After listening to Zheng Tian’s explanation, Ren Zhong ca to a sudden realization.
There is only one scenario in which semi-professional teams can go to Bone Valley for so easy pickings.
That is when the professional teams are dispatched.
Starfire Resource Recycling Company has a total of three professional teams.
Every two months at the longest, or every month at the shortest, these three professional teams will act together, each choosing a route in the valley, cutting across it and reaping a large number of Fourth Level and Third Level Ruined Beasts.
As for the First Level and Second Level Ruined Beasts along the way, the professional teams don’t have the ti to deal with them.
At this ti, it’s up to a large number of semi-professional teams affiliated with the professional teams to step in.
Zheng Tian chuckled, "Brother Ren, we’re under Captain Lin Wang’s team, so by the rules, we can operate five hundred ters behind them. By then, all the high-ranking Ruined Beasts will be cleared. There will be a large number of First and Second Levels left. In the past, our team might not have been able to compete with other semi-professional teams, and most of the ti we could only sip the leftover soup. But now things are different, we’re going to get rich!"
"I see." Ren Zhong nodded.
This kind of operation reminded him of his childhood mories.
On an intensive farm, a giant plowing machine puffing white smoke, moving ahead across endless flat cotton fields.
Sparrow after sparrow descended from the sky, following behind the plowing machine, excitedly pecking at the worms and insects turned up on the soil surface.
The professional teams are like the plowing machines, and the affiliated semi-professional teams are like the sparrows.
Zheng Tian appeared very excited, "In the past, when we worked like this for a whole day, each person’s inco was usually between twenty to thirty. Now with you, Brother Ren, everyone’s strength has increased. By then, we don’t need to pile together, we can spread out slightly, and when encountering Second Level Ruined Beasts or possibly overlooked Third Levels, we can gather back. If everything goes well, at the end of the day, averaging one hundred points per person wouldn’t be surprising. In that case, we would have paid off the money taken by the professional teams along the way these days, and even have so left over."
Ren Zhong suddenly understood, "I see."
Beside them, Ou Youning pointed proudly to the back of the cabin, "Brother Ren, this ti we followed your thod and prepared a lot of specialized tools. If we encounter a Third Level Ruined Beast, and our preparations happen to counter it, we’ll do it. If not, we’ll run."
Even the usually quiet Chen Hanyu turned around from the co-driver’s seat, "Mr. Ren, today you might have to work two shifts. When the professional teams fight high-level Ruined Beasts, they often accidentally harm the densely packed First and Second Levels, and they don’t have ti to dismantle the Crystal Chips. Whatever we pick up is what we get. By then, the two of us will dismantle together to improve efficiency."
Ren Zhong snapped his fingers, "No problem."
At exactly eight in the morning, the team’s two vehicles arrived punctually outside Bone Valley, blending into the array of semi-professional teams.
Three lines of teams spread out between the two mountains.
At the very front of each team’s line were the three professional teams.
Ren Zhong’s gaze paused briefly on Bei Lihui for less than 0.1 seconds before quickly sliding away.
Zheng Tian stood with arms crossed, exchanging challenging gazes with the other five semi-professional team leaders affiliated under Lin Wang, competing in aura.
The others seed to want to co up with a rule, requiring each semi-professional team to advance along a fixed width of one hundred ters.
Zheng Tian was unconvinced, "There were no such rules before. Why is it like this today?"
"Isn’t it because you all quickly reeled in too much after buying the Thunderbolt Car? Now your team has upgraded, adding new blood. You even brought two cars! What are you trying to do? If we don’t draw a boundary for you, are we all supposed to breathe air?"
A burly team leader, who rivaled Wen Lei in stature, bluntly stated.
Zheng Tian rolled her eyes, disdainfully spat to the side, "Get lost. In Starfire Town, it’s always about the strongest fist, not about rules. Today I’m only talking about first co, first serve, whoever chops gets it. If you want rules, make your own. What? Unconvinced? Bring it on, let’s see who falls first and who gets lost!"
As soon as Zheng Tian said this, the other five leaders imdiately backed down, indeed unable to win.
Then Zheng Tian put her hands on her hips, arrogantly returned to the team.
Ren Zhong asked, "Is there any problem with this? No word from the professional teams?"
Zheng Tian waved her hand, "No problem. They won’t bother with how us small fries divvy things up."
Ren Zhong: "That’s true. Opportunities like this are rare, it seems I can’t slack off in the morning either, gotta give it my all."
Zheng Tian: "Sorry for the trouble, Brother Ren."
"No problem."
...
By evening, the Thunderbolt Car and box truck drove one after the other into the Resource Recycling Company’s plaza gate.
The Thunderbolt Car looked alright, but the box truck’s ground clearance had dropped from 2 ters to 1 ter.
The lower part of the front had been dented in.
There was nothing to be done, they were simply carrying too much.
Despite the fatigue, every face in the team was beaming with the joy of a bountiful harvest.
In addition to a large number of First and Second Level Ruined Beasts, they also managed to gobble up two Third Level escapees that fled the professional teams.
The fight with the Ruined Beasts posed no risk, with Zheng Tian’s improvised special equipnt playing a major role.
A small incident occurred when Ren Zhong and others dealt with the second Third Level Ruined Beast, and mbers from two other semi-professional teams closed in from both wings, accusing Zheng Tian and others of being too greedy, having already made a big fortune, and should graciously leave a share behind.
They wanted to take away the Third Level Ruined Beast’s corpse.
Zheng Tian found their proposal distasteful.
They questioned what Zheng Tian ant.
Zheng Tian expressed plainly that they should show what they ant if unconvinced.
The result was an imdiate scuffle, with both sides engaging in a nearly fatal friendly exchange, ending with Zheng Tian’s team erging victorious.
Watching the other semi-professional teams slink away, Zheng Tian laughed with her hands on her hips, "Thanks for letting us win. I should apologize then."
She perfectly illustrated the act of being timid in front of professional teams while striking hard against semi-professional teams.
Finally, at the end of the day, inco was settled, with Ren Zhong earning 140 points, slightly more than the others.
The savings reached 731.36.
Yes, he saved up the money a day early, with even a surplus.
At seven thirty in the evening, Ren Zhong, with dark circles thick enough to draw ink, finally returned to his shack.
He locked the doors and windows, then pulled the bell-adorned ropes around the room and lay down on the floor mat.
He couldn’t hold on any longer, too tired.
This was a natural sleep, a call of human physiological needs, impossible to resist, unavoidable.
The timing was unfortunate, he couldn’t just go to the centralized sleep capsule and sleep deeply at this ti.
To avoid arousing curiosity from others, he had to return ho.
Ren Zhong wasn’t as afraid of the dark as others.
He could simply fall asleep without activating the wrist watch’s forced hypnosis mode.
With the bell chanisms, if a Ruined Beast intruded at night, it would cause a ruckus, the bells would sound, and he, fully equipped, could wake quickly and not be without a fighting chance.
Ren Zhong also made it clear to the others.
He wouldn’t be participating in the team’s dayti collective activities tomorrow.
But the other team mbers were still full of drive, the increasingly abundant wealth fueling their ambition.
Each had set their sights on new equipnt and goods, with not much left to go.
Tomorrow they would go hunting, utilizing the last day, preparing thoroughly for their own Second Level certification.
Ren Zhong, however, would start studying "Sid ier’s Armored Insights" now, continuing until midnight tomorrow, directly registering for the Second Level chanical Warrior certification!
Even though Ren Zhong’s carrying power was "only" 41.7 kW, brain reaction index "only" 52.5, and physical comprehensive index "only" 41.8, he had long slain nurous Second Level Ruined Beasts solo, establishing enough confidence in his ability to rise to the challenge.
He lay down, naturally falling asleep and easing into hibernation space.
He activated the internet function, opened the daily headline software, selected the paid tutorial section of the video area, searched for the keyword "Sid ier," and a tutorial popped up.
"Sorry, dear user, this is a paid tutorial. You need a genuine subscription to continue browsing. The subscription fee is 688 Contribution Points. Would you like to subscribe?"
Yes!
The scene shifted, Sid ier’s aged face reappeared.
Unlike the imposing vigor in the advertisent video.
This guy had a look of a cunning rchant satisfied with his scheming, his face wearing a fawning sly smile.
The old guy looked into the cara with a smile, snapped his fingers, and said in the most sincere tone, "Ah, another fresh custor. A wise choice, my friend. This is all genuine, guaranteed."
Ren Zhong’s face suddenly turned green.
Ah... That slightly familiar tone.
mories of ancient tis erged from his mind.
When his college dorm mates played WOW remastered version with speakers on, every ti they clicked the miserly race, the dialogue box with the Goblin NPCs sounded exactly like this.
An ominous feeling...
No way, no way!
Don’t ss with !
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