They worship themselves with extreme fanaticism.
Ren Zhong had no doubt that from now on, even if he asked the people of Starfire Town to fight to the death for him, at least half of them would charge forward without questioning the reason.
He, with the identity of a Citizen, participated in the census assessment on behalf of the wildlings. After enduring the life-and-death struggles, defeating powerful enemies, preserving everyoneâs homes, and saving the lives of most people, he was sure to have struck deep into the hearts of these lower-level wildlings.
They finally understood that there would actually be a Citizen on this planet willing to risk their life for them.
But just then, another voice had already started ringing in Ren Zhongâs wrist watch.
He didnât know which department it originated from.
The voice only instructed him to stay put and await investigation.
Ren Zhong looked up at the sky and sighed softly.
Itâs not enough; I still won too narrowly, too dangerously.
I didnât display the overwhelming strength that matched the confident appearance I had pretended.
Thus, my disguise has been seen through.
But it doesnât matter anymore.
"Old Ma, how is it? I didnât lie to you, did I? Is Starfire Town truly saved?"
Ren Zhong ignored the notice from the mysterious department and instead communicated with Ma Dafu in a relaxed and pleasant tone.
Ma Dafu remained silent.
Just now, Ma Xiaoling had already given him a new assessment.
Ren Zhong used a death-defying drug!
He died for the wildlings, for his promises!
The dissatisfaction in Ma Dafuâs heart had long dissipated like smoke.
Even when Ren Zhong began his battle with the Cold-blooded Butcher, Ma Dafu vaguely understood what Ren Zhong had said the previous night.
Ma Dafu understood what "sympathy is only just sympathy" truly meant.
I didnât genuinely see the wildlings as people identical to myself, like he did.
I didnât have the determination to share life and death with the wildlings.
Indeed, I couldnât compare to him and lacked the qualification to represent anyone.
I remain selfish.
My kindness was solely to fulfill my fatherâs last wishes.
I didnât do enough.
I lost to Yang Bingzhong, and it wasnât undeserved.
At the same time, Ren Zhong ignored Ma Xiaolingâs rapid five-per-second communication requests and chatted with Ju Qingmeng instead, saying, "Last night, I have notarized a document transferring all company property rights to you. Starting last night, you are the owner of my companies. Although your influence may not match your enemiesâ, you should now have some say over your destiny."
With just one sentence, Ju Qingmeng already understood his condition and could only mutter, "No...no..."
"Every death is just a temporary farewell. In the distant future, there will be a time when we meet again. After Iâm gone, treat Zheng Tian and the others well. They are all wildlings and cannot hold shares; otherwise, I would have planned to give them some shares. Also, over there at the Qi Mountain wildlingsâ tribe, there is a promise I need you to fulfill for me."
Amongst the crowd, Ju Qingmeng couldnât control her emotions and suddenly burst into tears.
Ren Zhong reconnected the loudspeaker, intending to say something to the wildlings.
But he suddenly realized he had lost control over all electronic devices.
The ultimate oppression from the top of Source Star had arrived.
He began to fall towards the ground.
Immeasurable pain began to churn inside him, yet he continued to laugh.
I found the right method.
This defeat is merely to hatch future success.
Next time, I will take down the Cold-blooded Butcher as easily as killing chickens and dogs; my disguise will be even more perfect.
You will naturally develop new misunderstandings about me.
Furthermore, although the people of Starfire Town had always disappointed him in the past, this time he saw the fierce blaze of hope in everyoneâs eyes.
The hearts of the people here can indeed be used.
Everything is under control.
He was satisfied.
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Ren Zhong began to laugh manically.
"If heaven shows affection, it will also grow old. The right path in the world is full of change! Independence in a cold autumn, the Xiang River flows north..."
Unfortunately, before he could finish reciting the poem, his voice was abruptly cut short.
At the moment he hit the ground, his body disintegrated, shattering into pieces.
Once again entering the Underworld Godâs Eye View, Ren Zhongâs "soul" floated upward.
His gaze passed over Ju Qingmeng, Ma Xiaoling, Yujin, Bai Feng, and everyone else who was running towards him, floating in the direction of Starfire Town.
Suddenly, his non-existent body seemed to jolt.
He saw a gigantic "fountain" in the air above the center of Starfire Town.
The "fountain" was composed of countless white threads, shooting skyward like the magnetic field lines of Earthâs poles, then dispersing.
From Ren Zhongâs current perspective, he couldnât directly see the base of the fountain.
But with a sense of direction and distance, along with some logical reasoning assistance, he swiftly deduced the answer.
These white threads came from the new Starfire Resources building.
When Ren Zhong had died previously in the town, he had not seen this thing.
The biggest change this time was that he killed the Demon Infant and placed the Demon Infant Crystal in the underground storage.
What is that?
What changes occurred with the Demon Infant Crystal?
What use does it have?
Before his consciousness submerged, these three questions echoed repeatedly in his mind.
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