"He’s now connected with Ju Qingmeng. After all, he was once a Citizen, so being looked at differently is normal. I didn’t expect Ju Qingmeng to be so underwhelming. Third, and most importantly, although Ma Xiaoling will let him sit in the back row, making their relationship seem extraordinary, that’s not the truth."
"At first, he seemed unfamiliar with Pan Fenglian, but then they got acquainted. I could see his technique was quite practiced. So it’s likely he only has a superficial relationship with Ma Dafu; he’s just lusting after Ma Xiaoling’s body. This guy has quite a nerve. In any case, he has the potential to be recruited."
Meanwhile, Ren Zhong rode his motorcycle straight to the supply and sales cooperative, then turned directly toward the Military Weapon Store.
Along the way, he made a new decision.
He sacrificed a lot today, but it was worth it. His performance was spot on; he played every role perfectly. Lin Wang, this self-proclaimed genius, will definitely fall for it.
This means that tomorrow, he’ll be able to bring out the Thunderbolt Car, further increasing the intensity of daytime hunts.
With just one meal, he managed to push the guillotine hanging over everyone’s head in Zheng Tian’s squad a bit further away. Even the air became fresher to breathe.
Ren Zhong rubbed his hands disdainfully and casually tossed the tea package into the roadside gutter.
He liked tea, but that didn’t mean he’d drink just any tea.
Gifts from arch-enemies are sugar-coated bombs; they must not be touched, lest they shake his resolve to kill.
Ju Qingmeng’s eyes widened like car lights after hearing Ren Zhong’s request.
She thought she had misheard.
"Are you crazy? You want the power limit pushed to the amplifier’s maximum of 600 kilowatts. Circuitry, drivetrain, medium engine, neural link system, close-to-medium range weapons system, observation and targeting system... you want all eight major systems custom-upgraded, and the look still the same as before?"
Ren Zhong scratched his head, "Uh, is there not enough material in the store? Can’t it be done?"
Ju Qingmeng’s face darkened, "It’s not a lack of materials. Do you know how much this custom version costs? The price is equivalent to a full set of Third Level Exoskeleton! It’s at least 15,000 points here! You also want the Arc Light Saber comprehensively upgraded. According to your requirements, boost the oscillating cut performance, reduce weight, increase strength. That’s another 1,500 points! Where do you get the money? Even though I have certain permissions, I can’t... Wait..."
Ju Qingmeng seemed to have a fleeting look of struggle on her face, then she gritted her teeth, "Fine. I’ll lend you 12,000, and you can find a way with the rest."
Ren Zhong continued to scratch his head, "I don’t need to borrow your money for now; let me trouble you when I do. Actually, I... uh, I can cover it myself."
Ren Zhong’s stock market career has now concluded, and the threat from the professional team is temporarily lifted.
He no longer needs to be distracted, constantly keeping an eye on stocks.
Only one thing remains in front of him now, which is to rapidly enhance his strength with a solid capital foundation.
He’s willing to spend all 30,000 points as long as he can grow stronger.
Besides, he’s only spending just over half now, so he doesn’t even bat an eyelid.
Confirming he really had the money, although Ju Qingmeng was curious, she didn’t ask where it came from.
Once she made the decision, she immediately got to work.
The workload tonight was substantial, and Ju Qingmeng needed a hand.
Ren Zhong was happy to learn by watching, following her instructions to run around and memorizing the process of modifying equipment with eagerness.
Without realizing it, the two worked until eleven o’clock at night before they were finished.
Ju Qingmeng was extremely weary.
She just took a day off yesterday and had work in the morning.
She then said, "It’s not meaningful to go back to the villa now. I’m afraid I won’t make it to the store in time tomorrow morning. Let’s just sleep here. I’ll go get two folding beds."
Ren Zhong wasn’t planning to go hunting tonight either, and going back to the hibernation space didn’t seem appropriate, so he didn’t object.
Five minutes later, Ju Qingmeng, still covered in black engine oil and only wearing a tank top, said to Ren Zhong, "You should sleep early too; I’ll sleep first."
Ren Zhong responded, "Okay."
She then activated the hypnosis function and fell into a deep sleep.
Ren Zhong, however, got up from the folding bed, stood beside Ju Qingmeng’s bed, and gazed at her.
Her face wore a sweet smile, yet her brow was slightly furrowed.
As some imaginative folks once said, in this age, someone allowing another to stay overnight nearby must be a bond forged through shared hardships.
Although they got to know each other for various reasons not shared with outsiders, now Ju Qingmeng opened her heart completely to him, without reservation.
Ren Zhong could feel her pure heart.
He sighed softly and picked up her white trench coat from the nearby chair, gently covering her with it and pressing the collar down over her shoulder.
After a long while, Ren Zhong’s left fingers caressed the face of the Fourth Level wrist watch on his right wrist, and he naturally fell asleep.
Just as he fell asleep, while his consciousness sank but hadn’t yet woken in the hibernation space, he seemed to suddenly remember something.
Did I forget something?
Forget it. If I forgot something, given my memory, it must not be important.
In the underground lab of the Miracle Clinic.
Brother Sun was furiously roaring.
What the hell did this brat want from me?
Why hasn’t he shown up yet?
It’s already fucking eleven o’clock!
Could it be that I got stood up?
Damn. What the hell is going on?