After chatting with Wen Lei, Ren Zhong also thought of his own matters.
It’s very difficult for Wen Lei to reach the Second Level.
His situation is different.
He wasn’t sure about the exact numbers for the Brain-Machine Synchronization Rate, but it was certainly not low.
Today, the carrying power had reached 20.5 kilowatts.
The Brain Reaction Index was now 51.4.
The Physical Index was now 26.7.
His distance from the Second Level was actually farther than Wen Lei’s, with weaknesses in carrying power and Physical Index.
He wasn’t anxious because he was making noticeable progress every day.
Just by fighting daily , he would naturally succeed in time.
Still, although he didn’t say it out loud, he did think in his heart, what if he directly passed the Second Level certification in seven days?
What kind of scenery would that be?
Thinking this way, he quietly connected to the control system of the First Level Exoskeleton Armor through his wrist watch and increased the biological electric stimulation that boosts carrying power by one level.
His body began to feel intensely numb again, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, forcing himself to focus on the tablet.
Yes, he could endure it.
The most despairing thing in this world is when someone more talented than you works even harder than you.
At eight in the evening, Ren Zhong went out, rode his motorcycle to the Military Weapon Store, and purchased a Basic Level Demolition Master glove for 40 Contribution Points. It wasn’t as good as Chen Hanyu’s modified version, but it should barely suffice.
As for the Chip Storage Box, Chen Hanyu just happened to have a second-hand one that she hadn’t sold, kept as a spare.
Ren Zhong shamelessly asked to borrow it.
Although Chen Hanyu was surprised, she opted to let him have it for free.
At nine thirty in the evening, at the top of the stairs of Sleep Pod No. thirteen, Ren Zhong went downstairs on time and saw the spirited young man repairing his house.
The young man’s clothes were tattered, and the sweat on his forehead hadn’t dried.
Under the night light, his face reflected a glossy shine.
He looked extremely exhausted, but his face was lit up with a blissful, silly smile.
"Is everything settled?"
The young man bent slightly, fished out the key from his pocket, and respectfully handed it to Ren Zhong with both hands.
Ren Zhong took the key, covered in mud and sweat, and patted the young man’s shoulder, "Well done. Keep living strong."
"Yes! Bro, then I’ll head over to my mom’s place?"
"Go on, go on, it’s getting late."
Afterward, Ren Zhong returned to his room and greeted Zheng Tian and the others.
He casually made up an excuse.
"You guys sleep here tonight, I have something to do, so I won’t be back. Let’s meet at the cafeteria at six thirty tomorrow morning."
Zheng Tian was initially a bit surprised, then somewhat overstepped by instinctively asking, "Ren Bro, where are you going?"
Ren Zhong: "To a friend’s house."
"Oh, Ren Bro, you got something going on!" Ou Youning, who had been eavesdropping on the two, suddenly chimed in, even playfully whistling.
Everyone thought, Ren Bro has been hiding it for so long, finally showing some "Poll Inspector" traits.
Ren Zhong couldn’t understand why everyone suddenly became so equivocal and excited, "What?"
Zheng Tian chuckled meaningfully, "Logically, even if you directly told us you’re staying in the Mayor’s guest room, we wouldn’t find it strange. But you said you’re going to a friend’s house. Haha, in these days, a friendship where one stays overnight at someone else’s place isn’t ordinary. Ren Bro, you seem normal in orientation, so it must be a female friend’s house. Not staying at the Sleep Pod at night, a safe house, it must be a Citizen’s villa. Let me guess... Manager Ju?"
Zheng Tian left one thing unsaid.
A normal female citizen would never let a male outsider into her villa.
So, Ren Zhong’s identity as a "Poll Inspector" was confirmed.
He exposed himself, wasn’t our question.
On this timeline, Zheng Tian hadn’t yet heard from the professional captain Lin Wang that a Poll Inspector must at least be a Fifth Level Citizen.
Once an initial incorrect impression was formed, it became deeply rooted.
If she knew the "truth," she would probably be shocked.
One must know, Mayor Ma Dafu, holding the power over the lives and deaths of twenty thousand outsiders in the town, was still just a citizen below a Fifth Level, a Fourth Level Citizen.
The status gap between a Fourth Level and a Fifth Level is vast.
Wen Lei, the silly guy, chimed in too, "Definitely, definitely! You didn’t see how Manager Ju looked at Ren Bro, tsk tsk..."
Ren Zhong finally guessed what these people were imagining.
He couldn’t deal with this group of overthinkers.
But he couldn’t explain, so he let them speculate wildly.
Haha, you guys think I’m going to enjoy life in a villa, but little do you know I’m going to the wilderness to create a new life.