"In that case, how have you managed to survive under the noses of Yang Bingzhong and Lin Wang to this day?"
"I didn’t always have this name. My father’s surname is Han, and my mother’s surname is Yu. I changed my name."
"Since childhood, I’ve never shown my true face. Apart from my parents, no one knows my real appearance. From a young age, the most common tool I used to practice the Disassembly Skill was not something else but my face. Every so often, I use the Demolition Master’s gloves to emit a continuous microcurrent that stimulates the contraction of my facial muscles. Much of my current appearance is self-crafted."
Ren Zhong frowned slightly.
He could imagine how cautious Chen Hanyu had been living all these years.
He raised a new question, "Since you can sculpt your appearance, why not make it uglier, no, more ordinary? You’re still not low-key enough."
Hanyu: "I’ve done my best."
Ren Zhong instantly understood, remained silent for a long time, "Alright, you head back first. I have things to take care of."
Everyone has curiosity, and Ren Zhong is no exception.
He was quite curious about Chen Hanyu’s true appearance.
But now he wasn’t free enough to squander time just to satisfy some curiosity.
Ren Zhong hadn’t yet reached the Miracle Clinic when he received a call from Lin Wang.
On the phone, Lin Wang briefed him about the plans for the coming weeks.
Lin Wang told Ren Zhong that Yang Bingzhong had made a final decision; Starfire Resources would relocate promptly in 20 days, a few days ahead of schedule.
"Ren Zhong, I’ve already set things up. Before leaving, your task is to mimic Bei Lihui. Whenever you encounter a semi-professional team in the wild, demand they hand over half of their haul. You can keep half of that portion."
Ren Zhong: "Uh, this... Captain, I’m only Second Level."
"Don’t be overly modest. You can now at least rival Third Level. Apart from professional team members, you can suppress all semi-professional Scavengers. Follow my arrangements with ease."
Ren Zhong was "overjoyed," eagerly asking, "So... I really can?"
"Of course, you can. They are nothing but lambs to the slaughter. You should at least give these people a chance to make their last contributions, grant them some meaning to live. Just run around diligently every day; you can earn as much as hunting in the abandoned mines, but it’s safer and almost cost-free. Have no psychological burden; Mr. Yang has authorized all of us. If we don’t do it, the other two professional teams won’t hesitate. Now that we have fewer people, we naturally need to put in more effort."
Ren Zhong nodded vigorously in the distance, indicating he had learned something.
"Alright, Chenhui Company just transferred the promised bonus. A hundred thousand points have already been automatically allocated to your account. Check it yourself. I’ll hang up now."
Ren Zhong checked his account and indeed, a hundred thousand points had just arrived.
But he was not happy at all.
Lin Wang intended to bleed Starfire Town’s wasteland inhabitants dry.
At this point, Starfire Town was like a dying deer, being frantically devoured by the wolf, Yang Bingzhong, and his pack of dogs.
This was the final frenzy.
The last exploitation as well.
Today, the Miracle Clinic was not in operation, and Sun Miao hung up a ’No Disturbance’ sign.
Ren Zhong knocked on the door, "Dr. Sun, are you home?"
A prerecorded message echoed from the speaker at the door.
"Greetings, patient. I am away on business and will return in half a month. To purchase medications, please proceed to the supply store, where I’ve arranged for consignment sales. Patients with severe illnesses can pay a hundred points at the supply store to obtain my contact information and reach me directly."
He’s learned to use high prices to sell contact details as a way to filter consumers!
21st-century streamers would call this professional.
"Sun bro, open the door, it’s me."
"Hey, should have said so earlier. Why call me Dr. Sun, how formal. Even triggered the automatic answering system. Ren Zhong, just come in yourself."
The next second, the door clicked softly.
Ren Zhong pushed the door open and entered, and the door locked itself again automatically.
The first-floor clinic was empty.
Sun Miao’s voice emanated from below the floor, "I’m down here."
The floor clicked again, revealing a square entrance just large enough for one person to enter the underground tunnel.
Ren Zhong took off his armor and descended.
This experimental environment was astonishing.
Different colored clouds of smoke swirled, resembling a celestial realm.
The pungent smell of the smoke resembled a demon’s lair.
The large underground lab was filled with a variety of bottles and jars.
The high-pitched screech of the spinning centrifuge, the thumping of the droplet filter’s water pump, the bubbling of boiling water, the whoosh of a spray heater, the grinding of an automatic mill...
With such noise combined with this magical scene, it was like an underground punk band performing a symphony.
Sun Miao, dressed in a dirty white coat, lifted his head from a microscope, face full of frenzied joy, "What a guy! Really something! Such a large chunk of First Level mining source stone just to refine one batch of medicine. Amazing, this activity, this potency, this concentration... Wow... Damn, this is too exciting! How the hell did you do it?"
The dark circles, explosive hair, gooey eye discharge, intoxicating sour stench, his demeanor was spot on!
Despite having known Sun Miao for so long and knowing his profession, this was the first time Ren Zhong had seen the academically charged Sun bro in full throttle.
He thought Sun Miao was indeed a science eccentric.
Ren Zhong unusually felt a twinge of inferiority.
Sun bro is awesome; on the academic path, you are indeed further ahead. My demeanor is not as refined as yours.
At least in terms of appearance and mental state while researching, back then I looked too much like a normal person.
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