Then, there was nothing further.
The explosive ammunition fired by the chanical Warrior failed to halt the Cold-blooded Butcher’s steps.
The Butcher charged straight through the hail of bullets, effortlessly deflecting the chanical Warrior’s attempted parry with its Double Sabers, and delivered an uppercut to the chanical Warrior’s abdon, followed by a dazzling flurry of continuous strikes.
The poor chanical Warrior couldn’t even utter the words "I surrender" by the ti it was pounded into minced at.
Not to ntion ten minutes, he couldn’t even last thirty seconds.
In this video, Ren Zhong understood many things.
First, he had to admit the imasurable strength of the Cold-blooded Butcher, recognizing deeply that the Armored Soldier profession within the atmosphere is indeed a genuine weapon of mass destruction. The advantage of ignoring the effects of acceleration on the body is truly a bug, utterly unreasonable.
Secondly, Ren Zhong was awakened with a shudder to the eerie significance lurking behind the Pu Cha!
In the Source Star system’s advancent channel left for the wastelanders, the only truly convenient path is to beco a rcenary for the nine major companies, continuing as a senior laborer.
As for the rest, they are not easy.
Ren Zhong’s quadruple certification was easy, but he is an anomaly.
The true quadruple certification is extrely difficult.
At all stages of the quadruple certification, the Mayor, Guard Captain, largest entrepreneur, and Citizen group all have opportunities to manipulate the wastelanders.
The magnified dark side of human nature lures these Citizens to exploit their power to make the wastelanders continue working for them, just as Yang Bingzhong demanded a twenty-year long contract from Ren Zhong.
Moreover, direct authorization from upper-level Citizens, in a sense, also compels wastelanders to work for the Citizens.
There’s no difference between the two.
Special contributions are even more far-fetched.
What counts as a special contribution? There is no explicit definition, and the ultimate right of interpretation remains in the hands of the Citizen group.
Paying taxes seems simple, but ordinary wastelanders cannot possibly earn such massive wealth, not everyone is a stock god like Ren Zhong.
Beyond all these conditions, if a wastelander acquired Fifth Level strength and harbors the ambition to attain true freedom, the only path is to represent the town in the Pu Cha.
The real purpose of the Pu Cha isn’t to assess the developnt index of town Professionals but to deliberately lure Fifth Level wasteland Professionals to their deaths while leaving other wastelanders with the illusion that effort and talent can change fate, except for the unlucky one who just happened to fail.
The so-called assessnt rule that insists one must last ten minutes to qualify, the over-standard Level Five Professional Combat Power Assessnt Officer, various pre-conditions, and the temptation of becoming a Citizen after enduring...
All these are bait.
The Pu Cha is a malicious trap to lure wastelanders to their doom.
Every Combat Power Assessnt Officer in the Pu Cha is a butcher!
The Cold-blooded Butcher is precisely an outstanding example among them.
This is also why the paraters of the Cold-blooded Butcher reached the pinnacle of Fifth Level years ago, yet have not broken through to this day.
He is a killing machine produced by the ngdu Group, devoid of human emotional fluctuations.
The Cold-blooded Butcher and his colleagues serve as a wall of lant standing before all Level Five Professionals unwilling to submit to Citizens, akin to a heavenly tribulation in fantasy novels that blocks cultivators from ascending.
In Ren Zhong’s understanding of the correct form of human civilization, those who establish these rules should all be sent to the stake.
If it were before, realizing this would have made him furious again.
But now he has beco a skilled Lurker, able to control even his heartbeat, to prevent the wrist watch monitoring his body’s paraters from associating his emotional fluctuations with what he is doing and thus branding him.
Ren Zhong even muttered to himself with a bitter smile, "Oh, the strength is too formidable, should I really abandon Starfire Town? What a pity. Oh well... it doesn’t matter, after all, Morninglight Town is also mine. Whatever."
Closing the video, Ren Zhong again entered the Wrist watch space, opened the Dream Inn ga, and checked on his small dilapidated house.
The last ssage left by Sun Miao at the inn was 6 days ago, on the 75th day, the day Ren Zhong cleared out his stocks and ceased to be a stock god.
Sun Brother precisely hit the 15-days mark, leaving Ren Zhong with this ssage: "Trash house, you should tear it down soon, it’s useless."
Sun Brother still speaks in riddles, but Ren Zhong couldn’t discern his mood.
There are still 10 days left before the agreed next ssage ti, but Ren Zhong has inexplicably been a bit unsettled recently, occasionally wanting to check in, thinking if he could just bump into Sun Miao, they might chat a little.
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