The scene was from precisely thirty days and two hours ago.
The crushed girl lay on a white cloth stretcher.
The way her two thin, dangling legs looked just like the stalk of a dandelion.
Suddenly, a whistling sound came and then abruptly stopped.
A gust of wind blew and dust scattered.
The dandelion was pressed down by the wind, groaning as it fell over.
The tufts on its top scattered, carried by this manmade gust, taking seeds to an unknown distance.
In an instant, Ren Zhong was hit hard.
He then slowly stood up, letting out a low sigh.
Farewell, nameless girl.
I wish you a next life, going to a world without nightmares.
In these three days, he had countless opportunities to end his life.
He truly didn’t know if it was right or wrong and couldn’t judge. In his heart, there was even a faint sense of regret.
But the power of time is best at leaving irreparable regret in one’s heart.
Wang Zhaofu jumped out of the vehicle, stepping with loud thuds to stand in front of Ren Zhong.
"Hey, Brother Ren, what’s wrong with you?"
Ren Zhong waved his hand, "Nothing, your vehicle came too aggressively just now, stirred up some sand, got in my eyes."
Wang Zhaofu: "Ah, sorry, sorry."
Ren Zhong: "No problem."
Wang Zhaofu grunted, took out two remote controls, and pressed one.
The hard tow between the Armed Qingfeng Heavy Truck and the Armed Escort Vehicle automatically disconnected.
Wang Zhaofu handed one of the remote controls to Ren Zhong, "This is the key to the Qingfeng Heavy Truck. All your stuff is in there, packed to the brim, almost couldn’t fit in the truck bed."
Ren Zhong took it, "Thank you, Brother Wang, for your hard work."
"Alright, Brother Ren, you wait a bit and drive the truck into the town yourself. I won’t go into town, have to hurry back to Liao Yuan County. Haha, I’m different now. Since you brought me some big deals, even though I tried not to earn too much from you, my income is much higher than before, and I’m preparing to start my own small company."
Ren Zhong forced a smile, "That’s quite good. We have a long time to keep partnering together."
Their relationship now was very close. Contrary to the past, there was no need for politeness, and the interaction was very natural.
"Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be off." After Wang Zhaofu said this, he headed straight to the Armed Escort Vehicle with auto-cruise function.
Ren Zhong called out from behind, "By the way, Brother Wang, how old are you this year?"
Wang Zhaofu turned around puzzled, "Thirty-two, why?"
He appeared to be in his forties, matching his actual age of thirty-two.
It’s just that Ren Zhong thought again of Yujin’s mother, that thirty-eight-year-old woman who looked like an old lady in her sixties or seventies.
Calculating , Wang Zhaofu probably didn’t have many good years left.
Ren Zhong asked curiously, "Brother Wang, you’re not young either, why do you still work so hard? Aren’t you tired?"
Wang Zhaofu shrugged, "Because I’m a First Level reserve citizen during the assessment period. The Anti-aging Potion is so expensive, I have to work hard. Off I go."
The overweight man energetically jumped into the vehicle, and the Armed Escort Vehicle roared away in seconds.
Ren Zhong also slowly walked toward the Armed Qingfeng Heavy Truck that carried his "future."
He was moving forward.
Opening the door, before getting into the vehicle, Ren Zhong looked back at the dandelion on the ground not far away.
The dandelion, just blown apart by the gust of his "future," hadn’t completely disappeared.
Its stalk was still standing strong on the rocky soil, still swaying in the wind, as if waving goodbye to the receding tufts and seeds.
Door closed, off he went.
In the deep color of night, Ren Zhong drove the vehicle directly into the second underground warehouse of the Military Weapon Store.
This warehouse usually stored Ju Qingmeng’s personal experimental equipment and materials, with an automatic conveyor belt to the small laboratory.
After another half hour, he gradually moved these boxes, big and small, into the small laboratory.
Lazily, he also decided not to fuss further, and simply spread out a folding bed and lay down to sleep.
By the time his figure appeared in the virtual reality training ground, it was already close to 11 PM.
Ju Qingmeng was randomly assembling equipment and testing its performance.
The Third Level virtual reality training had added a new feature that allowed the Trainer to freely assemble equipment, then give it to an AI warrior to use, observe and calculate the ideal performance of the armor in the training ground, much like a game where crazy computers fight crazy computers.
At this moment, below the training ground, a mechanical warrior whose appearance and parameters bore some resemblance to Ren Zhong was being encircled by several Third-Level Ruined Beasts, fighting intensely, with rows of parameters flashing out continuously.