Resurrection Empire-Chapter 1016 - 390: Soaring Nine Thousand Miles (Part 3)

Zhuo Yihang suddenly understood why Ren Zhong could be so successful.

Such self-discipline, such talent.

Finally, Ren Zhong finished eating, quickly packed over ten meal boxes into a bag, handed it to Zhuo Yihang, and said again, "Sorry to trouble you. The classroom is quiet today, and I didn’t want to waste time walking back and forth, so I have to rely on you to bring me food."

Zhuo Yihang respectfully took the bag and said with admiration, "No problem, it’s my job. Mr. Ren, you’re really diligent."

Ren Zhong stretched lazily, "It’s alright."

Zhuo Yihang: "Yesterday I brushed up on some history knowledge. Mr. Ren, would it be fair to describe your diligence as the early bird gets the worm?"

Ren Zhong froze in the middle of his stretch, then couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "No, I would call it a roc bird soaring through the wind to reach the heights of ninety thousand miles."

Zhuo Yihang: "Huh?"

Ren Zhong pointed to the wrist watch on Zhuo Yihang’s hand, "I just turned off your wrist watch so you can keep this conversation to yourself, no need to repeat it to others."

Zhuo Yihang: "Okay."

Ren Zhong: "Young man, keep up the good work. I shouldn’t be in this school for too long. Before I leave, continue being my guide; I’ll need your help again later. When I graduate, I’ll let you join Ren’s Group so you won’t have to be a servant anymore."

After speaking, Ren Zhong transferred five thousand Source Star Coins to Zhuo Yihang’s wrist watch.

Prompted by the notification, Zhuo Yihang hurriedly waved his hand, "That’s too much. This meal doesn’t cost that much; I’ll treat you."

As he said this, he wanted to transfer it back to Ren Zhong.

Ren Zhong stopped his motion, "Don’t overthink it. You won’t just be bringing me this one meal. The rest of the money is for future expenses. Forget treating; with my appetite, I’d bankrupt you in three days."

Zhuo Yihang finally stopped struggling: "Okay."

Watching the young man run out the door with the bag in hand, Ren Zhong’s gaze returned to the tablet in front of him.

After a day and a half of study, he had grasped almost everything about the role of a survey officer in administrative management. This was not difficult for him; probably within a month, he could pass the assessment, get the certificate, and become an intern survey officer, leaving this school.

The association certainly didn’t wish to see this, but Ren Zhong would make the whole process reasonable and lawful without any issues.

Ren Zhong felt that the real challenge he had to face was the upcoming three-year internship.

At three in the afternoon, the female teacher and the other morning teacher didn’t get to witness any drama, and were surprised to see the science teacher in charge of the class return to the office in high spirits.

The female teacher approached to ask, "Oh, why are you so relaxed?"

This science teacher chuckled, "How could I not be? There’s only one student, and that student is self-studying, I have nothing to do."

Female teacher: "Uh..."

In the evening, when the second science subject teacher came down, it was the same scene. The female teacher became more puzzled.

After a busy day, Ren Zhong stretched and walked out of the classroom.

Very well, Zhuo Yihang had already delivered the stepper-type flying device to the classroom door ahead of time, allowing Ren Zhong to step on it and fly directly to the academy gate. This tiny detail saved him an additional two minutes of waiting time.

While flying in the air, Ren Zhong had already planned the next steps for Zhuo Yihang.

Although this young fellow had little professional talent and his overall qualities were average, he was thorough and meticulous in considering issues, a match for Chen Hanyu and ten times more reliable than Ou Youning; he was a good candidate for an assistant.

When the time comes, he would arrange for Zhuo Yihang to study at the company headquarters and then directly appoint him as his secretary.

Another day passed, and the other nineteen people finally returned to campus.

This time, no one bothered to disturb Ren Zhong.

Although they still weren’t sure of Ren Zhong’s background, at least openly, these people were convinced.

Except for Qin Xiang, who felt she had a deep grudge against Ren Zhong, not to be easily forgotten.

But through this ordeal, she learned a lesson — a barking dog does not bite.

She wanted to do something but feared being retaliated against by Ren Zhong, losing face and getting into a bigger mess.

So she kept her thoughts to herself, pondering and planning.

Ren Zhong was content with leisure and focused only on his own matters.

After the previous ordeal, he had already given up on making friends here; he was even uninterested in learning others’ names.

He had no interest in using his kindness and high-mindedness to transform these young heirs soaked in the corrupted Source Star system.

He wasn’t a pure saint; he didn’t want to save everyone from their troubles, especially those who brought suffering upon themselves.

Everyone has their fate.

Some live openly, others are covered in mud, each travels their own path alongside the great road.

Time quickly passed for seven days, just as Ren Zhong was about to change classes due to fast learning progress, believing this month-long study period would pass smoothly, Qin Xiang had thought of a way to retaliate.