Ren Zhong glanced at Tang Xiangyun with a hint of confusion, wondering if this man was truly a fool, unable to calculate even such simple numbers.
But he quickly understood the other's intentions.
Clearly, Tang Xiangyun was confident of victory and was using this as a reason to annoy him.
At that mont, a broadcast in the Paradise Club announced that the competition was about to begin, urging players to quickly finalize the equipnt for participants.
Ren Zhong decisively said, "Then let's sign the contract, words are not enough."
After signing the contract, Tang Xiangyun left, and Zhou Ya said awkwardly, "I didn't clearly explain to you earlier, and couldn't stop you in ti. This person is a regular at the club and has many followers; his network is extensive. Your chances of winning this bet are basically zero. No, they are definitely zero. You... you're getting Hu Yang into trouble."
Ren Zhong shook his head, "There is an ancient saying, 'Heaven will assign great responsibility...'"
"What?"
"'Heaven will assign great responsibility to this person, it must first afflict their spirit, tire their muscles and bones, starve their body, and exhaust their self...' Have you heard this ancient saying?"
Zhou Ya: "No."
"Well, now you know. Changing fate defying heaven is an extrely difficult task, with no shortcuts. Since I've chosen her, it ans I want to take her to a height beyond her wildest imagination, and she must show a performance that shocks ."
As Ren Zhong spoke, he started to swiftly equip Hu Yang based on his plan summarized from her educational experience.
About ten minutes later, Ren Zhong stopped, muttering to himself, "Done, just managed to spend ten thousand within the ti limit."
Zhou Ya glanced at Ren Zhong's equipnt, shocked, "Over four hundred components? Each component costs less than twenty-five?"
Ren Zhong nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
Zhou Ya suppressed her shock.
Although she rarely ca to Paradise Club, she knew the ga rules here.
In every ga, the equipnt provided by Paradise varied to prevent players from pre-planning, giving an advantage in the ten-minute assembly ti.
So players had to make quick decisions. This is where the player engagent is heightened. Skilled and experienced players can create an optimal plan within the set ti, gaining an advantage for their participant. Less experienced players often assemble bizarrely mismatched equipnt, putting their participant at a disadvantage.
Typically, most players would use so costly equipnt to fill the price, avoiding having too much money left when the ti runs out.
Usually, other experienced players could only select several dozen pieces of equipnt, yet Ren Zhong managed more than four hundred pieces.
This definitely set a new record in Paradise.
Continuing to examine the equipnt, Zhou Ya asked again, "Do you think she has the potential to beco an agile-type chanical Warrior?"
Ren Zhong shook his head, "No, she is a War Artist like Qian Wangshen. I've only provided her with basic second-level agile armor and a second-level firearm. This part is the basic equipnt I designed for her, with a total value exceeding four thousand points. I also configured a large number of remote control modules. These modules can indirectly control different equipnt, and there are quite a few of them."
Zhou Ya: "So you hope that this person with no Professional foundation at all can fight and learn by fighting, continually acquiring others' equipnt to strengthen herself, eventually overpowering everyone?"
Ren Zhong: "Yes."
Zhou Ya: "But is this possible? Being a War Artist requires multitasking skills, which seriously test one's talents. Even with talent, one must undergo extensive training, constantly improving concentration, Brain Reaction Index, and Synchronization Rate to advance gradually. How could she achieve that?"
Ren Zhong shrugged, "How would you know without trying?"
...
Above the blue primordial forest, one flight machine after another streaked across the sky.
Suspended below each flying machine was a person.
Hu Yang's slender shoulders were being painfully pinched by the tal claws of the flying machine.
But at this mont, she ignored her own pain and fixed her gaze downward.
She knew this was her last chance.
Even though the chance of survival was less than one in ten thousand, she was unwilling to give up easily.
So information she had overlooked during military training slowly surfaced in her mind.
She vaguely rembered the instructor once saying that on a real battlefield, many encounters were ambushes, regardless of whether the enemy was human or Ruined Beast; there was a common principle.
Whoever adapts to the environnt first, reads the terrain first, knows their resources best, has the chance to beco the victor.
What she had to do now was use her eyes and brain to forcibly morize this area of more than ten square kiloters of forest.
Suddenly, she felt so hostile glances.
Hu Yang looked up and around, noticing more than ten people staring at her from different directions.
She felt sowhat puzzled, not understanding where the animosity ca from.
But she quickly shook her head, dismissing distractions.
After all, these gas are randomly thrown by humanity; even if soone wants to team up against her, they must et first.
If she were really that unlucky, she would just accept it.
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