Resurrection Empire

But this time, he had a vague idea of what would happen tomorrow, so these people had to leave.

"Zheng Tian, you are the captain and also a commander now. You should understand the importance of discipline. Only iron discipline... never mind, in short, remember this. If your superior is a seasoned leader, you must unconditionally follow his orders once you become his subordinate."

"Even if the order seems unreasonable at the time, you must understand that your superior has his considerations. I have only one requirement for you all, you must leave. In a moment, I will assign you a mission to go on a business trip; take the whole Hunting Team and board the ship to Chromium Carbon Town. I can only secure so many temporary slots for the people of Chromium Carbon Town, so not everyone can bring their families."

"If any of you dare to sneak back tomorrow, even if I can barely keep you alive after the inspection, I will still fire you without hesitation, then you'll have to live by yourself in the Qi Mountain wasteland tribe."

Ren Zhong's tone became more serious as he spoke.

Zheng Tian lowered her head helplessly, "Mm, I understand."

Ren Zhong exhaled softly and looked at Yujin beside him.

"Yujin, you too."

Unexpectedly, Yujin, who always followed his directions the most, nodded firmly, "I want to stay."

Ren Zhong was taken aback, "I have said I will be fine tomorrow. I've also said that anyone who defies orders must leave and go to the Qi Mountain wasteland tribe."

Yujin continued adamantly, "Even if it means going to Qi Mountain, I want to stay tomorrow."

Ren Zhong put on a stern face, "Your role in staying is merely to observe, what's the point?"

He was already troubled by this matter and didn't expect Yujin to contradict him.

"To watch you, Mr. Ren..."

"Forget it, let it be. Tomorrow I will make an exception and let you stay." Ren Zhong waved his hand, glaring at the others, "Only Yujin alone, no one else should bring it up again. I'm not joking. I cannot shield so many people."

The others were obviously shaken too; they couldn't let this stubborn kid continue to take the lead.

After speaking, Ren Zhong got up and walked out.

He needed to visit the Military Weapon Store, where Ju Qingmeng was making the final minor upgrades to his equipment.

Ren Zhong rode a jet ski out of the manor gate, immediately surrounded by wasteland people who, both nervous and humble, asked him, lowering their heads, wanting to know if he would really fight for Starfire Town tomorrow as he had said before.

Ren Zhong glanced around, countless pairs of eyes eagerly watching him.

The wasteland people did not have the right to ask a citizen to make sacrifices for them.

They knew this was not Ren Zhong's responsibility either.

Nor could they offer anything to the citizens.

As those in a lower position, they could only look up to those above.

The only thing they could offer was this pleading gaze.

Ren Zhong forced a smile, "Of course, I've never taken the Cold-blooded Butcher seriously. Just go home and rest assured, tomorrow watch me flip my hand and wipe out that Butcher."

The wasteland people were overjoyed and wanted to kneel for Ren Zhong.

Ren Zhong couldn't bear this gesture and had the jet ski ascend into the air, quickly leaving.

Only moral people can be held hostage.

...

At the Military Weapon Store, the oil-stained Ju Qingmeng was buried in the spacious, tech-filled workbench.

With Ren Zhong's repeated investments, Ju Qingmeng's private laboratory had transformed significantly, expanding in size with plenty of space, well-equipped with all kinds of devices, the workbench appeared much tidier than before.

Everything in this room had changed, except Ju Qingmeng's focused gaze when she was busy.

Having run the data test one more time and confirmed the stability of the newly completed 2.5 billion exoskeleton war armor set, Ju Qingmeng exhaled a long breath.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead and only then noticed Ren Zhong standing nearby.

The fatigue on her face instantly vanished, replaced by a bright smile as brilliant as sunlight breaking through the clouds, "President Ren, you're back."

Ren Zhong, with a hint of annoyance, rolled his eyes, "President? Do I look swollen? Where did you learn this bad habit, Manager Ju?"

Ju Qingmeng laughed again, "Don't you often call me Manager Ju? I learned it from you."

Ren Zhong's lips twitched, "Then how should I call you? Like when I pretended to be lovers with Ma Xiaoling, should I call you Mengmeng?"

Ju Qingmeng stiffened all over, seemingly a bit hesitant, "Better not. Just call me by my name; that's fine."

Ren Zhong: "Mm. How's the equipment?"

Talking about the equipment, Ju Qingmeng's interest was immediately piqued, "I'd bet this equipment, even if it isn't the best Fourth Level exoskeleton on Source Star, at least ranks in the top ten. To call it Fourth Level is actually wrong; it's an infinitely close to Level Six, Fifth Level exoskeleton set. Your ideas are really incredible; I don't even know how you think of them, creating such an extremely perfect combination."