Resurrection Empire Chapter 42

　　 time, six a quarter in the afternoon 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 built, and the other half are empty spaces or ruins of old houses that have collapsed.

　　 The low-level people who have 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.

　　People sitting in their respective homes boringly, counting the time to see if they should set off to the sleeping cabin to grab a place; or gather in twos and threes to talk about topics that are neither nutritious nor meaningful.

　　 The door 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.

　　 Seeing this scene, he couldn't help being curious.

　　 He also spent many days in the town back and forth, and he rarely saw this look in the eyes of the low-level barren people. It was exactly the same as when he first opened the general book of quantum force when he was in junior high school.

　　 He quickened his pace and approached the shop.

"Ok……"

　　 "Oh~~"

　　 "Hmm~~"

　　 High-pitched and intense moans are radiating from inferior speakers, like noise pollution.

　　 The heavy forward step suddenly got stuck.

　　 When he looked at the crowd over there, he was a little bit funny.

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

　　A wide crowd, regardless of men, women, and children, observe and learn life skills together, which is true and open.

　　 He walked away quietly.

　　 Alas, it's really not gregarious again.

　　 On the other side, seven or eight ragged little kids are running wildly on the street like a flock of ducks being chased. They are 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 only had to write the word poverty on their faces.

　　 Even though they are both slums, the alley where Miaoshou Rejuvenation is located and the alley where Zheng Tian's team 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 deserted people 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 contribute 3 points to you, are you interested?"

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

　　 The immature boy looked up at the front blankly.

　　 There is a young man riding on a luxury motorcycle.

　　 The man wears a balanced first-level exoskeleton and 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 didn'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-quality alloy plate building materials, which can make people drooling, were unloaded.

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

　　 He said he wanted to let himself do the work.

　　 This is reasonable.

　　Many people without hunting ability earn some extra income by doing odd jobs.

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

　　3 contribution points! Sky price!

　　Usually, when people at the bottom of the barren build hands with each other when they build houses, at most they will give 0.2 contribution points, mostly when it is a dime, and usually exchange equivalent food in the cafeteria as a means of payment.

　　 After all, everyone is empty-handed in their pockets, and no one has surplus food.

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

　　 But these scavengers will never be merciful and give a penny more, and the prices will follow the market.

　　 How can I give 3 points at a time!

　　 The surprise came too much, too suddenly, the guy almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.

　　 He also wants to see who this person is.

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

　　 "Don't be dazed, guy, just say if you can take this job at all."

　　 One more question.

　　 "Brother, what you said is true?"

　　 shrugged with heavy responsibilities, "Of course, why am I teasing you about this?"

　　 The confusion in the boy's eyes gradually disappeared, and then a light of excitement bloomed.

　　 He leaped forward and knelt under the heavy motorcycle with a thud.

　　 He squatted on the ground, suppressed his throat, didn't dare 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! I must!"

　　 Unbelievable tears gushed from the boy's eyes.

　　 He wants to buy a second-hand rapid-fire machine gun. Others charge 10 contribution points.

　　 Now he and his mother have a total of 7 contribution points.

　　 Eight days later, he will be 16 years old.

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

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

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

　　 was able to hold his own gun in his hand, so he at least held hope.

Ren Zhong looked at this young man, but in his mind he remembered that when he spent the first night in Sparktown, the young man who had been working as a night watchman from the back of the young man holding a gun and rushing to the point of engagement, and he had agreed to leave with him. Resolute in Xinghuo Town.

　　 I didn't expect that this desperate guy would cry into tears because of 3 contribution points.

　　 are both wild people, but 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 barren people?

　　 Is it farther than the distance between the sun and the source 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 lock the rest of the materials in. Tomorrow night at nine o'clock. Half, I'm waiting for you at the stairway of Sleeping Pod No. 13, and you just give me the key."

　　The building materials he buys are all high-quality goods, full modules, and the building does not need to be glued and cemented, just like building blocks.

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

"Ok!"

　　 The guy nodded heavily.

　　 Before bidding farewell to the heavy responsibilities, the young man went to his house happily, shouting: "Mom! Mom, come out! I want to help this big brother repair the house! Mom, come and hand over tools!"

　　 Before the thirty-eight-year-old "grandma" walked out the door, the responsibility was gone.

　　 Subconsciously, he 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 the house of Zheng Tian's team on time at 6:30.

　　 After everyone had dinner together, he officially began to apprenticeship.

　　 Chen Hanyu began to explain.

Unlike mecha fighters who pay attention to actual combat, the dismantling division requires dexterity and precision with extremely high hands. It is also a profession that pays attention to the accumulation of knowledge~www.mtlnovel.com~ To become a qualified dismantling division, you need Memorize the physiological structure of a large number of beasts.

　　Only with the proficiency of smashing a cow, can it peel off the shell and covering tissue of the beast with various features like peeling an onion in five minutes, and take out the chip intact.

　　 Fortunately, Ren Zhong has been an experimental expert appreciated by chemistry teachers and biology teachers since he was in junior high school. Many experiments related to his undergraduate, master and doctoral theses have also been 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 be a good hand in front of the operating table.

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

Chen Hanyu asked in this way: "Mr. Ren. My previous suggestion is not aimless. People like you with super mecha warrior talents usually find it difficult to calm down and recite such boring knowledge. Types of market beasts There are many, 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 detail Mistakes will damage the chip and may even cause an explosion. Can you really do it?"

　　 smiled with a rare hardship, "I said before that my favorite thing is actually reading, not kidding. In addition, you may also have a misunderstanding of my talent."

　　Friend, you don't know anything about Ph.Ds who can be listed in SCI journals at the age of 23.

　　 He wanted to say that if it wasn't for survival that forced him to obtain combat effectiveness, perhaps the dismantling division was the most suitable profession for him.

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