Resurrection Empire
Chapter 91 - 65: Navigating the Stock Market, Logical Behavioral Mechanisms

Chapter 91: Chapter 65: Navigating the Stock Market, Logical Behavioral Mechanisms

After a long time, Ren Zhong asked, "Are you okay?"

The young boy finally gained control over his emotions, his shoulders stopped trembling, and he stood up slowly, shaking his head repeatedly, "It’s nothing."

He quickly transferred money to Ren Zhong and handed over the keys to the double-story small building, saying, "Mr. Ren, I’ve taken the liberty to design a hidden floor compartment on the original plan, under which I’ve dug out a ten-square-meter basement. I reinforced the basement with old planks I found from the junkyard; is that alright?"

Ren Zhong smiled, cheerfully patting his shoulder, "Of course, I can use it. You’ve got initiative, young man. Well done, you did a great job."

The praised boy grinned happily, "Ah, thank you, Mr. Ren, for the praise."

"Hmm, here’s your stuff, hold on to it. Now, you have a gun, and you’ve got the tutorials, but don’t rush out dreaming of grand victories. The wilderness is dangerous, full of threats, one wrong step and you’re gone. You have to take it step by step. Next, you should learn all the First Level basic knowledge related to the gunsmith from the wristwatch you borrowed, and make sure you’re well-prepared before going out. First, follow some experienced scroungers, learning and accumulating experience as you go, or find a couple of people you barely trust to travel with. But remember, no matter who they are, don’t easily put complete trust in anyone, always keep something up your sleeve. Remember, anyone."

"Ah? Including you, Mr. Ren?"

"Hahaha! Of course not including me. Besides your mother, I’m the only person you can trust right now. Keep going, get stronger, I hope you can quickly develop real combat power. This world doesn’t believe in tears, only in bullets."

"Okay!"

"Go on. By the way, what’s your name?"

The boy instinctively clenched his steel gun with both hands, "My name is Yujin, Mr. Ren."

"Is it ’Yu’ as in ’hearing a thunder in a silent place,’ and ’Jin’ as in ’embers left from a blazing fire’?"

"Uh, yes, sir."

"Alright, I remember your name. See you another day."

...

Walking alone in the dead of night across the wild plains, Ren Zhong instinctively recalled the bright look in Yujin’s eyes when he held the gun.

Embers in the heart of the flames? That’s a good name.

In this harsh winter, I have planted the first seed of ember on the rare fertile soil in the barren wilderness.

When the mountains bloom, this flower will surely laugh among them.

...

A night without words.

Ren Zhong went on a spree all night.

In total, 19 Ruined Beasts were victimized tonight.

Besides 15 First Level Ruined Beasts, there were 4 Second Level Ruined Beasts.

This included two companion golden slime slugs that died under acid erosion spray, a mud slug crab that died under a blast fishing net, and a silver line moon rabbit that died under a disposable high-frequency plasma dagger.

Ren Zhong had his reasons for choosing these four unlucky ones.

The restraint weapons were what he bought at the military weapon store next to the training ground yesterday, at a total cost of 32 points.

For the well-prepared him, the golden slime slug was the easiest to deal with, basically for free.

The mud slug crab and silver line moon rabbit were old acquaintances he had dealt with before.

These two Second Level Ruined Beasts were small enough to be taken away whole, and were heavily countered by his specialized equipment.

Once laid an ambush, dealing with them was even easier than with First Level Ruined Beasts.

For Ren Zhong, whose combat power had yet to recover and could only control the exoskeleton with an amplifier, these were the most optimal hunting targets.

He didn’t set all his hunting targets on Second Level Ruined Beasts.

He had mining maps in his head, still had lots of goods, but he wasn’t in a hurry.

Though reckless at times, he wasn’t stupid; he understood what he could do now and what would easily backfire.

That night, his total income was about 118 points, with cash reserves reaching 219.36, perfectly reaching his target.

On the afternoon of the third day, before heading to the training ground, Ren Zhong first bought some stock from Anseng Biopharmaceutical Company, which was the demon stock king he had his eyes on yesterday.

Anseng Biopharmaceuticals is a Third Level subsidiary of the Mengdu Group, engaged in some unknown research with little information available, but today it just shot up unreasonably with no reason given, as unscrupulous as any demon stock could be.

Before its takeoff, the price per share was 1.94, with a cost of 194.05 points per lot.

Ren Zhong entered the market at 12:30 in the afternoon.

Before this, Anseng Biopharmaceutical’s stock price curve was moving shakily forward like a canteen lady’s spoon.

The technical aspect was mundane, the information aspect stagnant, as if even a firecracker couldn’t burst a whisper out of it.

Six minutes later, a miracle happened.

It was a steep climb to the top like a train of desire heading to heaven.

The curve shot straight up into the sky, shocking and jaw-dropping.

In just a moment, the buy orders skyrocketed, and the sell orders vanished into thin air.

The steep curve transformed into a peerless blade aiming straight towards the sky.

At this moment, Ren Zhong could imagine how anxious and fast the heartbeats of those fortunate enough to be on the ride, how quickly those who missed the ticket would stomp their feet.

Especially the one who had just sold a lot to Ren Zhong, who should be cursing the heavens in tears right now.

Ren Zhong chuckled.

Friend, face reality, this is life.

He closed the stock software and left.

Then, at exactly five o’clock in the afternoon, Ren Zhong ended his physical training fifteen minutes early and went to Ju Qingmeng to sponge a break, lying on the bed there and logging onto the internet through his wristwatch to sell the stock at its peak, cashing in securely on the spot.

He had just cashed out for less than two minutes when Anseng Biotech once again demonstrated what it means to execute a soul-cutting guillotine after a long period of volatility at high levels, making Ren Zhong, who had turned from a player to a bystander, twitch his eyelids with intensity no less than that of hunting Ruined Beasts.

It was merely the fluctuation of numbers, yet Ren Zhong sensed a strong scent of blood from within it.

Once again, the stock market was a scene of some celebrating joy amidst a sea of sorrow, blood flowing like rivers.

Many citizens involved in stocks in the primary capital, though most citizens lived this way, did not seem to be as happy as imagined.

In any case, after deducting stamp duty and sale commission, Ren Zhong recovered 342.61 points, his total reaching 366.91 points, commonly known as a big fat gain.

Sure, there were other demon stocks, but none surged like Anseng Biopharmaceuticals, with the highest increase only around 32%, and the cash-out time was scheduled for 1:30 a.m.

Ren Zhong thought about it briefly and decided not to take the risk, preferring instead to go out begging at night. While outside at night, it’s inconvenient to go online, missing the time means taking a nosedive.

The significance of begging lies not only in the hunting yield but also in the fast recovery of strength by means of battle, and getting more familiar with the surrounding intelligence of Starfire Town.

Hence, Ren Zhong planned to buy the Thunderbolt Car, at the earliest tomorrow afternoon.

He looked at his wallet, feeling a bit unsatisfied.

The principal amount was still too little. If the entry capital today were doubled, it could have been accomplished today.

He really wanted to borrow more money from Brother Sun.

Forget it, Brother Sun had become just a worker.

Can’t do that, it’s short-sighted to burn out all the fish in the pond.

If you play too hard and force Brother Sun into a corner, it could break the relationship.

...

Closing the wristwatch projection, Ren Zhong opened his eyes.

But he didn’t rush to meet up with Zheng Tian and the others.

Earlier, when he asked to use the rest space from Ju Qingmeng, he noticed her hesitation.

If he guessed correctly, Ju Qingmeng should be coming soon.

Countdown started.

Ten, nine...three...

Knock knock knock.

Sure enough, when Ren Zhong counted to three, someone knocked on the door.

This completely fit her current behavior logic.

Ren Zhong said, "Come in."

Ju Qingmeng pushed open the rest room that only Ren Zhong occupied, carrying a tray with a highly absorbent nutritional meal, "Mr. Ren, how are you resting?"

Ren Zhong sat up and asked knowingly, "Almost done, Manager Ju, is there anything you need?"

Ju Qingmeng smiled, handing the nutritious meal to Ren Zhong, seemingly casually saying, "It looks like you’ve almost recovered physically. Would you like to test your brain-machine synchronization rate again? I could also help you measure your other parameters accurately, free of charge."

Ren Zhong looked at her calm and seemingly casual appearance, which was laden with hidden anxiety and expectation, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Some things are indeed fateful.

She truly killed her once proud, talented, and aloof self, turning into someone who, though still unskilled at disguise, was striving hard to conceal, who, despite not being good at lying, put effort into crafting opportunistic lies to probe others as an incompetent actress.

"Sure, thank you, I’d appreciate it."

The other actor got up and said with a smile.

This actor thought to himself, even though you have forgotten, I remember, and my promise to you remains forever valid.

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