Resurrection Empire

In the Psychic Institute, there are people from the promotion association, and of course there are people from the comprador faction.

An existence who can keep secrets and is extremely talented will definitely play a key role in the next 20 years of upheaval.

Xiao Xingyue became a riddle again, "Only me and the president of the Promotion Association know about this matter."

"Then I'm really honored."

Ren Zhong asked again: "Then what should I do next? What will the Promotion Association do?"

Xiao Xingyue: "Taking your Xinghuo Town battle as an opportunity, we will make an effort at the high-level meeting of the association to demand the release of the barren people's productivity. Of course, our demands have formed a fundamental contradiction with the Mengdu Group, so The Mengdu Group is undoubtedly on the opposite side of us. We will set off a wave, stir up the situation, and reshuffle the citizen system of Yuanxing! Adding [-] to [-] million new fifth-level citizens is actually only the minimum goal. We I even want to shuffle the existing one billion 'crew' down to five or six billion, and give the Great Migration a big change! At that time, it will be a steel division full of combat effectiveness that will arrive at the empire's borders. In the cosmic-level social structure, rebuild a piece of land that belongs to our human civilization!"

Ren Zhongbi gave a thumbs up, "I admire the magnificent blueprint. The person who founded the Promotion Association is indeed a great wise man."

"You will and have already played a key role. The chairman has very high expectations of you. So he has repeatedly guaranteed you."

"Say thank you to the president for me."

"But you still have doubts that even the 'net' can't explain."

"It's my language, isn't it?"

"Yes. You have left doubts that cannot be erased. It is too late for you to change your language habits now. This is a hidden danger on your body. 'Net' has never stopped focusing on you, so...you must Act more valuable. So much so that the 'net' expects you."

"understood."

Ren Zhong asked a new question, "Have you read "The History of Ten Thousand Years"?"

"Look, what happened?"

Ren Zhong: "Can you tell me more about the content?"

Xiao Xingyue: "The history of Yuan Xing is false."

"what!"

"It's specifically mentioned in "Ten Thousand Years History", but since you asked, I will mention a few words."

Ren Zhong: "Well, I'm listening."

Xiao Xingyue: "The source star is not the origin of human beings."

Ren Zhong's heart began to pound hard.

"We actually come from the area ruled by the empire, which is the origin of human beings. Ten thousand years ago, we were vassals of the empire. However, due to the unfavorable situation between the empire and the enemy, the star area we live in is facing extinction The pioneers drove the escape spaceship to the source star, an area far away from the flames of war, and reproduced here. The time when the pioneer spaceship arrived at the source star was exactly 1 years ago."

"The antiques you see that are more than 1 years old are all forged to deceive barbarians and low-level citizens. The history of our civilization is not as long as described in the false history, only 1 years old. Years. Now the empire has gained an advantage in war again, and the situation has stabilized again. So we can go back. The essence of the Great Migration is to return. The specific details of these 1 years are detailed in the "History of Ten Thousand Years", if you are interested , just go and buy it yourself. Only [-] million credit points are enough."

Ren Zhong thought for a long time, and asked another key question again, "How far is the capital planet of the empire from us?"

"There must be thousands of light years. But our migration destination is less than four light years away. There is already the empire's starry sky transportation network over there, which belongs to the ruling territory."

Ren Zhong continued to ask: "What is the name of the star region we are in, that is, the supercluster of galaxies calculated on a scale of [-] million light-years in human language?"

"The Great Wall of Sloan."

Ren Zhong: "..."

If he hadn't already tempered his heart like a stone, he would definitely be screaming now.

He wanted to yell.

"Over a lie lies another lie."

What the hell is the Wall of Sloan!

What a hell of a place of origin!

Human beings come from the earth in the solar system on the Orion cantilever in the galaxy at the end of the Laniakea supergroup of galaxies!

But he didn't say anything after all.

He really wanted to know how long he had slept and how far he had slept.

On the other side, Xiao Xingyue smiled sassyly, "Okay, let's finish the business. I have to do some personal things. Tsk tsk, Ren Zhong, you are really handsome, I will take care of you."

Ren Zhong looked up at her blankly.

He knew that the Riddler was filling in the loophole again, fulfilling the lie she had told to deceive the compradors.

Ren Zhong shook his head, and said slowly: "I admit that I am handsome, and thank you for your appreciation. But I'm sorry, I reject you."

Xiao Xingyue was taken aback, "Why? I'm not pretty enough?"

"Pretty, but I don't like it."

Xiao Xingyue frowned slowly.

She almost blurted it out, but she endured it.

She wants to say.

"This is another fatal flaw that you have been continuously questioned by the 'net' besides idioms. If you reject me now, you will be strapping a time bomb to yourself!"

But Ren Zhong's attitude was too firm, and everything she said at this time would have problems.

She could only shake her head with a wry smile, "That's really sad. I'm really not used to it. I've never been rejected before."

Chapter 253 The Voice of Disillusioned Dreams

where is the earth

How far is it?

How much time has passed?

What force brought me here?

Why do I wake up in a deserted jungle?

Why were other apparently Earth-origin freezers abandoned there, never to be found?

After sending Xiao Xingyue away, Ren Zhong, who was lying on the bed and had not activated the hypnotic state, could not fall asleep for a long time. He asked himself these questions over and over again.

He remembered a quote from Newton.

Human knowledge is a circle.

The more knowledge, the larger the circle, the larger the radius, the longer the sides, and the more places bordering on the blank space outside, the more one can perceive one's ignorance.

He had thought about not waiting for Ma Xiaoling's national war, and directly donating 30 billion, earning 3 million points as quickly as possible, and buying "Ten Thousand Years History".

But after chatting with Xiao Xingyue, he changed his mind again.

He was no longer so interested in Ten Thousand Years History.

False, all are false.

He wanted the truth, not another new layer of lies.

That being the case, let's continue to wait for Ma Xiaoling to win the first place in the server in the monthly national war.

[-] million investment should be enough.

At that time, let's just watch it as a pastime.

This time, I want to strive to live longer and climb higher. The money that was originally just an illusory figure has value again, and it is time to pursue cost-effectiveness.

Ren Zhong sighed, simply didn't want these troubles, started hypnosis, entered the sleeping space, and entered the online learning channel established by the continental laboratory in the Chenhui mining area again.

After Ren Zhong entered, the number of online users of the channel changed from 0 to 1.

This online learning channel was compiled by the continental laboratory specially hired senior actuarial programmers in recent days.

The main purpose is to help a new consultant who has been paddling for a long time but is very talented to keep up with the progress of the project, so that he can use his spare time to keep learning when he is away from home.

Because of the need to rush work, the continental laboratory paid the programmer and his team double remuneration for this, and the expenditure was as high as 8000 million points.

This is the treatment of geniuses.

The next morning, Ren Zhong woke up half an hour later than usual.

After washing up, I pushed open the door of the bedroom suite, and a strong fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

Since he started taking mother-in-law medicine, Ren Zhong's body has been exhausted, he slept all night without food, he was already hungry, and stimulated by the fragrance, his stomach gurgled like thunder.

He followed the scent, only to hear the sound of clinking spatulas from the kitchen.

He walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Ju Qingmeng in home clothes, wrapped in an apron, standing by the stove, concentrating on frying.

The intelligent housekeeping robot is standing blankly aside, seemingly doing nothing.

The temperature-controlled table behind Ju Qingmeng is already filled with twelve or three finished dishes that are covered with metal covers and still steaming from the gaps around the edges.

She is very skillful in stir-frying, as if she has also applied her skillful technique of modifying equipment to stir-fry.

In a trance, Ren Zhong's memory seems to be pulled back to his high school days.

At that time, I was still just an ordinary three-good student. When I came home from school, my mother was cooking in the kitchen with a focused expression, and the smell of oil filled the room.

For a moment, Ren Zhong became obsessed with it.

Ju Qingmeng was very focused on his actions, and he didn't realize that Ren Zhong was standing at the door blankly until he started cooking.

She smiled, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

"You don't really need me to deal with your Chifeng Armor. I will learn how to make a la carte when I have nothing to do. I see that you eat a lot recently, and you always feel that you want to eat a lot after getting up in the morning. I will volunteer to give it a try. Yes, but I can't guarantee that I can do better than the intelligent robot. I still have problems with the temperature control."

Ren Zhong: "Humans and machines are different after all. Humans have their own charm. Thank you."

"Okay, you sit at the table first, and there is one last dish. I'll let the robot serve you first."

With that said, Ju Qingmeng pushed Ren Zhong out.

Ren Zhong waited at the table for almost 10 minutes, and Ju Qingmeng served the last dish with both hands.

This is a valuable piece of fried shredded pork with natural celery, which looks crystal clear and full of color and fragrance.

Seeing that Ren Zhong hadn't moved his chopsticks yet, Ju Qingmeng asked suspiciously, "Why haven't you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

Ren Zhong shook his head, "I'm hungry, but I think I should wait for you."

"Hmm."

After a long time, Ren Zhong put down his chopsticks.

More than ten dishes were swept away by him.

Ju Qingmeng, who was sitting opposite him, had already finished work, and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, I think it's better than robots."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"It should be me thanking you."

"Then... if you like it, I will make it for you often in the future?"

"Okay. But even though the Scarlet Front Armor no longer needs your improvement, other people in the town still have to rely on you for their equipment."

"Don't worry. It doesn't take much energy. I just haven't participated in the professional ability assessment, but I suspect that I am now a fifth-level pilot who can handle the traditional fifth-level exoskeleton transformation."

"You've worked hard."

"It's okay, it's okay, you work harder."

"It's better for you to work harder."

Ju Qingmeng: "Can we stop working so hard on each other? In fact, we all had a good time, didn't we?"

Ren Zhong was taken aback, "Yes. Hahahahaha!"

Ju Qingmeng: "Hahahaha!"

Nothing happened last night, but some subtle changes are quietly brewing.

Ju Qingmeng thought about it all night, and then she finally understood Ren Zhong a little bit.

There is no need to say thank you in that way, he said.

He doesn't like purposeful lust.

This is why I was rejected.