Resurrection Empire

The survival mode of the professional team is very simple and crude.

After the team signs a contract with the company, the company will provide a small amount of routine equipment maintenance services for the professional team, as well as provide subsidies for the purchase of ammunition, medical supplies and energy.

But compared to the daily consumption of level four professionals, this service and allowance is just a drop in the bucket and is nothing more than a show-off.

The real "preferential" treatment that the professional team has is that when the first-level contract sells hunting results, it only needs to bear a fixed commission of 8%, which is 2% less than the 10% of the second-level contract, and more than the affiliated semi-professional team and individual players. Go out a lot stronger.

Of course, Ren Zhong, who has gradually understood part of the economic system of this era, clearly knows that this so-called preferential treatment is simply a joke.

You took away the fourth-level Ruin Beast chips and corpses worth 10,000 points for just 2,000 to 3,000 points. The purchase price of the goods cost me 70% to 80%. What’s the point of the discount from 20% to 8%?

The resource recycling company's pricing standard for the beasts seems simple, but it is actually very sophisticated. It is similar to the fact that the 0.1 points earned by a deserter every day when he sleeps with a rental watch is exactly the same as the food money needed to maintain the minimum living standard.

It will not let you starve to death, and will always allow you to earn enough remuneration to survive through labor.

But it certainly won’t make you rich through hard work.

As for how much profit it can get from your labor output, sorry, that has nothing to do with you.

Unless you can achieve a class leap, become stronger, become a more advanced professional, or master the qualifications of capital operation to make money.

But every time you go up a step, the shackles covering your body are just changed from ordinary iron shackles to better silver or gold shackles.

This is the inevitable outcome of a society structured by nine major groups and under the absolute monopoly control of capital.

Also, in terms of transaction relationships, the professional team is the supplier and the recycling company is the purchaser.

I produce the raw materials, you purchase them, you pay and that's it.

It makes no sense that when a supplier sells goods to a buyer at a loss, it should also give the buyer a commission of a minimum of 8% and a maximum of 30%.

Of course, this commission can also be understood in reverse, that is, the professional team is a higher-level supplier, and the same product can get a higher price from the purchaser, which is a lot of relief.

In short, corresponding to the so-called "welfare", professional teams are also burdened with the responsibility of paying a staggering amount of fixed hunting resources.

The specific quota size is determined by the person in charge of each resource recycling company.

There is no doubt that Yang Bingzhongding's number is relatively high. Even someone as strong as Lin Wang would feel overwhelmed and furious if the harvest was not ideal in just a few days.

Professional teams rely only on their own efforts, and it is indeed difficult to meet the quota. This is why it is necessary to develop affiliated teams, which can also be regarded as a certain level of discount.

In this way, professional teams can not only exploit others and taste the pleasure of being exploiters, but also appropriately reduce their own pressure.

But unfortunately, Yang Bingzhong now also limits the number and size of affiliated teams.

According to Chen Hanyu, her parents had nearly thirty semi-professional teams under their names back then, with a total of nearly two hundred people. The average professional level of all affiliated teams has reached 1.7.

Lin Wang went even further on the basis of Yang Bingzhong's restrictions. Being overly suspicious, he not only failed to cultivate the affiliated team, but also suppressed them in return. This further caused Lin Wang to be exhausted at the slightest turmoil, and he deserved it.

Assuming that Lin Wang has six affiliated teams with level 3 professionals, how come he has to do everything himself?

Of course, this is only an ideal situation, and the limitations of resource output around Spark Town must also be taken into consideration.

Spark Town cannot afford to support so many high-level professionals.

Ren Zhong also considered the possibility of forming a non-staff team based on purchasing relationships outside the affiliation system.

But after just a little calculation, he rejected the plan.

Private transfers require a 10% tax. Who pays this tax?

If a professional team is responsible, then you will make almost no profit after calculation, and you will be targeted by Yang Bingzhong, who thinks you are ambitious.

If others are allowed to bear the taxes and fees, professional teams can earn slightly more, but they still have to bear the risks. And others may not be willing to do so. It takes risks and makes little money to make such a big deal. It is better to sell it directly to a company with an individual account.

So Lin Wang chose to grab it directly like a mad dog, with no cost or risk.

Tang Shuying and Jiang Kai's eating looks are slightly less ugly, but they also have different methods of exploitation that are either gentle or intense.

…

Ren Zhong had a brief chat with the captains of the five affiliated teams.

He knew the strength of these five teams, which was similar to the Zheng Tian team before he joined.

There are at least three or two people in each team, and at most all members are about to reach level two.

Ren Zhongzhong expressed his stance. From now on, the commission for the affiliated teams under his name will be reduced to 15%, which is the same as Tang Shuying and Jiang Kai.

These are the three things that made him the new official.

When the five people heard this, they were immediately grateful.

Seeing that Ren Zhong was as easy to talk to as rumored, one of them tentatively asked Ren Zhong if he could participate in the second-level professional title assessment.

He didn't dare to tell the whole team.

Ren Zhong patted the man on the shoulder, looked at the others, and said seriously: "Lin Wang is Lin Wang, and I am me. Of course you can take the second-level assessment. I even hope that you can grow up faster. I emphasize again , Lin Wang and I are different."

Wen Lei and Zheng Tian beside him also helped to speak, endorsing Ren Zhong's reputation.

Although Zheng Tian and these captains had some minor conflicts in the past, they had cooperated many times to hunt level three beasts.

Everyone is both a competitor and a fellow sufferer, and their relationship is very complicated.

Now she is flying into the sky holding Brother Ren's golden thigh, but under the influence of Ren Zhong, Zheng Tian also subconsciously hopes that these old friends can live a little better.

Even if Ren Zhong lowers the rake ratio for others, the lost income may be the equipment she and a few other people in the team carry, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Brother Ren never treats his own people badly.

After feeling how kind Ren Zhong was to her, Zheng Tian also began to work hard to learn to be a good person like Ren Zhong.

The five captains were overjoyed when they heard this.

Regardless of whether they have doubts in their hearts, at least they are happy on the surface.

The man from before had the courage to ask directly what happened to Captain Lin and the others.

Ren Zhong smiled slightly and simply replied: "Dead."

The atmosphere on the scene was stagnant at first.

The corners of these people's mouths were slightly curved, and they wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare, so they had to hold it in.

Ren Zhong also rubbed his face, "Okay, that's all for today, why don't you go back first."

Only then did the captains finally get relief.

Not long after these people went out, deafening cheers came from outside the courtyard.

The town was boiling for a long time, and the first bubbles began to bubble in Zheng Tian's courtyard.

Gradually, the cheers spread farther and farther, filling the entire town like waves, and even the clouds in the sky became brighter.

Ren Zhong smiled.

He recalled that there was a time line in which the graffiti of the rising sun was pasted on the wall of his wooden house by an unknown family of naughty children.

Although it was afternoon, the sky was just as beautiful.

Zheng Tian, ​​who was sitting next to him, handed Ren Zhong a cup of warm tea with a straw in it and said, "Everyone seems to have seen the hope of changing their lives. It's great."

Ou Youning chuckled, "Yes!"

Chen Hanyu went back to the room, not knowing what she was doing.

Earlier, Ou Youning went to eavesdrop on the wall and said there was crying inside.

Wen Lei made an accurate judgment, "It was Mr. Ren who brought changes to the town."

Yu Jin didn't come at the moment. He seemed to have gone back home to help his mother with her needlework.

Now Yu Jin is not so short of money, but his mother still refuses to stop her sewing stall.

Ever since Ren Zhong praised his needlework skills for improving his marksmanship, Yu Jin no longer had any psychological burden, and instead turned into a little tailor whenever he had free time.

The damaged clothes of the team members and Ren Zhong were all taken care of by him.

Zheng Tian added: "People outside actually understand Lin Wang's fierce and domineering nature, but it's me, alas. Thinking about me before, I'm actually still naive. Whenever I think back to more than a month ago, I actually planned to take everyone to participate in the Second World War. Even during the grade-level professional title assessment, I felt ridiculous. I didn’t understand life as well as the individual scavengers outside, and I almost killed everyone.”

Ren Zhong smiled slightly but said nothing.

Zheng Tian thought to herself again and said: "Actually, when Brother Ren first warned me to be careful about Lin Wang and the others, I felt a little dissatisfied. Because at that time, I felt that level four professionals were gods in the sky, even if they were just The few grains of sand exposed between our fingers are enough for us to build a wall. Of course, now the facts have proved Brother Ren that you are right and I am stupid."

Ren Zhong turned to look at Zheng Tian.

At this glance, he seemed to have insight into Zheng Tian's past and present lives.

There is no doubt that Bei Lihui's attitude towards Zheng Tian's team is somewhat different from that towards ordinary affiliated teams.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zheng Tian and Chen Hanyu to have not been poisoned until today.

Pei Lihui was able to endure the rejection of Zheng Tian and Chen Hanyu.

This is the root cause of Zheng Tian's misjudgment of the situation.

Assuming that Ren Zhong had not appeared, Lin Wang might have allowed her to lead the team to become second-level professionals, and then at least Zheng Tian would have been seduced by Bei Lihui and eventually abandoned.

As for Chen Hanyu, he may die or be raped, but he will definitely die in the end.

"Brother Ren, what's wrong with you?"

Being stared at by Ren Zhong, Zheng Tian blushed slightly and asked.

Ren Zhong smiled, "Your previous decision-making mistakes are not your fault alone."

"Huh? But I am the captain, I should..."

"You are not stupid, on the contrary, you have a lot of cleverness. But cleverness does not equal wisdom. In a sense, every decision made by everyone is the product of the combination of external environment and one's own judgment. The environment you faced in the past misled you , so that you, who are only smart but lack great wisdom, fail to see the essence through the phenomenon."

Zheng Tian pondered for a long time, "Is it because I didn't master the deduction and induction methods at that time?"

"Maybe. Tell me what you think about the cheers outside."

After a long time, Zheng Tian said sadly: "It's a bit sad. Obviously everyone only has five days of peace and a month of life at most. This kind of happiness is meaningless."

"Yes. So, listening to the laughter of these people, those of us who know the inside story will not be infected by their joy. Sometimes the more we know, the less happy we are. Okay, I have to sleep for a while .You go and do your own business first."

About three hours later, with Wen Lei's help, Ren Zhong put on the exoskeleton armor and walked out.

He is still not out of the fatigue period, but he can turn on the low-power hosting mode of the armor. There is no need to connect to the nerves. He does not have to exert any force himself and is carried out by the exoskeleton, just like riding in a car.

More than twenty minutes later, Ren Zhong arrived at Ye Changmian Bar and saw Wang Zhaofu in the private room.

Wang Zhaofu, who was in a great mood, first congratulated Ren Zhong for his unexpected change of fate in just two months, from a low-level man to the professional captain of a town-level resource company, and then showed off the company he founded. .

Ren Zhong is also happy for him.

Based on the fateful friendship between the two, the more developed the other party is, the better off they will be.

When the small talk was almost done, the two got down to business.

Ren Zhong lowered his voice and said, "I rented a separate closed garage in the parking lot. There is a Qingfeng heavy truck parked inside. When I go back, remember to check and move the goods."

Wang Zhaofu smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes and said, "Brother, you have to tell me the specific goods so that I can make an offer."

"One hundred and thirty level four Ruin beast chips, 90 of which have been stored for a long time and have been discounted. The other 40 were obtained this morning and are still fresh. It is not convenient for me to use Spark resources for these chips. Take action, so I have to trouble my brother to help me. Don't be polite to me, brother, it's yours to earn, don't take less. There is also half a set of three-level micro-corps, which is damaged, but some things are still usable. .”

Wang Zhaofu: "Oh! This is a good thing."

"In a few days, before the Xinghuo resources are relocated, brother, you have to come to Xinghuo Town again. Then I will give you a batch of 70% to 80% new level four mecha exoskeleton parts."

Wang Zhaofu was even happier and continued to wait for Ren Zhong's next sentence.

After waiting for a moment, Fatty Wang asked doubtfully: "Well... what about the level 4 heavy sniper and gunnery biochemical combat uniforms?"

Ren Zhong sighed and said regretfully: "I didn't have time to pick it up. It's probably been eaten by the beasts now."

Fatty Wang sighed, "Oh, what a pity."

Ren Zhong: "Yes. But I can't tell you how much this batch of goods is worth today. I need you to help me evaluate it. Then you can just transfer the money to me."

"It's easy to say. Then time is tight... Brother, I'm going right now?"

"Well, the keyless start password for heavy trucks is..."

As soon as Fatty Wang left, the female person in charge of Ye Changmian who had been waiting outside the door, Mama Sang, who had dealt with him many times, came in.

The shareholding structure of the bar Ye Changmian is relatively complicated. Xing Ming and Bei Lihui are both minority shareholders. In addition, people from Tang Shuying and Jiang Kai's team also participate in the shares, as well as several other citizens.

After Xing Ming died, his shares were transferred to Bei Lihui.

Now only one member of the Linwang team is left, Ren Zhong, and the professional team exists in name only.

As usual, other shareholders will directly divide the shares that once belonged to Xing Ming and Bei Lihui according to their respective shareholding ratios.

But this time things have changed.

The professional players in Tang Shuying and Jiang Kai's team, as well as the citizens, all showed no concern for the shares and had no intention of making money.

Then Ren Zhong has the right to receive shares.

After a simple procedure, Ye Changmian's daily dividend rights were transferred to Ren Zhong's personal account.

When Mamasang Ye Changmian went out, another seven or eight people came outside, all of them were the people in charge of other large or small shops.

It was still a matter of formalities, and he took over all the Linwang team's properties in the town with ease.

It seems to be quite large in scale and has a wide range of categories.

One large bar, two small bars, three second-hand electrical appliance sales and repair shops, two second-hand clothing stores, and a dozen scattered shack stalls in the flea market.

The operators of these shops saw that Ren Zhong was much more talkative than Lin Wang, and when they went out, their faces were filled with the joy of impending happiness.

It wasn't until everyone left that Ren Zhong controlled the armor to pick up a glass of fruit wine for himself and took a sip.

Through these people, Ren Zhong felt more deeply the significance of Lin Wangzhi's death in the small town.

Everyone seemed to have gained some relief.

On the way to Ye Changshou, Ren Zhong also observed the changes in the scattered scavengers.

Many individual scavengers who had been helped by him with money looked at him with gratitude and expectation.

These people all know that Captain Ren is a truly good and kind person.

Even if Captain Ren can't change the other two captains, at least one of the three big mountains that are weighing on everyone's heads will be reduced, and the quality of life will at least be improved by half.

There are even many scavengers who have taken out the bottom-of-the-box equipment that they usually keep hidden but dare not use after buying it.

More scavengers began to appear on the streets carrying second-level spare equipment.

Although it is not yet known whether the slightly inflated ambitions of these people will ultimately lead to good or bad results, it is better to lead to unknown changes than to lead straight to decay.

This lifeless town seems to have regained some vitality with the complete destruction of a cancerous professional team.

Seeing this change, Ren Zhong was very satisfied.

Putting aside the long road ahead, at least this time he did the right thing by killing Lin Wang.

Ren Zhong likes the smiles that bloom slightly on these people's faces, just like when he was a child, he liked to stare at the ashes of a campfire. If you turn over the ashes, you can see the sparks flickering in the ashes.

If Spark Town is given another ten years...

If all professional captains in Spark Town were like me...

If Yang Bingzhong could be like himself...

Spark Town ten years later...

How wonderful it must be!

Unfortunately, the higher you stand and the farther you see, the more you know.

As he said to Zheng Tian, ​​the more you know, the less happy you are.

Everyone's short-term happiness and relief are just a dream destined to be shattered.

The more cheerfully they laugh now, the more despairing they will wail a month from now.

Everyone has been sentenced to death.

Including those mamasangs and store managers who are considered to be the best among the desolate people, every one of these people is a "living dead" who has long been turned into a commodity.

They were alive, but almost dead.

Or, after being bought by the Mengdu Group as a guinea pig, life would be worse than death.

Having learned about the heavy responsibilities of the Cold-Blooded Butcher's existence, I don't have even the slightest confidence in winning.

Yang Bingzhong, Zijing Mining and Mengdu Group have laid an impeccable dragnet, and everyone has been trapped in the urn.

At present, he has no hope of changing the outcome of the census at all. He is just as desperate as when he looked up to Lin Wang at Level 1.

Ren Zhong turned his head and looked at the towering tower in the center of the town, his heart racing.

His eyes flickered and he thought silently in his heart.

Sorry, Comrade Ma, Teacher Ma.

This time I'm going to disappoint you.

I will betray you.

I don’t ask for your forgiveness, but I am not ashamed.

One day you will understand my difficulties.

That’s all, in fact you may not be able to understand it by then.

But one day, you can taste the joy of victory with me.

His emotions made him want to live and die with Starfire Town.

But reason tells him that as the only lone revolutionary on the current Source Star, he must make every death of his more valuable.

To turn the new impossibility into necessity, this time, I must leave.

I had to see the outside world, find a way to become stronger, find the hammer to break the cage of despair that hung over the entire town.

No matter how many times I die this time or how long it takes, I will keep my promise in my heart and I will freeze my time until the judgment comes.

One day, I will come back.

I will definitely snatch Spark Town back from the gap in time and hold it tightly in my hands!

This is a betrayal for the sake of betrayal, born of cold blood for the sake of madness.

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