Ren Zhong did not start the course right away, but spent a lot of time comprehensively observing every teacher and student in the college. At the same time, he openly recruited smart people from all over the world.
He let the outside world know that as long as you are smart enough, no matter what your origin, where you come from, or your age, you can get generous treatment from the Ren Group and even solve the household registration problem of your family members.
There are too many things involved in the development of nuclear fusion. He can only succeed but cannot fail.
Therefore, he must find the most talented people.
As for the risk of leaking information, he wasn't too worried.
He has a complete set of methods to catch moles, and no traitor can hide his flaws in the mirror of time.
Unconsciously, a month passed, and Ren Zhong memorized a long list in his heart.
Then, after a series of step-by-step twists and turns, he once again entered the vault of Yersun Bank with the help of Xiao Xingyue.
Poor Xiao Xingyue had no idea that she had been hit by a bug.
By the way, this time Frederick Locke was also hit by a bug. The difference was that he died more simply than last time and did not suffer much torture before dying.
And Ren Zhong asked him tentatively, "If I use the secret between you and your brother's wife in exchange for your sincerity, can you make the decision and agree to my terms?"
Frederick Locke, who had been horrified just a moment ago because he had killed seven subordinates in succession, showed a speechless and choked expression, and roared hysterically and asked: "Why didn't you tell me at the beginning if you had this bargaining chip? Why did you do it?" Like this? You have killed so many people, and although their status is not as good as mine, they are basically members of the core family of the Locke Group. Now how can you ask me to help you like this... Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Bang...
Ren Zhong ended Frederick's rage with a single shot.
He has achieved his goal and confirmed that it is possible, and that is enough.
It's ridiculous to say that even if the surname Frederick became a given name, it seemed to have a curse, and it would always be easily associated with immoral things.
Sure enough, nobles of this bloodline are prone to falling into emptiness, and they have to find some different fun.
Ren Zhong went to Yersun City again...
…
There is a heavily guarded courtyard deep in the Spark Academy of Science.
There are three buildings in this courtyard, each building has seven floors, and each floor has more than 20 large or small rooms.
Including the exterior walls of the courtyard, all structural buildings here are composed of ultra-high-strength alloys.
There are a large number of automated weapons programmed by Qian Wangshen hidden in the dense forest outside the courtyard, and there are dozens of second-level and third-level gunsmiths on patrol.
Entering the courtyard, both the walls and the house itself are covered with a large number of probes, scanning everything around them at any time.
This is the most heavily guarded place in Xinghuo Town and holds the future of nearly 10 billion people.
In the conference room on the first floor of the tallest white building, Ren Zhong, who had dark circles under his eyes, was looking at the nearly three hundred people below with a smile.
There is a large podium in front of Ren Chong. On the podium are several thick stacks of books with millions of words in them.
After the resurrection, Ren Zhong first gave Ju Qingmeng a list and asked her to search for these people from around the world and invite them over.
Then Ren Zhong locked himself in the office and did not go out for food or accommodation.
He compressed his sleep time to only four hours a day, and the remaining time was either dictating copywriting, polishing words, or drawing patterns.
In short, he moved nine large textbooks in one month with his own strength, covering a complete set of knowledge about nuclear fusion from its inception to controllable nuclear fusion.
At this moment, Ren Zhong had just finished proofreading and had not rested at all.
He originally wanted to take a good rest after completing all the textbooks and face these pillars of civilization in the best mental state. However, when he was proofreading before, he subconsciously compared it with the controllable core that he had read out of interest in the middle of the 21st century. Comparing the fusion-related knowledge with the textbook written down in his hand, he discovered that there was a hole in the empire's textbook and that key data had been tampered with.
If we use these textbooks step by step to develop controllable nuclear fusion, we can only take a big detour.
Therefore, Ren Zhong can only use his existing knowledge to repeatedly verify and calculate.
In the end, he spent a lot of energy to put together his past and present knowledge of controllable nuclear fusion and re-launched the correct textbook.
Just after finishing these tasks, time had already reached the point where he had to go to Xianyuanjing City, so Ren Zhong could only drag his tired body to the classroom.
At this time, the nearly 300 people looked at him on the podium with their necks raised.
There are about forty people inside who are originally employees of the Ren Group, and the other two hundred or so people are talents who have been recruited from all over the world in this month.
In the previous political science courses, Ju Qingmeng, Zheng Tian, Huo Donghua and others had already given them lessons, explaining the essence of the Great Migration Plan, as well as the desolate people and middle- and low-level citizens on the Source Star today. situation, and also vaccinated them, telling them that they would undertake an extremely important task.
Once you make a choice, you have to remain anonymous, stay away from your family, and work in a closed environment for at least fifteen years and up to nineteen years.
During this period, they can only follow orders to stay in specified locations and engage in specified work. They can meet with their families once every other month, but the meeting process must be fully monitored by electronic devices.
The price is not heavy, but the reward corresponding to the price is that they and their families will definitely be able to follow Ren Zhong to get the summons for the Great Migration, and they will also receive generous treatment.
If you can't accept it, you can choose to quit and work in ordinary positions under the Ren Group outside.
Everyone who stays here now has signed the core contract.
Ren Zhong lightly knocked on the table and coughed lightly.
There was deathly silence down there, and you could hear a needle drop.
"You should already have some preliminary knowledge of me, so I won't waste any time introducing myself."
"Now, since you already know what the real Great Migration looks like, it should be clear that if I do nothing, after nineteen years, I will definitely be able to follow the association's senior leaders to the new world of the empire. Go. There are at most about one billion tickets for the New World. It’s my turn, but it’s not your turn, and it’s not the turn of most people on the Source Star. The remaining nearly 20 billion people have only one place to go, and that is to be Take the brain and make it a commodity.”
"What we have to do is to change this future. The means to change the future are right here."
Ren Zhong patted the textbook beside him.
A gentle young man wearing glasses below raised his hand and asked: "Mr. Ren, what is this?"
Ren Zhong smiled slightly, "It is a technology. It can be used to provide nearly inexhaustible electrical energy and can replace the Locke Group's space charging station. At the same time, it can also be used to destroy everything and become a The handle is a fatal blade that hangs over the heads of the association's senior leaders and frozen elders. I call it...the art of slaying dragons."
"What kind of dragon are you slaying? It's an evil dragon. What is the evil dragon? It's a rule established jointly by the association and senior citizens."
"They use these rules to steal the fruits of our labor, deprive us of our rights as human beings, trample on our dignity, and treat our bodies as commodities."
"Everyone, learn the art of slaying dragons, and then realize it. Then use the power of our hands to fight for our own relatives and friends, and for those who are strangers to each other but are still struggling to survive on this planet. future, to end the endless enslavement and demands of higher citizens on us, to rewrite the history of mankind.”
After saying this, Ren Zhong turned around and left.
These students have no teachers, and only nine textbooks are placed in front of them.
They can only learn together.
Including the lecturers in the original Spark Science College, all of them were completely blank about nuclear fusion at this time.
They must and can only follow the road paved for them from the desert of knowledge and use their own feet to walk step by step until they reach the other side of hope.
There must be some of them walking faster.
These people can then become teachers for others who come after them.
As time goes by, some successors will slowly find new "soul resonance points" when learning a certain stage of knowledge, burst out their learning ability, and be able to move faster than others.
At this time, these former students will become teachers for others.
…
Ren Zhong came to Xiayuanjing City again, and once again accompanied by Zhou Ya, he talked a lot with Director Xia of the Human Resources Department of the association, turning himself into a preparatory student of the Enumerator College.
Ren Zhong once again went to the Paradise of Humanity.
Populus euphratica once again defeated Tang Xiangyun's hunting group and No. 38's self-rescue alliance.
Ren Zhong once again took control of the coastal town from Tang Xiangyun, and once again seemed thrilling but actually easily defeated the aberrant colonial warriors with the help of Zhou Ya's bodyguards.
If you only watch this short period of time alone, Ren Zhong's life has not changed much. It is simply a boring loop replay.
But his mental age is nearly two years longer than before.
There is another dragon-slaying camp in his base camp.
…
In the conference room of the Yersen Hotel, Ren Zhong looked at Frederick Locke opposite him with a smile.
He spoke before Frederick introduced himself, "Hello, Mr. Frederick, I have been waiting for our meeting for a long time. These are your assistants, right? They are... …”
Ren Zhong's familiar statement confused Frederick Locke.
If he remembered correctly, he had never dealt with Ren Zhong.
Before they arrived, Locke Group did not tell Ren Zhong what level of negotiation team it would send this time.
Even if Ren Zhong could identify him in advance through certain connections, it would be absurd to reveal the names of the other seven assistants at once.
Frederick frowned slightly, "Hello, Mr. Ren. Do you know me?"
Ren Zhong blinked, "Not only do I know you, but I also know you very well. Before we officially start the negotiation, I actually have some quite personal topics that I would like to communicate with you."
Frederick felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
He thought for five seconds and finally nodded, "Okay, we can talk in a private capacity first."
Ren Zhong pointed to the small conference room next to him, "Please."
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"What kind of dragon are you slaying? It's an evil dragon. What is the evil dragon? It's a rule established jointly by the association and senior citizens."
"They use these rules to steal the fruits of our labor, deprive us of our rights as human beings, trample on our dignity, and treat our bodies as commodities."
"Everyone, learn the art of slaying dragons, and then realize it. Then use the power of our hands to fight for our own relatives and friends, and for those who are strangers to each other but are still struggling to survive on this planet. future, to end the endless enslavement and demands of higher citizens on us, to rewrite the history of mankind.”
After saying this, Ren Zhong turned around and left.
These students have no teachers, and only nine textbooks are placed in front of them.
They can only learn together.
Including the lecturers in the original Spark Science College, all of them were completely blank about nuclear fusion at this time.
They must and can only follow the road paved for them from the desert of knowledge and use their own feet to walk step by step until they reach the other side of hope.
There must be some people walking faster among them.
These people can then become teachers for others who come after them.
As time goes by, some successors will slowly find new "soul resonance points" when learning a certain stage of knowledge, burst out their learning ability, and be able to move faster than others.
At this time, these former students will become teachers for others.
…
Ren Zhong came to Xiayuanjing City again, and once again accompanied by Zhou Ya, he talked a lot with Director Xia of the Human Resources Department of the association, turning himself into a preparatory student of the Enumerator College.
Ren Zhong once again went to the Paradise of Humanity.
Populus euphratica once again defeated Tang Xiangyun's hunting group and No. 38's self-rescue alliance.
Ren Zhong once again took control of the coastal town from Tang Xiangyun, and once again seemed thrilling but actually easily defeated the aberrant colonial warriors with the help of Zhou Ya's bodyguards.
If you only watch this short period of time alone, Ren Zhong's life has not changed much. It is simply a boring loop replay.
But his mental age is nearly two years longer than before.
There is another dragon-slaying camp in his base camp.
…
In the conference room of the Yersen Hotel, Ren Zhong looked at Frederick Locke opposite him with a smile.
He spoke before Frederick introduced himself, "Hello, Mr. Frederick, I have been waiting for our meeting for a long time. These are your assistants, right? They are... …”
Ren Zhong's familiar statement confused Frederick Locke.
If he remembered correctly, he had never dealt with Ren Zhong.
Before they arrived, Locke Group did not tell Ren Zhong what level of negotiation team it would send this time.
Even if Ren Zhong could identify him in advance through certain connections, it would be absurd to reveal the names of the other seven assistants at once.
Frederick frowned slightly, "Hello, Mr. Ren. Do you know me?"
Ren Zhong blinked, "Not only do I know you, but I also know you very well. Before we officially start the negotiation, I actually have some quite personal topics that I would like to communicate with you."
Frederick felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
He thought for five seconds and finally nodded, "Okay, we can talk in a private capacity first."
Ren Zhong pointed to the small conference room next to him, "Please."
