Resurrection Empire

Time, 6:15 pm on the seventh day.

Location, slum, the northern outer city near the city wall.

This is a relatively desolate alley. Only half of the houses have been repaired, and the other half are empty spaces or ruins of old houses that have collapsed.

The bottom desolatemen who ended their boring and boring life have just eaten a dinner based on cheap synthetic food, and they are at a time when they are doing nothing right and doing nothing.

Desolatemen or boring sitting at their respective doors, counting the time to see if it’s time to go to the sleeping cabin to grab a place; or gathering in small groups and chatting about something that is neither nutritious nor meaningless topic.

The entrance of a shop that repairs and sells second-hand electrical appliances is full of men and women.

Everyone craned their necks and looked inside, their expressions extremely focused, their eyes shining brightly.

Ren Zhong couldn't help being curious when he saw this scene.

He spent many days in the town, and rarely saw this look in the eyes of the desolatemen at the bottom. It was the same as when he first opened the quantum mechanics science books when he was in junior high school. Exactly the same.

He quickened his pace and approached the pavement.

"Hmm..."

"Oh~~"

"Hmm~~"

High-pitched and intense moans are coming from Inferior speakers radiate outward, like noise pollution.

Ren Zhong's step forward suddenly got stuck.

He looked towards the gaze of the crowd over there, and it was quite interesting.

It's no wonder that these people who usually don't have any eyesight suddenly become so diligent and studious.

In a large public, men and women, young and old, observe and learn life skills together, which is true and open.

He retreated quietly.

Hey, it's really not gregarious again.

On the other side, seven or eight brat in ragged clothes are running wildly on the street like a flock of ducks being chased, losing one's head out of fear, and chasing several plain women who are constantly yelling.

Ren Zhong keenly noticed that these women's clothes were loose and sloppy, basically hanging in a vacuum.

These people really just missed the word poverty on their faces.

Even if they are both slums, the alley where Wonderful Rejuvenation is located and the alley where Zheng Tian squad is located are much more prosperous and richer than the alley in front of Ren Zhong.

Even practitioners in the special service industry disdain to come here to solicit customers.

The desolatemen who live near the city wall are undoubtedly the bottom of the bottom.

There is no business to do here, so I can only be prostituted.

……

"young man. I have a job here. You help me build a five-meter by five-meter board house next to your house, and then I will give you a 3contribution point Are you interested?"

Ren Zhong smiled and looked at the guy in front of him, said with a smile.

The young guy looked up at the front blankly.

There is a young man riding on a luxury motorcycle.

Wearing a balanced Level 1 outer skeleton, the man looks like an elite and powerful professional scavenger.

At this time, the man took off the full-covering helmet, but looked at himself with a gentle face from a high position.

The guy doesn't know what happened.

Suddenly, it was such a person, bringing the delivery truck of the supply and marketing agency to the open space next to his house.

Then these high-level alloy plate building materials clang dong clang dong, which can be drooling, are unloaded.

After that, this person walked straight to him who was watching the excitement.

He said he would let himself do the work.

This is reasonable.

Many desolatemen who have no hunting ability rely on odd jobs to earn some extra income.

But after this man made the price, the guy was stupid.

3contribution point! Sky price!

Usually, when the desolatemen on the ground floor help each other to build houses, they will give 0.2 contribution point at most, usually at a dime. They usually exchange equivalent food in the cafeteria as a means of payment.

After all, everyone has nothing in their pockets, and no one has more food.

As for those wealthy professional scavengers, sometimes they also hire low-level desolatemen.

But these scavengers never give a penny more compassionately, and the prices follow the market.

How can you give 3 points at a time!

The surprise came so much and so suddenly that the guy almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.

He also wants to see who this person is.

He looked at it again and again and was sure that he did not know the other person, and he was even more puzzled.

"You guys, don't be stunned, just say if you can take this job."

Ren Zhong asked again.

"Brother, what are you saying is true?"

Ren Zhong shrugged, "Of course, why am I kidding you about this?"

The confusion in the eyes gradually disappeared, and then the excited rays of light bloomed.

He leaped forward and knelt under Ren Zhong's motorcycle with a thud.

He was crawling on the ground, suppressing his throat, not daring to make too much noise, only trembling and trembling with a crying voice.

"Brother! Thank you! I will take this job! I will do it for you! I swear! Definitely!"

The tears of disappointing burst from the boy's eyes.

He wants to buy a second-hand rapid-fire machine gun, and others charge a 10 contribution point.

Now he and his mother coexist at the 7contribution point.

In eight days, he will be 16 years old.

There are only 53 days left before the census. He is almost impossible to have enough money to buy a gun during this time.

He will have to quietly say goodbye to mother before the census arrives, and pounce into the wild empty-handed.

Now, he seems to see the hope of changing fate.

If you can hold your own gun in your hand, you can at least hold hope.

Ren Zhong looked at this young man, but in his mind he remembered the first time he spent the night in Starfire Town. The young man who was on duty as a night watchman rushed to the fighting point with a gun from his back. He was determined to leave Starfire Town when he agreed with himself.

Didn't expect this desperate guy would cry into tears because of the 3 contribution points.

Same as desolatemen, Ren Zhong has already seen an insurmountable moat between himself and the other party.

How far is the distance between the citizens of this world and the desolatemen?

Is it farther than the distance between the sun and Origin Star?

"That's good. I'll pile up the materials here. You can start working now. Try to build the first house before 9:30 tonight, and then put the remaining materials Lock it in. Tomorrow night at 9:30, I will be waiting for you at the stairway of sleep cabin No. 13, and you can give me the key."

The building materials he bought are all high level goods, all modules No need to paste walls and pour cement to repair houses, just build them out like building blocks.

This guy is busy for a few hours tonight, and tomorrow is enough to toss about the whole day.

"en!"

The guy is nodded.

Ren Zhong hasn’t bid farewell, so the guy elated to the door of his house, shouting: "Mom! Mom, come out! I'm going to help this big brother repair the house! Mom, come and build it. Hand tools!"

Before the 38-year-old "grandma" walked out the door, Ren Zhong had disappeared.

He subconsciously doesn't want to have too much contact with this "old lady".

He is afraid of exposure.

Ren Zhong rode a motorcycle through the streets and alleys, and returned to Zheng Tian squad's house on time at 6:30.

After everyone had dinner together, he officially started apprenticeship.

Chen Hanyu began to explain.

Unlike the mecha warriors who pay attention to actual combat, dismantler is not only very demanding for dexterous and precise hands, but also a profession that pays attention to the accumulation of knowledge.

To become a qualified dismantler, you need to remember a lot of ruinbeast's physiological structure.

Only by being proficient in how to solve the problem, can the ruinbeast peel off the shell and covering tissue of the ruinbeast in five minutes like peeling an onion, and take out the chip intact.

Fortunately, Ren Zhong has been an experimental expert appreciated by chemistry and biology teachers since he was in junior high school. Many of his undergraduate, master and Academician thesis related experiments are also done by himself.

He has a pair of skillful hands with the potential of a surgeon.

Many people once said that if he studies medicine, he must also be a good hand in front of the operating table.

As for another professional requirement of dismantler-amazing memory and rich accumulation of knowledge, as well as the ability to analyze by analogy.

Chen Hanyu asked like this: "Mr. Ren. My previous advice is not aimless. People like you with super mecha warrior innate talents usually have a hard time calming down and reciting these boring things. Boring knowledge. There are many types of ruinbeast, and different variants are produced every moment. Each variant has big or small differences in the key points of chip removal. We need to perfectly combine experience and analytical ability to avoid mistakes. Often just a small mistake in detail will damage the chip and may even cause an explosion hazard. Can you really do it?"

Ren Zhong smiled rarely, "I said I’m the most What I like is actually reading, not kidding. In addition, you may have misunderstood my innate talent."

My friend, you don’t know anything about Academician who can be listed in the SCI journal at the age of 23. .

He wants to say that if it is not for survival requirements that force him to obtain battle strength, perhaps dismantler is the most suitable career for him.