It’s possible that their inaction now is not due to having principles, but simply because the timing isn’t right yet.
But if Ren Zhong actively turns himself into the perfect sickle in their hands for cutting leeks, becoming a stock market enforcer for them, then he becomes one of their own.
The certification standard for being deemed "one of their own" is to make a donation.
Ren Zhong moved the cursor to the "donate" icon.
As expected, the icon began to flicker with a green glow.
A text prompt immediately popped up below.
"Respected Third Level Citizen Mr. Ren Zhong, would you like to donate four billion in exchange for sufficient upgrade points?"
"Yes/No"
The "Yes" label was huge, while "No" was only a third of its size.
Ren Zhong moved the cursor to "Yes".
The next second, he immediately clicked "No".
The pattern changed.
A new prompt appeared.
"Are you sure you want to pass up this opportunity? This is currently the most convenient channel for you to upgrade your citizen level. Would you like to upgrade now?"
"Yes/Think Again"
This time, the "Yes" label was even bigger and in bright green.
"Think Again" became even smaller, like a pinhole, and was in a gray state.
Ren Zhong clicked on "Think Again" once more.
"What a pity, this channel doesn’t open every day. Are you really not reconsidering?"
"No/Yes"
This time, "Yes" and "No" swapped places, swapped heads, and swapped colors.
If the operator instinctively clicked the small gray one on the right, it would click on "Yes".
Ren Zhong chuckled heartily to himself.
How ridiculous.
He could hardly believe it.
Such a low-level psychological trapping, reminiscent of the rogue software on Earth in ancient times that was impossible to uninstall.
Those people care so much about money that they’ve become utterly shameless, reaching new lows.
Is this the real level of the upper management of the Source Star Society’s system?
Like an eight-year-old child wielding a machine gun to enslave a group of adults, forcing them to build a sandcastle for him.
Without high technology, you’re nothing!
Ren Zhong wrestled with this lousy system for nearly five minutes, finally managing to close the annoying pop-up.
Then, he contacted Gao Tianhua, General Manager of Purple Crystal Mining Yangsheng Branch Company.
Gao Tianhua was pleasantly surprised.
He knew Ren Zhong was someone who wouldn’t come without a reason.
"Mr. Ren, what brings you here..."
"Mr. Gao, if I retake the Level Six Mining Engineer’s Expert Level certificate exam and graduate with full marks, can Purple Crystal Mining give me some extra citizen credit points beyond the normal rules?"
Gao Tianhua: "That... doesn’t seem to have a precedent."
"Is it impossible?"
Ren Zhong inevitably felt a bit disappointed.
Gao Tianhua: "Besides, it doesn’t seem realistic, Mr. Ren. How long have you been studying?"
"Mr. Gao, just tell me how many points you can give."
"I’ll ask the higher-ups... If you’re genuine about it, given that you’ve already signed a consultant agreement with us, the headquarters might allocate a quota of two hundred million points to you."
Ren Zhong’s eyes lit up, "Great!"
Two hundred million credit points were equivalent to paying two hundred million in taxes, which equals the donation amount of two billion.
...
Day 96, Evening.
Clap!
Ren Zhong swiftly raised his hand and pressed the button beside him indicating the completion of the experiment.
The experiment process scoring commenced.
Before this, he had already achieved full marks in both theoretical and engineering practice exams.