Resurrection Empire

Ren Zhong leaned back on the sofa, tilted the upper part of his torso back at an eight-degree angle to the vertical direction, raised his neck slightly, then squinted his eyes slightly and looked towards the passageway where the sound of wind came from.

Whirring whirring!

With the continuous rumbling of the wind, nine middle-aged men and women dressed in the aristocratic robes of the Machinery Empire appeared together on floating boards behind the tea table in front of Ren Zhong.

The strong wind brought by the fast flight blew against his face, and the white mist on the tea cup in front of Ren Zhong was blown away.

Ren Zhong looked at these people expressionlessly, with an implicit contempt in his eyes.

The nine people's robes had more or less wrinkles, and their hair was a little messy, looking a little unkempt.

Apparently they were in such a hurry that etiquette was ignored.

Ren Zhong thought, this is a good start. The name of the Imperial Apostle is indeed quite deceiving.

Ying Feng and others on the opposite side also completed their visual observation of Ren Zhong in a very short time.

The first thing they noticed was Ren Zhong's exquisite red robe and the shield-shaped locks on his shoulders.

Two patterns are engraved in relief on the surface of the two shiny locks, which are a precise gear structure and an integrated circuit board structure.

Within the Mechanical Empire, these two locks have another name, namely epaulettes.

The pattern on the shoulder straps represents the family heritage and lineage of the noble.

Imperial nobles usually only wore robes with epaulettes on important social occasions.

The nine people did not recognize Ren Zhong's epaulettes, but they could infer from the structure of the gears and integrated circuit boards that Ren Zhong must come from an ancient high-ranking noble.

Coupled with the crimson robe worn by Ren Zhong and the special etiquette of a "high-ranking noble" displayed by raising his hands and feet, there was no doubt that the nine people were guilty.

This kind of deep red color cannot be used by ordinary nobles casually. It is a serious crime. So, this is really a big deal.

"Nice to meet you, distinguished Apostle."

With Ying Feng taking the lead, the other eight people also made the same movements and said the same words.

Ren Zhong nodded, stood up slowly, and said in a gentle tone: "Tracer Finder staff, I am also very happy to see you. Because your 'network' is out of order, you cannot To screen my identity, I had to make this traditional dress to meet you. But I am very happy that you also put on the dress and showed me qualified respect."

While speaking, Ren Zhong's face continued to tilt back slightly, and his eyes squinted slightly.

There are two hidden meanings hidden in these two simple sentences of Ren Zhong.

In the ancient times of the earth, there was a time when people needed to wear emblems representing family origins, flower feathers representing identity, and other symbols on their bodies to show off in the market. Otherwise, even the emperor's royal robes walking at night would easily be trapped in a sack.

In the 21st century, when life is full of responsibility, the situation has changed. Due to the rapid development of society into high-level informatization, the real people at the top of the social pyramid no longer need these external objects to show their identity. They only need a face, don’t worry about it. Wherever he goes, he gets attention.

But in the mechanical empire where technology is more advanced, things have two sides.

First of all, within the mechanical empire, because the auxiliary brain is extremely developed and can be found in every aspect of people's daily lives, strangers do not need to introduce each other when interacting with each other. The powerful auxiliary brain will immediately perform facial recognition and then provide information. .

But after all, the empire is too large, with too many remote areas, and the total population is too large. Occasionally, the communication in some colonies is not smooth enough. At this time, people in the empire resume the need for epaulettes such as epaulettes when communicating. It is a custom to show one's status with external objects such as robes and robes, so as to avoid the real big shot being lost in the hands of insignificant little characters.

Ren Zhong's crimson robe and the shoulder straps branded with the family emblem played such a role at this time.

However, these two symbols on Ren Zhong cannot withstand scrutiny.

Neither the material of the robe itself nor the metal used to make the epaulettes are native products of the empire, and a little analysis will reveal the flaws.

Therefore, if you have a hard time, you can simply expose your shortcomings first and block the other party's talk. At the same time, in these words, Ren Zhong also revealed hidden information, indicating that he had some accidents during his journey to the source star, and even the traditional clothing that represented his family's identity was lost.

Ying Feng and the others looked at each other, and they were all confused, but they couldn't speak directly.

Seeing this, Ren Zhong over there had accurately captured the doubts in everyone's hearts. He simply sat back on the sofa and crossed his legs, "So, are you really not curious at all about why I am here? There are obviously more than a dozen people here. You should be on your way back in the year, right? As the administrator of Tracker No. 154332, your thirst for knowledge is really disappointing. As you were specially entrusted before departure, the Origin Star is to the Empire and even the Four The Great Star Kingdom can be regarded as a galaxy with great historical significance, and you should be the best administrators, but... I don't see anything special about you."

"Fidina Locke, as far as I know. Before you set off, your father told you that returning to the Source Star to serve as the administrator of the Tracking Colony would be an important opportunity for you and your family. He wanted to You grasp it well, but you grasp it not very well.”

After saying that, Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes again, with an inscrutable and cold smile on his face.

When he said this, it sounded the alarm to the nine people.

This is also the routine of Ren Chong.

On the surface, he seemed to be talking a lot.

But in fact, he didn't reveal anything. He was just tempting the other party to ask questions and expose information.

As expected, although there was no change in the faces of Ying Feng and others, their hearts were greatly shocked.

In particular, Fidina Locke, the founder of the Locke Group, repeatedly repeated the exact words her father had said to her in private, word for word.

Obviously, the depth of information possessed by this imperial apostle who came out of thin air is very deep.

His origin may not be simple.

In the not-so-brief silence, the other eight people quickly completed the exchange of opinions with Fidina Locke. After confirming that Ren Zhongzhen had spoken the exact words of Fidina's father, they all felt deeply afraid and quickly skipped Ren Zhong's attention. The heavy clothes began to shift into the mindset of Ren Zhong deliberately bringing them in.

He secretly observed the tasks of several people without even eavesdropping on their communications, and instantly understood their thoughts. What's more, in fact, Ren Zhong has already fully mastered the frequency and encryption method of their electromagnetic communication encryption band, so eavesdropping does not sound too easy.

This frequency band and encryption method also come from the torture of everyone in Ren Zhong's previous timeline.

Listening to the private communication between these people, Ren Zhong seemed to have returned to the way he pretended to be a master when he met Zheng Tian and others outside the dense forest.

History is always surprisingly similar.

It was obvious that these people had been completely fooled by him.

As long as you find the right entry point, no matter how high your status is, you can't stop the "pyramid marketing" that comes from time!

Just as Ying Hao perceived at the beginning, these nine people sitting on the top throne of the Source Star Power Pyramid are really nothing more than that.

…

In the communication channel.

Barton Augustus: "Everyone, how should we ask a question that is both polite and does not bring back unpleasant memories of the Apostle on the Origin Star?"

Ma Zhongfei: "Why don't we just ask him directly why he came?"

Ying Feng: "That's too superficial. Let's ask him what happened to the empire? After all, it is impossible to dispatch the highest-level apostle like him who holds a complete nine-segment code under normal circumstances."

…

Ren Zhong noticed the element. He completed the information that he had not captured in the previous timeline, and it turned out that the nine-segment apostle code he had obtained actually represented the highest level of identity. In addition, Ren Zhong also learned that the other party's focus was actually on possible changes within the empire.

Ren Zhong sneered inwardly.

Changes in the empire?

I don't know anything.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be silent and preparing to formulate their words, Ren Zhong picked up the tea cup again, took a sip, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, you can organize your words well. The first sentence you will say next will be It will be directly related to the performance rating I will give you when I return to the empire."

As soon as Ren Zhong said this, the nine old popsicles immediately gritted their teeth and once again began to use brainwave equipment and electromagnetic wave communication equipment to discuss intensively in secret.

Next, Ren Zhong gradually grasped more key points.

First, under normal circumstances, if the Mechanical Empire has stabilized the local situation, there is no need to send apostles to the colonies that are about to return.

Second, the way Ren Zhong appears on the Source Star is mysterious and confusing.

Third, after Ren Zhong arrived at Source Star, he did not communicate with the "Net" immediately. Instead, he climbed up step by step as a deserter, and it took many years to appear in front of them. This is also very strange. Hard to explain. For high-level nobles, their lifespan will be consumed as long as they are awake. The lifespan of high-level citizens is very precious and can be said to be priceless.

Fourth, they believe that Ren Zhong was forced to spend so much of his life, and they must be dissatisfied with them.

Fifth, they were very frightened because of the unexpected failure of the "net" and worried that they would be sent to trial after returning to the empire.

After synthesizing the above five elements, I focused on my thoughts and sorted out my thoughts at an extremely fast speed.

He planned to compile an "interesting story" to put a comma on his gorgeous performance.

"The thinking time is over, you can start asking questions, starting with you."

Ren Zhong pointed to a bald head in the middle of the crowd. This bald man's name is Bethods Yersun.

In an era where biomedical technology is so advanced, baldness is a very rare phenomenon, but male baldness is also a genetic trait of the Yersen family.

Bertoldes swallowed secretly, took a step forward, put his right hand on his chest, bowed, and asked respectfully: "Master Apostle, we would like to know if there is any change within the empire. Please let us know. Thank you."

Ren Zhong nodded lightly, "That's a good question. There are indeed some changes. The battle between us and the Ascended Ones is not as smooth as you know."

After saying that, Ren Zhong looked at Ying Feng again, "Ying Feng, next you may want to ask me why I came here with the highest authority code. I will tell you the answer directly. Because the matter is so important that there is no room for sloppiness. I About a hundred years ago, I set off from Emperor Star No. 1. Before arriving at the Source Star System, I detonated my shuttle spacecraft and exploded it into cosmic dust. Then, I used the latest fully concealed single-cabin flight plan, and It drifted in the universe for nearly thirty years and landed quietly on the Source Star. My purpose of doing this was to avoid the eyes and ears of the Net."

As soon as Ren Zhong said this, everyone was shocked.

"What!"

"this……"

Ren Zhong smiled, "As you all understand, there is a problem with the 'Net'. It has become unreliable. Starting about a hundred years ago, the 'Net' has been infiltrated by pilgrims. I have talked to you before The person contacted was not the Imperial Intelligent Brain, but an omnic transformed by an SSS-level wise man among the Pilgrims."

"All the information you have received related to the empire is an illusion. The cosmic hash value collected by the Net in the source star system was also easily swept away by the pilgrims. In your original return plan, you also He will be abducted by the 'net' and taken to the pilgrim's star country. My mission here is to correct this mistake."

"Originally, this should be a very simple matter. But you are so disappointing. You are too life-saving and too lazy. The production management mechanism you established on the Source Star is extremely ungrounded. The separation between you and the grassroots is too Far away. You also rely too much on the 'net', and I have no way to bypass the 'net' and contact you directly. Even after I fully demonstrated my talents, I still haven't received any active communication from you."

"According to the Seventh Pathfinder Decree compiled by the Empire's Ministry of Law, your mission here is not only to produce human brains, collect conventional resources, cultivate biochemical giant ship embryos, and collect hashes, but also to cultivate war talents for the Empire. The task. Obviously, you didn’t do a good enough job. Oh no, it can even be said to be very bad. It sucks.”

"According to the information I received, your total active time in this thousand years was less than five years. Only less than 700 working days were actually working, and the remaining time was completely spent on enjoyment. You have completely handed over your work to the 'Net' and the so-called association elders led by those lowly colonists. Your control over the 'Net' is the worst among all tracefinder administrators! That's why. It will give pilgrims an opportunity to take advantage of it, so what are you doing?"

"In order to complete my work, I even had to hang out with those lowly colonists, then build my own power from scratch, and recruit people including Sun Miao and Hua Yuelan to become my loyal subordinates, and then wander around Among the nine monopolies you created, you will play those absurd and ugly synergistic and feeble-minded strategies."

"I spent a lot of effort and combined the abilities of the special Ruin Beast Demon Infant and the Legion Beast. I also integrated the memories of a hundred thousand people in that nameless city, and then used the cancer cells I carried with me to make it. A super artificial intelligence became my assistant. I let this artificial intelligence invade the network again, and succeeded in temporarily shutting down the 'net' and blocking the 'net' from continuing to send information to the outside world. The empire's assets cannot continue to be lost. , and I will never allow the 'net' to lead you to the pilgrim's territory."

"It took me five years of my life to accomplish this. And what did you do? Even after the 'net' collapsed, you only appointed me as the person in charge of the ridiculous recovery plan through Ma Xiacheng's remote control command, without ever meeting me in person. I!"

"The empire will be damaged by your incompetence! Your family will be shamed by your incompetence! Waste! Everything is waste! What does the empire want from you?!"

Bang!

Ren Zhong slapped the solid wood tea table, shattering the thick tea table into pieces.

The wood chips exploded and flew into the air, and many of them even penetrated the delicate faces of the nine frozen elders, causing their faces to be sore.

But after the explosion, there was silence in the dock hall.

The nine old popsicles were as silent as cicadas, not daring to move.

Only the bionic mechanical maid quickly turned her arm into a vacuum cleaner, and circled around everyone at an extremely fast speed, cleaning.

The old popsicles didn't even dare to look at each other.

A thousand years later, they once again felt the terrifying pressure from the high nobles.