subconsciously felt that his heavy task was a bit contradictory, but he nodded honestly, "Well, I remember."

　　 After a long time, Ren Zhong left with a happy mood.

　　 This boy has already passed his test thoroughly.

　　 The heavy responsibility is temporarily unable to save everyone, so start with the people around you.

　　 After that, heavy responsibility went to the arms mall non-stop.

　　 A set of training armor set, a matching battery, a magnetic dust grenade, and a total cost of 72 points.

　　 He didn't meet Ju Qingmeng when he was shopping, only an ordinary teller handed over to him.

　　 This is normal.

　　Ju Qingmeng is the head of the arms mall, not an ordinary employee who can drink and drink.

　　 After buying things, Ren Zhong thought for a while, didn't rush to go, but said to the teller: "By the way, I also want to test the mecha fighter talent."

　　 The teller raised his head and glanced at Ren Zhong, "This requires the operation of precision instruments. I don't have the authority to operate it. I need the manager to come."

　　 The teller looked back at the closed manager's room next to the counter, "Sorry, our manager is in a bad mood today. You can try your luck another day."

　　Resolutely add money, "I will give you a tip of 1 point before tax."

　　 "Please come inside, sir!"

ten minutes later.

　　 The cold-faced strong woman Ju Qingmeng stared at the cabinet display blankly, curling her lips, "The initial brain-computer synchronization rate is 10%, and one is a waste."

　　 Heavy responsibility: "Ah this..."

　　 Hey no!

　　 That’s not what you said last time!

　　 Ren Zhong clearly remembered the same number when the initial synchronization rate was tested last time, but she smiled and exaggerated, "10%, not bad, just up to the standard."

　　 was "not bad" last time, but this time it was "waste"!

　　 The difference between the two is that he did not wear the skin of a census officer, nor did he lead the way by the mayor himself.

　　The treatment is very different.

　　 The world is too real.

Seeing Ren Zhong's unacceptable look on his face, Ju Qingmeng waved his hand impatiently, "What ah, this ah that. Don't you think you can measure 19.9%? Are you dreaming? The initial synchronization rate If it is only 10%, it means that you are basically impossible to become a mecha fighter of level 3 or higher. I said you are trash, are you still not convinced?"

　　The heavy responsibility sprayed her all over her head and covered her face, but in her mind she subconsciously recalled that night she was wearing a gauze pajamas and was shyly waiting to let go...

　　 "No, this is the case. I was a terminally ill patient before this afternoon, and this was just cured by Dr. Sun Miao. This will be very weak, but I am recovering quickly."

Ju Qingmeng took a heavy look up and down, "You look completely bloodless now. In this way, you can retest after you recover some other day. It is recommended that you only strengthen your body before this, and do not use training armor, otherwise the data will be inaccurate. I saw your situation last year, and someone..."

　　 Poor Wen Lei hangs up again.

　　 Just then, Ju Qingmeng's eyes floated to the cabinet display again, exclaiming.

　　 "Hey! 11%? There is a problem with the data just now? You lie down and don't move, I will re-test."

　　……

　　 After half an hour, Ju Qingmeng looked at the 12.3% brain-computer synchronization rate on the monitor, and could not speak for a long time.

　　 She has never seen such a person before, and she can measure the initial value and increase it while measuring, and she doesn't teach the basic method.

　　 "Mr. Ren, your situation is not quite right."

　　 Her attitude changed a little, and she began to wear titles.

　　The job is almost over, and he said, "I said I am a terminally ill patient who is recovering."

　　Ju Qingmeng turned his head first, and glanced at the subordinate who was attacking him, "You go out."

　　 The subordinate slipped out honestly and brought the door to the room by the way.

　　 Ju Qingmeng: "In this way, I will give you an additional set of data."

"what?"

　　 "A few other items. You will not be charged."

　　 "Okay, thanks a lot."

　　 A few minutes later, Ren Zhong and Ju Qingmeng looked at the four sets of numbers on the cabinet display.

　　 The brain-computer synchronization rate was 12.5%, an increase of 0.2%.

　　 Bioelectricity carrying power is 1.03 kilowatts.

　　 Brain response index is 52.9.

　　 Physical Fitness Index 5.07.

　　Everything else is fine, but the brain response index is so high that it is a bit frantic.

"Mr. Ren, who are you? Your brain-computer synchronization rate is very strange, and you have not recovered so quickly. Your brain response index is not at the level that a normal person should have! What is the relationship between you and Sun Miao ?"

　　 Ju Qingmeng looked at Ren Zhong with scrutinizing eyes.

　　 Heavy responsibility sighed, "Do you know the specific situation of Dr. Sun, Manager Ju?"

　　Ju Qingmeng nodded, "Of course. People like him must submit complete files to live in the town."

　　 Ren nodded, "I am in the same situation as him. We used to be colleagues doing research together."

　　 "That's the case. But as far as I know, the Mengdu Group has not developed a drug that can increase the brain response index for a long time. In your case..."

　　 "I was born for this."

　　 "What! This is impossible!"

　　 "But what you see is the truth? Why should I lie to you?"

　　 "Then you should be a highly-used genius, but why did you come to Spark Town?"

Ren Zhong sighed, "Oh, I have offended people, deprived of the qualifications of citizens and researchers, and even banished. Now I am just a barren man with nothing. I have to leave my hometown and come to Spark Town, and now I just want to be in Take root here and live a new life. I can only hate that I did not study medicine at the beginning, and I can’t be a doctor like Sun Miao. My professional ability is useless in a small town. But I always have to find a way to live. Going on, so I can only transform into a combat professional."

　　Ju Qingmeng was silent for a long time, and slowly said: "At least I am a second-class citizen now. You are worse than me, but you are stronger than me."

Ren Zhong smiled, "What does it matter? Don't you see that so many barren people are trying to live? Since I'm still alive, it's not time to give up my life. There is a saying how to say it. ,There is always a way out?"

"Yeah. Mr. Ren, I suspect that your initial synchronization rate is more than 15%. You have the opportunity to become a Level 5 professional. You also have a unique talent for brain response~www.NovelMTL.com~ Believe in yourself, you can do it. . True talent will not be easily buried."

　　 "Hmm! Thank you for your encouragement, and you can do it too!"

After another half an hour, Ren Zhong was carrying a first-class alloy war blade, wearing a full set of balanced basic exoskeleton equipped with an amplifier, and riding a single-soldier wheeled motorcycle that was just recovered by the arms mall and worth 20 points. people.

　　 Now his load-bearing power is too low to control the first-level exoskeleton at all.

　　 If you want to wear it forcibly, you can only put on the amplifier.

The 　　 amplifier was installed by Ju Qingmeng himself. The selected parts were reclaimed parts whose service life was about to expire from the corner of the warehouse. They only charged 10 contribution points of scrap cost.

　　 The single-soldier motorcycle with the original price of 40 contribution points, after replacing it with second-hand goods, only spent 20 points. He didn't encounter such a good thing last time, thinking that he was bought away early.

　　 As for other combat equipment, they are brand new, including exoskeleton, batteries and weapons, a total of 180 points are consumed.

　　Ju Qingmeng also called the shots to help him refund the training armor that was no longer useful at the original price.

　　 After frantically chopping his hands, now there are only 7.36 contribution points left in the heavy duty pocket. When walking, I feel that there is a cool breeze in the pocket of my pants.

　　 When Zheng Tian came to the gate of the town house, Ren Zhong was leaning on the motorcycle and gulping the nutrition cream.

　　 Brother grandson is very generous, and gave three bottles without saving.

　　 Now that the equipment has been obtained, Zeng Zhong will start to work overtime tonight. This is the reason why the so-called soldiers and horses do not move food and grass first.

　　 Turbo boost and start.

　　 "Mr. Ren, you..."

　　 Zheng Tian was surprised to see Ren Zhong's fully armed appearance.

　　 Responsibility smiled, "I will settle down in Xinghuozhen from now on. Let's take care of each other a lot."