Resurrection Empire

Life is always going on, not based on human will.

Everyone lives like this no matter whether they are adapted or not, happy or not.

Time is like using a sharp knife to carve an irreparable trace on the Stone of the Years one blade after another.

The light blue sunlight in the afternoon passed through the window lattice and shone on the face, not warm.

Ren Zhong lay quietly on the chair, enjoying the rare peace and comfort.

He has gradually become accustomed to everything around him, even the strange blue sun.

Here is his own home.

He didn't need to count, but the number thirteen came up subconsciously in his heart.

It's been thirteen days since I came to this world.

Everyday all had a very fulfilling life, leaving him almost no time to remember, and no time for self-pity.

Under the premise of deliberately strengthening memory, he remembers every day, every thing, every person, every ruinbeast, every section of the road clearly.

As a stranger who has lived for an unknown number of years and lived in an unknown number of millions and millions li, he has been trying his best to get acquainted with and understand this World.

Every memory is his precious resource for survival, and it is a pity to lose a drop.

Ren Zhong got up from the recliner, walked to the window, and looked down on the low-rise building overlooking the slums where you could barely see the margins.

Now, Ren Zhong is very well integrated, like a fish back in water, and disguised very well, almost even himself can cheat.

He has gradually forgotten the brutality of the hunters.

But every time there is no one around, there is still lingering confusion and anger in his eyes.

Although he is already doing well, he still disgusts this world from the bottom of his heart.

Other people's affairs are too far away, but he often sees the teenage mother and son living next door to his house.

Old Lady is not lazy, and she puts a heavy sewing machine to the door with her son almost every morning, crack cracks to mend clothes.

She charges an average of 0.02 contribution point.

But because of the 10% transaction tax, she had to adopt a billing method. When she needed to buy something, she went to those customers with a higher billing amount to pay for it.

But here is the problem.

Some customers will renege on a debt.

Some customers will die happily with outstanding debts.

It is normal for Old Lady's business to lose money.

As for the young man, he was either wandering around the town like a ghost during the day, looking for casual workers, or pitifully going to the second-hand bookstore and rubbing the books there.

The "Starfire Town Gunners Survival Guide" has been seen by him for the third time.

Mother and son who worked so hard still lived so miserably.

Under Ren Zhong's mansion, there are still Brat getting together, or graffiti, or playing with his high-grade alloy plate walls, which are much more stable than ordinary houses, as goals.

And then from time to time, parents lose one's head out of fear and look for them. While pulling on the child’s ears, regardless of whether the boy or girl is downstairs, he takes off his pants and squeezes his buttocks while using it. Looking at him pleadingly and nervously, apologizing repeatedly in his mouth.

Many female parents are wearing loose, unfitting clothes, which are obviously worn by the men in the family, and the inside is empty.

As long as they leaned over, Ren Zhong could see too many sceneries that could not be said to be springtime or tragedy.

No, there's another woman in revealing clothes.

She is tall and her barely managed hair is a little messy.

She faced the sky and looked towards Ren Zhong's window with her head up under the sun.

She raised her neck and chest.

She is showing off her slight beauty.

This is the eighth time she has come to Ren Zhong's downstairs in these days.

Ren Zhong knows what she wants to sell.

She is not the only one.

Even, he...and them.

It's just an acceptable board house, a Level 1 outer skeleton armor suit from the basic introduction, and a brand new motorcycle, which can turn these low-level people into moths to fight the fire.

This cannot be said to be noble or mean, but an innumerable living beings' living means that's all showing the divine ability.

However, Ren Zhong does not enjoy all this.

He can't look at hell when he has seen heaven.

He only has anger in his heart, and anger reminds him every moment that this should not be the case in the world.

Anger can only make him realize more clearly that he is incompatible with this world.

Avoiding the ardent gaze of the woman downstairs, Ren Zhong squeezed his fist, turned around abruptly, and returned to the room.

Tonight, it's time to work hard.

...

Since the eighth day, he has spent the night time outside for five days.

Since ninth day, he has been paddling a little.

He was really sluggish because of his severe lack of sleep. After a short time in the car, he fell asleep with his head on the window.

When he woke up again, the squad entire group had just finished a hunt and was about to get on the car again, when Wen Lei tried to move him to the co-pilot.

Ren Zhong rubbed his eyes in a daze, "Are you over? Sorry, why didn't you call me?"

Zheng Tian said with a smile: "It's actually called No, but Brother Ren, you have no reaction at all. We think that the opponent is not strong, and we can handle it by ourselves, so we let you sleep a little longer."

Ou Youning also said: "Yes. Ren. Brother, your current appearance is just like being a night watchman. You rest assured, we can handle it. Anyway, now in our morning..."

"cough cough!" Zheng Tian coughed and beat Broken Ou Youning.

Ren Zhong's appearance of lack of sleep during the day is a bit abnormal, but it is acceptable.

No one stipulates that sleeping at night is not allowed during the day.

In fact, many desolatemen often stay lazily at home during the day and do not want to move even if they sleep well with a watch at night.

Being awake like that is no different from falling asleep.

Ren Zhong thought for a while and said: "Then, when you encounter problems, such as ruinbeast nest or Level 2 ruinbeast, then wake me up."

" Okay!"

So, Ren Zhong started a confident and bold stroke this morning.

It's just right, anyway, when it's almost noon, people in professional teams can always think of ways to come to the door and knock on an occasional tax.

Because of Ren Zhong's paddling, the squad's hunting progress in the morning was naturally lackluster.

Zheng Tian, ​​who is not stupid, has already seen through Ren Zhong's previous behavior style.

Brother Ren is deliberately avoiding the extortion of professional teams.

Although Zheng Tian feels that there is a risk of exposure sooner or later in this way, it is a bit dangerous, and it is prone to accidents.

But she changed her mind again, since this is the decision of the census officer, even if it is discovered by the professional team, it does not seem to be a major event.

At noon, Ren Zhong, who had only been woken up twice in the morning, finally got enough sleep and fully recovered.

In the afternoon, the entire squad changed its morning slump and started a big sweep again.

Mouse Cliff Mountain is still being watched today.

The little Mouse Cliff Mountain is like Shen Wansan’s Treasure Gathering Pot, and there are endless ruinbeasts.

Even if a stalk of leeks were cut not long ago, a new rodent ruinbeast has now grown, and it can't be cut.

Ninth day, the harvest is still quite fruitful.

……

The indulgence of the people further contributed to Ren Zhong's arrogance.

On the tenth day, Ren Zhong went to sleep as soon as he got in the car.

Others even lowered the volume during the communication, fearing to make him noise.

He did this for five consecutive mornings.

Ren Zhong's struggle in everyone's mind gradually caused his image to collapse.

Perhaps this is the corrupt life that desolatemen will never understand.

Every night, living to the utmost, only carefree high-class citizens can live heartlessly and live well in this way.

Ren Zhong reduced his daytime action time, but the gains of squad in these five days have not diminished.

The reason is very simple. As the economy becomes more affluent, everyone in the squad has not stopped.

Squad's strength is increasing at a speed visible to naked eye.

Zheng Tian changed to a new gun. Although it is the same as Level 1, it has undergone more extreme modifications, including shooting accuracy, loading speed, continuous firing speed and smoothness of huge might bullets, etc. All advanced by leaps and bounds.

Ou Youning finally started to buy a lot of good things that I only dared to watch drooling before, but never dared to start. The art is exploding this set to play more skillfully and sharply.

Bai Feng has started to inject valuable new medicines again. The pitch-black scales on his hands are becoming brighter and more dazzling.

In addition to daily training, Wen Lei also used the blood to fine-tune the armor, plug new things into the basic modules, or replace some parts with better performance indicators.

In the past, when everyone encountered Level 2 ruinbeast, they either avoided fighting, or carefully prepared and tentatively caught ambushes.

A missed hit immediately turned into a thousand miles.

Now, as long as you encounter an order, you can get up with a wave of A after a little planning. Wyvern doesn't know how to lose.

Even if it is a paired Level 2 ruinbeast, some plans are not impossible.

Ren Zhong dragged one first, and the other four besieged one, securing one horse.

One day, squad even hosted a small team of three Level 2 ruinbeasts.

One Zheng Tian kite. Ou Youning exploded the other two first, Ren Zhong dragged away the more injured one in the explosion, and Wen Lei and Bai Feng dragged the other one.

After a few minutes of fierce battle, Ren Zhong first smashed his opponent with a sword, and then went to support Wen Lei and Bai Feng.

When Zheng Tian kite came back with the only survivor, the other two ruinbeast chips were taken out by Chen Hanyu.

Of course, the decisive factor for squad to become stronger is Ren Zhong. His fighting skills have improved too quickly.

In just a few days, he has gone from being a fresh new fighter to a veteran of thousands of hammers, hundred refinements.

In the beginning, he used gorgeous moves when dealing with ruinbeast. Although he always had a miraculous effect, his consumption of physical energy and armor energy was not low.

But gradually, he began to return to the Natural State, one by one, one by one, but he was always able to achieve the best combat effect with the smallest range of movements.

As for his various parameters, naked eye can tell that the increase is amazing without measuring.

Everyone began to wonder and doubt again.

The advanced by leaps and bounds of this fighting technique is too scary!

Is there an expert taking him to fly?

is it possible that what he said was a serious duel exercise at a friend’s house?

Ju Qingmeng is in charge of the arms mall, so according to the law, he should be a graduate of ordnance management, and he should not have this ability.

Who in the town will it be?

Is it possible that, it is the town guard Captain, Ma Xiaoling, the daughter of the mayor Ma Dafu who is known as the strongest Level 4 mecha warrior in the town?

In the various whimsical ideas of brain patching people, in the five-day morning paddling in the afternoon and the night exploding liver in the struggle, Ren Zhong earned an average of 73.77 points per day.

The income of working with everyone during the day fluctuates between 30-50, and the personal income at night fluctuates between 25-40.

But Ren Zhong feels that he has sacrificed a lot. After all, he has not been able to sleep with the watch for five consecutive days, and he has directly lost 5 contribution points of the locked up start-up funds obtained after sleeping.

Distressed.

……

Everything is going well, but now, Ren Zhong in his room still decides to fight.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon on the 13th day. After everyone was fully loaded and merged again and successfully realized, Ren Zhong's personal assets reached an astonishing number of 430.66.

But he is still 257.34 contribution point short of "Sidmeier's Armor Experience".

According to the normal speed, he is impossible to make enough money before the job title assessment on the night of the fifteenth day begins.

He also thought about being lazy, there is no need to fight like this.

But the anger at this world awakened his vigilance.

He doesn't know exactly when he will die, and how he will die.

He will never forget Bei Lihui's indifferent expression when he smashed his body with a shot.

This makes him angry and wary more than dying in the hands of ruinbeast and the hunter.

Whenever I think of it, I always have goosebumps and colds all over my body.

He is too insecure.

If you don't go forward desperately, then even alive depends on luck and the mood of others.

Since I have decided to get "Armor Experience" this time, I can't allow myself to slow down.

The stock trading has been temporarily forced to shelve, and it is necessary to get the "Armor Experience" to calm the inner anxiety.

If he really wants to be lazy, he can have a more labor-saving way.

For example, after a few days of pure watering, then simply wipe the neck and die.

When you come next time, I will reduce all unnecessary expenses, just follow the crowd for ten days half a month, and then enter the stock market for ten days of bad money, and then use the cash money Go buy "Armor Experience".

This operation is easy and fragrant.

But Ren Zhong did not choose.

His motto when he was studying was "What can be learned today cannot be saved for tomorrow".

Now his motto has become "This life can be done, it cannot be left to the next life. If it can, I actually don't want to die once."

Work out the auxiliary on-board computer and start typing in information.

He is sorting out the Level 2 ruinbeast information that he has let off each other these days, and formulating the course of action and battle plan for tonight.

Yes, he wants to single out the wilderness, and he is still leapfrogging.

Forty minutes later, Ren Zhong got up and went downstairs and rode his motorcycle straight to the Arms Mall.

"Manager Ju, here is the list of products I want. Excuse me."

Ju Qingmeng: "One-time high-frequency plasma dagger, viscous acid spray, blasting fishing Net...Mr. Ren, why do you want these weird things?"

Ren Zhong doesn't know how to answer, so he can only say: "I have some unique hobbies."

"Oh...Mr. Ren, you really know how to play. But if the opponent is a professional, cough cough, don't easily kill him. Or, don't be known by others."

Ju Qingmeng He understands again.

Ren Zhong rolled his eyes straight, and another brain made up for the blame.

This world is gone.

Destroy it.