"Heās now connected with Ju Qingmeng. After all, he was once a Citizen, so being looked at differently is normal. I didnāt 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, thatās 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 itās likely he only has a superficial relationship with Ma Dafu; heās just lusting after Ma Xiaolingās 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, heāll 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 everyoneās head in Zheng Tianās squad a bit further away. Even the air became fresher to breathe.
But...
Ren Zhong rubbed his hands disdainfully and casually tossed the tea package into the roadside gutter.
He liked tea, but that didnāt mean heād 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 Qingmengās eyes widened like car lights after hearing Ren Zhongās request.
She thought she had misheard.
"Are you crazy? You want the power limit pushed to the amplifierās 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? Canāt it be done?"
Ju Qingmengās face darkened, "Itās 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! Itās 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. Thatās another 1,500 points! Where do you get the money? Even though I have certain permissions, I canāt... Wait..."
Ju Qingmeng seemed to have a fleeting look of struggle on her face, then she gritted her teeth, "Fine. Iāll lend you 12,000, and you can find a way with the rest."
Ren Zhong continued to scratch his head, "I donāt need to borrow your money for now; let me trouble you when I do. Actually, I... uh, I can cover it myself."
Ju Qingmeng: "Huh?"
Ren Zhongās 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.
Heās willing to spend all 30,000 points as long as he can grow stronger.
Besides, heās only spending just over half now, so he doesnāt even bat an eyelid.
Confirming he really had the money, although Ju Qingmeng was curious, she didnāt 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 oāclock 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, "Itās not meaningful to go back to the villa now. Iām afraid I wonāt make it to the store in time tomorrow morning. Letās just sleep here. Iāll go get two folding beds."
Ren Zhong wasnāt planning to go hunting tonight either, and going back to the hibernation space didnāt seem appropriate, so he didnāt 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; Iāll 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 Qingmengās 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 Zhongās 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 hadnāt yet woken in the hibernation space, he seemed to suddenly remember something.
Hmm?
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 hasnāt he shown up yet?
Itās already fucking eleven oāclock!
Wait!
Could it be that I got stood up?
Damn. What the hell is going on?