This ti, with the assistance of two helpers, Ren Zhong entangled with the Liquid tal Faceless Robot for nearly ten minutes.
Compared to the last ti where he fell within three minutes, he made significant progress, but still with so regrets.
Ren Zhong took advantage of the intervals created by Song Mu'en and Yu Chengde to try many tis, yet he could do nothing about the thin film force field, only managing to collect a large amount of energy reaction data using different energies and live ammunition bombardnt.
As for Liquid tal, he also analyzed a heap of new paraters.
Unfortunately, the paraters remained just paraters, unable to be converted into actual results.
With Ren Zhong's decent academic level, he couldn't find any patterns from these chaotic paraters.
Furthermore, before he set out, the Continent Level laboratory at Purple Crystal Mining couldn't produce any useful results either.
These forr colleagues worked hard, even utilizing a large amount of material science-related advanced technology knowledge purchased from Alson Bank's Knowledge Ball, but still achieved nothing.
It was clear that the robot configured by the Frozen Elder for the white ball belonged to high-level advanced technology sealed by the Empire.
The Empire does not intend to teach Source Star humans such ultimate secrets.
This was sothing Ren Zhong had anticipated. It was both good news and bad news.
The good side being that, this ans if he can truly crack the characteristics of Liquid tal and replicate it, it signifies that he has mastered advanced material science technology surpassing the Association's highest level, sothing exclusive and extraordinarily powerful.
The bad side naturally being that this task's difficulty is off the charts.
But having a difficulty off the charts is a good thing, Ren himself is not afraid of tasks being difficult, just afraid they aren't difficult enough.
"The easier a task is, the less aningful it becos once achieved, and certainly lacks a sense of accomplishnt. Huh? It seems like things have gotten stuck here? Forget it."
Ren Zhong got up, habitually responding to the conventional tasks from his declaration conference, while internally critiquing.
After the conference, he routinely skimd through, pretending to look at intelligence while actually organizing his thoughts to strengthen mory, then acted as an information courier and knowledge amplifier for Ju Qingng, Qian Wangshen, and Hua Yuelan.
As the international norm, besides leveraging nurous results from the previous tiline, Ren Zhong raised higher demands for the equipnt level of Red Blade Armor, the Shuttle, and Song Mu'en, who fought alongside him once and was recognized for their strength.
Strength is sothing that is never at its best, always aiming for better.
No matter what happens, every resurrection must advance a little further.
This is the principle.
...
In the Airship returning to Starfire Town, Ren Zhong invited Yu Chengde into his private conference room, it was ti for a frank conversation.
Without a doubt, even though he himself has long been a lone figure, Yu Chengde cares a lot about family bonds.
In the small alloy room, the white lighting glowed, the solid wood desk emitting a faint blue hue, with Ren Zhong and Yu Chengde sitting opposite.
The atmosphere was sowhat heavy.
Ren Zhong was ntally weaving words, contemplating vocabulary.
At this mont, Ren Zhong's feelings were rather peculiar.
Early on when he first encountered the concept of frozen slumber, he had imagined scenarios where ancestors appeared younger than their descendants.
Ren Zhong had seen the "ancient" Ying Hao from two hundred years ago, yet he hadn't dealt with Ying Hao's descendants.
Without a direct comparative perception of Ying Hao's "ancient" identity, his feelings were sowhat vague, like scratching an itch outside the shoe, seeing flowers through the mist.
Now, while looking at the strong, muscular Yu Chengde, Ren Zhong imagined Ma Dafu's current aged appearance.
The striking contrast slightly twisted his thoughts, yet such phenona objectively exist. He even couldn't help imagining that one day, when he awakens from freezing, he'd find acquaintances either frail and old or long gone.
He even knows that this scenario will inevitably occur sooner or later.
Because his "ti" is more valuable than others', to achieve bigger goals, he must extend his active ti as much as possible, continually prolonging the vertical cycle of his influence.
But while he is in frozen "standby", his career must be cared for, overseen, and continuously advanced by trustworthy individuals.
These people are his "Night Watchn."
Thus, one day, he will inevitably have to bid farewell to these life-and-death intertwined Night Watchn, much like how Ying Hao must have sent off wave after wave of confidants over the past two hundred years. It is perhaps exactly such life experiences that led Ying Hao, originally born at the top, to gradually develop a more solid worldview that regards life as grass.
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