Resurrection Empire

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Remaining calmly raised his arm and put it on Chen Hanyu's leg.

He didn't want to wipe the oil, but wanted to see the time on the watch.

It is now 5:47:22 on the 15th day.

From waking up to the present, a total of 59 seconds have passed.

Then, the accurate wake-up time is 5:46:21 in the afternoon.

The time of his last death is not certain, but everyone ended a day of hunting in the abandoned mine pit. The time when they walked out of the mine to see Lin Wang and the three of them was around 5:20 pm on the 45th day.

Then after this death, the time to look back was exactly thirty days, which was not bad in one second.

At this time, the atmosphere in the carriage is still warm and full of vigor.

Everyone is still immersed in the joy of the harvest, looking forward to tomorrow and the invisible more distant future.

Only the task is different.

Listening to the conversation in his ears and feeling the truth that everyone is still alive, he couldn't help but think of the tragic battle that just passed.

In the next moment, it seemed that the adrenal hormones in the body during the **** battle also followed the memory across time and space, returning to this situation.

His heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably, and his breathing became more rapid.

There are too many things hidden in my heart, and my mind is chaotic for a while, and my thoughts are disturbed.

He simply didn't care about what others were talking about, and how he organized himself behind the scenes, he just closed his eyes again.

He needs some time to smooth his thoughts slowly and calm his mood.

In his memory, a few minutes ago, he and everyone were doing their best to fight a battle that was almost impossible to win.

Won.

But it can also be said to have lost.

Except for the death of the naive blaster Ou Youning who died behind the wall of the abandoned mine pit, he didn't take it seriously. The death of everyone in the team was as clear as a knife in his heart.

Bai Feng was pierced to death.

Wen Lei was headshot.

Zheng Tian's neck was broken and her head flew for several meters.

The death of Chen Hanyu is the most terrifying.

She was smashed to pieces by the manticore's terrifying reaction force.

Her body was torn apart.

There is also the young boy Yu Jin who is not present at this time, but is in flames like a phoenix.

Even if everything has settled down, even if other people don't know, but in the heart of the responsibility, the scenes are too close, too close, and too clear.

It took a long time before he slowly calmed down.

When Ren Zhong, lying on Chen Hanyu's thigh, listened to other people's gossip, he had a dreamlike illusion.

Anyway, it's alive, that's good.

Ren Zhong moved his head a little and changed to a more comfortable pillow position, which is more convenient for thinking.

Chen Hanyu did not spray perfume, but Ren Zhong smelled a faint fragrance from her long and elastic legs.

Compared with the tiring work of others in the team, Chen Hanyu, who is only responsible for disassembling chips, rarely sweats during daily hunting.

Not as mysterious as the natural body scent, the scent on her body is supposed to be the residue of laundry detergent.

This scent makes the heavy thoughts become clearer again.

Although he couldn't figure out the reason for a while, this was the first time he felt the real flow of time since the first resurrection in the freezer.

Without knowing it, without a sound, his time gear scale began to rotate.

History has turned a heavy page forward.

He realized that he really lost half a month of time.

He feels slightly free.

Recalling all the details in the first half of the last resurrection, I have to ask myself and claim that I did a pretty good job.

But with his perfectionist character, he actually feels that there is still room for improvement.

It is a pity that the years are like songs, and the running water does not rot. Even if there are regrets, it can only be doomed to be regrets.

At the same time, heavy responsibility and fortunate.

Although the reason is unknown, at least it has been concluded that the time to look back after the resurrection is exactly one month.

Before, I started with the freezer every time because I didn't live for a month at all, and I didn't touch the other end of the timeline.

Fortunately, I didn't leave this time and chose to start with extreme pressure.

Otherwise, after waiting for many years, when I became famous, I would once again return to the ruins of Spark Town in Bone Yingye, and my dream of suicide to make up for regrets became a dream bubble.

This time I followed the call of my heart and made the right choice that seemed crazy but was actually correct. I didn't leave immortal regrets because of the momentary weakness and the idea of ​​sneaking and rape.

…

"Mr. Ren, Mr. Ren, wake up. We are in town."

A slightly cramped and embarrassing reminder came from Ren Zhong's head.

In fact, Chen Hanyu had already realized that he was awake at the moment when Zeng Zhong secretly looked at his watch.

But she took things in another direction.

She took the task of looking at the watch as if this guy wanted to feel the elasticity of her thighs more clearly with her hands.

Chen Hanyu was embarrassed, but it was not easy to remind.

She also felt very confused.

Everyone in the team feels that Mr. Ren and Manager Ju Ye Ye Shengge are definitely hungry ghosts in the face.

But Ju Qingmeng, who only completed a morning hunt with Ren Zhong this morning, knew very well that things were not what everyone thought.

Mr. Ren was misunderstood, he was not so lustful.

But why did he put his hand on his leg and not take it down?

You are already awake, it's time to get up!

Why are you still pretending to sleep!

Wait, how did your breathing become so heavy!

What are you thinking?

Are you really wiping my oil?

Ah this...

How can Chen Hanyu know?

Ren Zhong really didn't have that thought, but felt that he had to pretend to be a little bit like sleeping.

This hand was taken up and down again, too deliberately.

The end result is what it is now.

Ren Zhong pretended to sit up straight, and rubbed his "sleepy eyes" that were not awkward.

"Oh? Are you there?"

Chen Hanyu made him very embarrassed by this sudden awkward acting. He just turned his face away in silence, and nothing happened.

Zheng Tian glanced suspiciously at the two of them, and asked, "Mr. Ren, are you going to go to Spark Resources to sell goods with me, or do you arrange it yourself?"

Ren Zhong thought for a while, then looked around at the crowd and scanned everyone's face. A bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I'm not going. You go by yourself. See you in the evening."

"okay!"

When Ren Zhong left alone first, Ou Youning murmured, "Brother Ren was so irritating that he could see me creepy. It was really like the first time I bombed the market beast when I was a child, my dad looked at me with a strange look. child."

Wen Lei slapped him on the forehead, "Just you talk a lot! He also recognizes his father everywhere!"

Ou Youning: "Bah! You know what a fart! Mr. Ren is my grandfather!"

Wen Lei: "Mr. Ren and our peers discussed, are you my grandson?"

Ou Youning: "Fuck off! It's all different!"

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, be quiet!" Zheng Tian analyzed: "Maybe the first time we took us to hunt the third-level market beasts today, we won the victory. Mr. Ren is simply happy.

Ou Youning thought for a while: "Yes. Speaking of which, I was really shocked by Ren Dahai when he said that the third-level ruins beasts. I didn't expect that he would really do the beam snails when he shot. Tsk tsk."

"Okay, let's go! Sell the goods!"

Zheng Tian blew a whistle and drove to Xinghuo Resources again.

Here, after Ren Zhong got out of the car, he put his hands in his pockets and went to his board room.

He just ordered five big dishes at Yummy Fresh, three meats, one vegetarian and one soup, and three bowls of natural white rice.

The delivery location he chose was his board house under the high wall on the edge of the town, which was next door to Yu Jin's house.

Had to invite Yu Jin to join the list tonight.

In the last battle, Yu Jin gave Ren Zhong an indescribable shock and surprise.

Now that he has come back, he has also made a decision. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Ren Zhong decides to follow his original intention and avoid the tragedy of Yu Jin's mother.

As for Yu Jin’s growth...

The sorrow of being able to survive the loss of a loved one, in such a scene, enduring such a burning pain, and the tenacity of the will of the person who has achieved that point, no longer needs more proof.

So, do you really need to use tragedy to help Jhin pull the seedlings?

Ren Zhong felt that it was really unnecessary.

…

Yu Jin was sitting on the small bench next to his mother's sewing machine at the door of the simple board room.

The old woman crouched on the machine, the busy sewing machine creaked.

On the other hand, Yu Jin curled up, hunched over his waist, wearing a thimble in his left hand to pull his fingers, and holding a small needle in his right hand, threading a needle at a very fast speed on the cuff of a casual wear.

His stitches are extremely fast, but his hands are steady.

His craftsmanship is sophisticated and refined.

With every stitch and stitch, the clothes that were sewn up are almost invisible to have been damaged.

His slightly immature face reveals a focus that is incompatible with his age, as if it is not a cheap dress that is being repaired, but a rare treasure.

Ren Zhong looked at this peaceful young man from a distance, and he was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw a ball of flame on him.

"Yu Jin what are you doing?"

Ren Zhong stepped forward and greeted.

"Ah! Mr. Ren, why are you here."

Yu Jin returned to his senses abruptly, hiding his needlework and clothes behind him with a guilty conscience, his face cramped.

He lowered his head like a kid who did something wrong, not daring to look up at the burden.

When Mr. Ren handed the gun to himself, he said that he hoped that he would have real combat effectiveness as soon as possible, but now he is doing needlework here.

He felt that Mr. Ren might be swearing.

At this time, Yu Jin's mother was more sophisticated.

The old woman hurriedly got up from the sewing machine, smiling all over her face, dancing and sharing for her son: "Mr. Ren, why are you here. That's the case, I'm a bit busy here, just like Jin, I will be free." I forced him to help. Hahahaha, this is too difficult for him to be a little boy. Hahahaha! What are you still doing? Mr. Ren must have something to ask you for, so don't put things down and follow along!"

As she said, she dragged Jhin at the same time.

Ren Zhong looked at this slightly mundane old woman with a lowly flattering tone, and he was slightly taken aback.

At this moment, he remembered the old man's suicide note.

The other party seemed cowardly and timid, cowering, and mundanely humble into the dirt, but he had the courage to face death.

Ren Zhong smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay. I'm fine. Tonight I have a rare free time and I will go home for dinner. By coincidence, everyone in the neighborhood, Yu Jin helped me build a house. Tonight we Let’s have dinner together. I ordered delicious takeaways and accidentally ordered too many. I can't finish it alone."

"Ah this..."

The old woman was silly.

Few people in the bottom of the town have never imagined how delicious delicious food is.

It is said that the price of a big dish there is more than a monthly meal for ordinary people.

The people at the bottom have exhausted their brains, and they can't even imagine what kind of high-ranking, wealthy, and prosperous people who can eat in the delicious food.

The old woman never dreamed that the "noble man" who had just moved here soon and gave Yu Jin a big price to build a house, and even sold Yu Jin a gun at a low price, was so expensive.

"No, no! How can this work! We don't deserve it, I dare not. This favor is too great! No, no, we have dinner ready."

The old woman shook her head quickly and refused.

Yu Jin beside him also waved his hand in shock, "No, Mr. Ren, you are too polite. You have helped me a lot."

Ren Zhong scowled, "Then you don't give me face?"

Mother and son: "Uh..."

…

Mother Yu Jin and her son sat on both sides of the Fangzheng dining table, each putting their hands on their knees, sitting tightly, not daring to take a mouthful.

The mother and son struggled to control their eyes and salivary glands.

But the fragrant white rice smoke, the spicy flavor of boiled pork slices, the delicate fragrance of sour bamboo shoots and fish...

This kind of scent that only exists in imagination constantly stimulates the mother and son who have only dealt with the synthetic food in the Tianlong High-tech canteen for a lifetime.

Ren Zhong called out and took the lead in picking up the chopsticks, "Let’s eat, it won’t taste good when it’s cold."

Being half-forced by heavy responsibility, the two dared to pick up chopsticks.

Two minutes later, Ren Zhong frowned and put down his chopsticks.

Although he had greeted them enthusiastically, the mother and son did not touch the five dishes at all. They only used chopsticks to carefully pick rice from the rice bowl like embroidered flowers.

It's really a pick.

Going down with a chopstick, tilted up three or two grains of rice, then put it into his mouth and chewed slowly, still showing a satisfying and cozy feeling on his face.

Responsibility rolls his eyes straight.

He stood up abruptly, picked up some hard dishes such as boiled pork slices, shredded pork with soy sauce, and stir-fried cabbage, and smashed them into their rice bowls.

When the two came back to their senses, the rice bowls in front of them had been piled into two hills.

Except for the prickly sour bamboo shoot fish, the other three dishes were empty.

Yu Jin's mother panicked.

She quickly stood up and held her own bowl again, trying to plow the vegetables back into the heavy bowl.

But when she really wanted to put down the chopsticks, she hesitated again.

It's not that she is reluctant to eat good food, but she realizes that this is very transcendent.

She had to put down the dishes and chopsticks again, and asked at a loss: "What do you eat, Mr. Ren?"

Ren Zhong pressed his hand and took out the watch, "Is it delicious? Well, it's me. I just placed an order this afternoon, yes. Please send me three more dishes, the signature dishes, the best three. Urgent. I haven’t left the table yet. Do you want to add more? How much? Oh well, it’s 45 o’clock in total, right? I’ll turn around now."

Hanging up, Ren Zhong pretended to be blank and asked: "Ah? What's the matter? What did you just say?"

The old woman's lips trembled, and she choked silently.

Although she knew that delicious food was very expensive, she had only heard of it. She didn't have a clear idea of ​​how expensive it was.

Now she knows.

This meal is enough for her for a year and a half.

After dinner, Yu Jin was left by Ren Zhong, only to say that there were some things to discuss.

The old woman who was dizzy as if in a dream couldn't remember how she came back to her home.

She recalled the arduous enthusiasm at the dinner table, the undisguised appreciation for Jhin in her eyes, and the heroic spirit of taking a few dozen big shots when she was taking the key dishes without blinking.

Mr. Ren is a big man!

The background is unimaginable!

As long as Yu Jin follows him, he can live no matter where he goes in the future, and can live very well!

The old woman rubbed her eyes severely.

There was light in her cloudy eyes.

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