Resurrection Empire-Chapter 880 - 338: Not a Catfish, But a Great White Shark (Part 3)

He was just putting on a show; this knowledge was already engraved in his mind.

But since he had to demonstrate it tomorrow, he reluctantly needed to "study" a bit tonight to avoid drawing too much attention.

Time moved to eight fifteen in the morning the next day, Ren Zhong awakened slowly under the control of his biological clock.

He didn't greet anyone but instead ate breakfast by himself.

While eating breakfast, he kept yawning.

The reading volume last night was too large; within just eight hours, the knowledge he quickly digested was equivalent to what he took several days to digest after joining Deep Communication Group in the previous timeline.

Additionally, the hypnosis effect of the new wristwatch wasn't effective for someone like him; it felt like continuously dreaming throughout the night, remaining in a state of light sleep.

He was a bit tired but could still manage.

Just after he finished eating, Ren Zhong received a notification from Ma Xiaocheng, asking him to come to the office.

Five minutes later, Ren Zhong saw the heir of the Deep Communication Group.

Compared to previous interactions, Ma Xiaocheng looked a bit haggard, with deep-set eyes and noticeable dark circles.

Ma Xiaocheng was not a top-tier second-generation who rested on the laurels of his elders and waited for handouts.

His ability to stabilize the position of Deep Communication's heir at such a young age and to manage such an important department was due not only to his ability but also to his diligence and sense of responsibility.

Faced with such a big issue now, even though he wasn't dismissed, he inevitably faced more criticism.

However, the problem was more severe than any previous situation, exceeding his limits.

In just less than two days, he felt somewhat exhausted.

"Ren Zhong, I fulfilled the request you made to me yesterday. You said I was desperately grasping at straws, which I do not deny. Besides you, I've mobilized more resources. But among all candidates, I favor you the most. One reason is that you've already proven your intelligence at Purple Crystal Mining; another is the interactions you had with Hua Yuelan in the Second Prison, of which I'm fully aware. Most importantly, you've indeed produced very convincing results. I won't impose any requirements on you; I can only represent myself, the Source Star Business Association, and all Citizens on Source Star to earnestly ask you to go all out. We cannot lose the 'Net'."

Ren Zhong furrowed his brows and asked, "Is it a regulation of the Empire? Will we be penalized if we ruin the 'Net'?"

Ma Xiaocheng hesitated briefly and told the truth: "Putting aside scientific necessities, the fact is, including you and me, all human Contribution Points wealth on Source Star are stored in the Net's database. The Empire acknowledges only this. If we complete Grand Migration under this condition, to the Empire. At that time, besides the nine great families, all other Citizens will become worthless paupers." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Ren Zhong: "But don't we still have resources?"

"The value of resources has long been exchanged into Contribution Points and stored in the 'Net'. The transaction has long been completed; the Empire has already paid, and they're just waiting to receive the goods."

Ren Zhong puzzled: "In my view, electronic currency is just a measure of wealth. They're just data segments. Even if the data is lost, the material still exists. Can't the Empire reissue Contribution Points according to the previous evaluation standard? Isn't it even possible to have it discounted? What exactly are Contribution Points?"

Ma Xiaocheng said casually: "Contribution Points are an equivalent exchange of a non-renewable, unique universal constant."

Upon hearing this, Ren Zhong trembled.

Some longstanding doubts in his heart finally resolved.

He restrained the frantic beating heart, forced calmness, and asked: "What universal constant?"

"I don't know. The Empire has only told us this much. We aren't entitled to inquire, nor do we need to know."

Ren Zhong swallowed, "Okay, I'll give my all, but I still can't guarantee success."

"No problem, just do your best. You can start with the basic knowledge of the algorithm project group; there's in your wristwatch…"

Ren Zhong: "I've already finished learning."

Ma Xiaocheng's eyes widened, "What!"

"I said, after I arrived last night, I got the new wristwatch from Deputy Team Leader Ma Xianglan and finished learning within eight hours."

Ma Xiaocheng: "You must be joking."

Ren Zhong: "Do I look like I'm joking? How about you let me try to complete the logic engineer title assessment?"

Ma Xiaocheng paced back and forth in the office, considering for a few seconds, and finally, still dubious, said, "Currently, our computing power resources are extremely scarce. Simulation assessments require considerable computing power, and I shouldn't agree with you, but… since you're so confident, I'll make an exception and let you try."

Ren Zhong: "Thank you."

Once said, Ma Xiaocheng had already ordered the stoppage of over ten departments, aiming to save computing power.

A brief chaos ensued in the expansive headquarters of the Deep Communication Group, with people gathering to discuss what was happening.

Until the surveillance team discovered that most computing power had been deployed to Ren Zhong's office, and after asking Ma Xiaocheng, only then did they realize it was the newcomer Ren Zhong, who had just arrived last night, taking a simulation test.

People couldn't help but grumble inwardly, thinking that Minister Ma had made a foolish mistake.

However, nobody dared to express it.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, Ren Zhong cleared the Third Level logic engineer title assessment in one breath.

He had already reached the standard level to lead the algorithm project group.

Ma Xiaocheng was flabbergasted.

Ma Xianglan, who was still in a dreamy sleep, was also astonished.

Everyone who had been secretly criticizing earlier was stupefied.

Ren Zhong stretched lazily, stepped out of the office, unaffected by the worship-like gazes of those outside the door, and walked thoughtfully towards Ma Xiaocheng's office.

The show was complete.

It was time to negotiate and propose new exchange conditions.