Resurrection Empire
Chapter 140 - 83: The Invisible Sea of Blood_3

Chapter 140: Chapter 83: The Invisible Sea of Blood_3

It was an invisible sea of blood.

With a mix of fear and excitement, Ren Zhong glanced at his account statement.

"Sold 100 shares of Liancheng Wei’s liquor business, gained 29,273.86 Contribution Points, paid 58.68 in stamp tax, paid 7.33 in commission. Account balance is 30,989.27 points."

He had made a fortune.

Although he wasn’t particularly happy, he indeed got rich.

His body felt somewhat exhausted, exactly like when he escaped from Bone Valley two days ago.

He wiped off some sweat again, a subconscious sense of relief from surviving a disaster appeared on his face.

"Mr. Ren, you... you didn’t just have a nightmare, did you?"

Hanyu suddenly gasped, covering her mouth, her face full of terror.

Having calmed down, Ren Zhong initially wanted to go along with it as an excuse.

But he sharply noticed something unusual in Hanyu’s expression.

Even Zheng Tian, who was driving in front, slammed on the brakes and looked back, "Mr. Ren, don’t joke around!"

Wen Lei, Bai Feng, and Ou Youning had the same intense concern.

Ren Zhong vaguely understood something, shook his head, "No nightmare, I just accidentally experienced a holographic horror movie on the internet through the wrist watch. It was really well-made."

"Phew!"

The other five people in the car exhaled deeply.

Hanyu patted her ample chest, "Scared me to death."

"Haha, look at how nervous you all were. Alright, I’m going back to sleep. Wake me at noon."

Closing his eyes, Ren Zhong thought to himself, is the initial symptom of sudden death from a disrupted biological clock really a nightmare?

That is indeed a reasonable rule.

But I probably won’t have nightmares because this whole planet is already a real nightmare for me.

I just want to smash it.

After a busy day, the team returned to the town before five in the afternoon.

Changing clothes is like changing blades, today’s haul was indeed not bad, even though the uninterested Ren Zhong slacked off, the team’s total earnings still reached 300 points.

Ren Zhong, who only contributed significantly in the afternoon battle with the Third Level Ruined Beast, refused 60% of the extra share, insisting on taking only 40%, receiving 120 points.

After returning to the courtyard, everyone strongly demanded Ren Zhong to get a good rest.

Wen Lei was even assigned as Ren Zhong’s personal bodyguard and overseer, not allowed to go to the training ground to exhaust himself further.

Ren Zhong really felt what "pampering" meant.

No matter what he wanted to do, as soon as he moved an eyelid, Wen Lei would run faster than a rabbit, absolutely not letting him get up.

If he wanted to drink tea, all he needed to do was open his mouth, and a cup filled with warm tea and equipped with a straw was already at his lips.

If he wanted to watch projection TV, Wen Lei had already switched it to the financial channel.

Yes, Zheng Tian had spent lavishly to install satellite TV channels and had also gone to the supply and sales cooperative to buy a reasonably decent projection TV and a pair of speakers that could barely play sound.

If he wanted to fart...

That Wen Lei really couldn’t help him with, though.

If Bei Lihui hadn’t come on behalf of Lin Wang to invite Ren Zhong to a banquet around six o’clock, Ren Zhong would have driven Wen Lei to a nervous breakdown.

Delicious Fresh Restaurant, located in the center of the affluent area within the White Wall of Starfire Town.

This is an all-natural food restaurant usually serving only citizens, not large, with only seven or eight small tables, indistinguishable from a private kitchen.

Among the town’s wilderness people, probably only professional teams could afford to dine here occasionally.

In the corner of the restaurant hall, Ren Zhong was beaming while drinking and conversing enthusiastically with Lin Wang, Bei Lihui, and two other female members of the professional team.

At the small table, Lin Wang and Bei Lihui sat side-by-side inside. Lin Wang to the left, Bei Lihui to the right. Ren Zhong sat between the two female members.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious, everyone seemed to have clicked instantly.

Especially the sexy and hot woman named Pan Fenglian sitting beside Ren Zhong, who almost had most of her body leaning on his shoulder.

She is a Blast Master in the professional team, and it seemed she had just passed the Fourth Level title assessment recently.

She wore a red leather jacket and pants, with a noticeable cleavage and an open collar.

The other woman named Si Mawan seemed to be a Fourth Level Demolition Master, rather plain-looking, her attitude not as enthusiastic as Pan Fenglian, but she still donned a faint smile.

Lin Wang seemed to have seen through Ren Zhong’s vulgar nature because of the Ju Qingmeng incident, arranging today’s gathering to cater to his tastes.

At this moment, Ren Zhong found himself in a dilemma.

He knew he had an "image" in Lin Wang’s mind.

So this was the "weakness" he exposed to Lin Wang, making Lin Wang mistakenly believe that he was easy to control.

Therefore, he didn’t want to break this image now.

But Pan Fenglian’s forwardness was overwhelming.

After just a couple of sips of fruit wine, she was already playing dumb, clinging to him. Her hand wasn’t exactly honest, her acting terribly clumsy, her approach simple and crude.

Lin Wang sitting in front of Ren Zhong was also smilingly persuading him to drink, saying that though professionals should avoid alcohol when possible, low-alcohol fruit wine wasn’t a big issue.

Ren Zhong found it hard to handle.

Ren Zhong couldn’t help but feel sad for both himself and Pan Fenglian.

Back when he was pursuing his doctorate, he had interacted with entrepreneurs and faced such scenarios.

At that time, he only needed to display a cold academic wizard demeanor, and some ill-intentioned entrepreneurs would sensibly withdraw without pressing more or offering company.

Back then, his detachment was his strength, and he wasn’t afraid to offend others.

But now, he was facing Lin Wang, who could kill him as easily as slaughtering a chicken.

The more Ren Zhong smiled warmly, the more vigilant he became inside.

For his own safety and the safety of Zheng Tian’s team, he had to continuously expose his vulnerabilities to Lin Wang, further lulling him into complacency.

So tonight...

Ren Zhong felt a bleakness in his heart.

I have carried myself with integrity for many years, can that man, attached to Lin Wang’s side, wanton and unrestrained, be by my downfall?

Just as Pan Fenglian’s claw was about to reach the forbidden zone that must not be touched, Ren Zhong’s eyes lit up.

The savior had arrived!

Comrade Sun Miao, who had been busy all day long in the underground lab, pushed open the door of Delicious Fresh, swaggering in step by step.