At 9:15 PM, in the dormitory living room, Lin Wang looked at the exhausted Ren Zhong and pretended to show so concern, "Ren Zhong, are you okay?"
Ren Zhong forced a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Captain. I’m fine. It’s just my first day on the excavation work, so I’m a bit unaccustod. It will be better tomorrow."
"Good, as long as you’re fine. We’ve signed the contract, so there are only two paths: either complete the work on ti and receive our compensation, or die on the job. Although under normal circumstances, the Screw Rock Excavator can withstand a Level Four Ruined Beast, making it relatively safe, no one can be sure there are no Level Fives or so extrely mutated Level Four Ruined Beasts in the mine. We must not let our guard down."
Ren Zhong nodded to indicate he understood, "Mm."
His tone was quite heavy.
At exactly 9 PM when the shift ended, a Screw Rock Excavator returned using the automatic cruise system assisted by the Ghost Particle Communication Device.
The mining worker inside was already dead, his brain hollowed out by a Ruined Beast.
There were no wounds on the surface of the corpse, but the body had been boiled.
There was a hole the size of a fingernail on the shell of his excavator.
He was killed by a mutated Level Four Ruined Beast of tiny size, capable of instantly emitting terrifying high temperatures to lt tal, successfully infiltrating the cabin, and then entering the inside of the deceased’s combat suit.
It was a tragic death.
Lin Wang thought Ren Zhong’s heaviness was due to witnessing a fellow worker’s death, and patted his shoulder, "If you’re tired, go to rest early. You did quite well today."
"Mm."
Ren Zhong returned to his room, lay on the small sofa, and rested his eyes for a long ti.
In the afternoon, he had spent too much energy testing the Electron Cloud, so much that he didn’t spend much ti thinking about the geomagnetic sensory data.
He needed to go through the data collected in the morning once more in his mind to form a preliminary regional outline.
He was not afraid of forgetting this outline.
Although, due to the fear of being monitored, he didn’t dare to draw a draft by hand, he could enter the hibernation space.
Actually, his hibernation space’s operating interface was equipped with all kinds of functions, and with the computation ability of the wrist watch’s auxiliary brain, table-making and plotting were no problem at all, but the excavator’s data couldn’t be imported.
As for relying entirely on his brain to morize the thousands of pieces of data he saw in the morning and then using brainwaves to import them into the wrist watch?
Ren Zhong could only spread his hands and say that the so-called photographic mory was just a myth, and he wasn’t a human scanner that could instantly rember such a massive amount of tedious nurical information.
Even a genius needs to follow basic rules.
At 9:50, Ren Zhong washed up early and lay in bed, naturally falling asleep and entering the hibernation space.
The first thing he did was open the stock market, selling the large stocks he casually bought yesterday afternoon at a cost of about 30,000 points, with a growth of about 15.4%, earning a profit of 4636.96 points.
The stock market funds had just been credited shortly before he was drawing in the 3D mapping software, when a new fund record ca in.
Ren Zhong took a look and was delighted.
Lin Wang had sent him money.
A total of 6725 points were credited.
Among them, 225 points were earned today from his hard work dismantling Crystal Chips.
The other 6500 points were part of Ren Zhong’s share out of the 66666.67 points the Chenhui Company promised to distribute to the team from the total salary of a million points per day.
Ren Zhong calculated with his fingers.
There was sothing off, why was there an inco missing?
But he couldn’t ask.
Instead, Lin Wang sent him a ssage with the following content:
"Today, the team’s total hunting inco was 75,000 points. I considered giving you a 5,000 points share for the search information. This money was directly transferred to my personal account to offset the 270,000 points you owe , saving you the personal transfer tax when repaying debts. Now you only owe 265,000."
Ren Zhong couldn’t help but feel his teeth ache.
Amazing!
How did you know I didn’t want to repay you at all?
Can it really be like this?
Yu Junren exploits professional teams, and Lin Wang forcibly deducts his funds, making him a debt-paying worker.
In the end, is he really at the lowest level of the Chenhui Mine’s food chain?
But he didn’t mind much.
He never had any expectations of Lin Wang’s "kindness."
The ti reached precisely ten o’clock at night.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
Two consecutive ssage alerts sounded almost simultaneously.
Ren Zhong clicked on hypnosis, entered the Virtual Reality Training System, and sent out a team invitation.
"Reading personal paraters..."
His figure gradually appeared on the vast playground.
After regaining his sight, a little later, to his left and right, the exquisite figures of Ju Qingng and Ma Xiaoling appeared almost simultaneously.
As the outlines of the two sparring partners erged, they initially appeared as flickering grid-like mosaics. Then the mosaic resolution continuously increased, the total number of polygons rapidly rose, until they appeared with almost real-life complete outlines, without any uncanny valley effect.
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