Poorer Deserted City residents and those without savings from the Qi Mountain Tribe can first find a place to settle.
Ren Zhong thought silently in his heart.
Last time, the Deserted City residents here were dragged onto the Mengdu Group’s airships like livestock. This time, they work diligently, filled with endless hopes for the future.
Last time, countless large construction machines leveled this place. This time, there are also many construction machines here, but they are building rather than destroying.
I did it.
I no longer have to say sorry to anyone.
"By the way, where are the citizens in the town? I haven’t seen them much these past two days?"
Ren Zhong asked.
Ma Dafu shook his head, "They’re all hiding at home, afraid to come out."
"Oh? Isn’t there no voting process? The Deserted City residents shouldn’t hold a grudge against them, right? What are they afraid of?"
Ma Dafu smiled, "Perhaps they have a guilty conscience."
"Guilty conscience? Could it be that these people are still afraid to face the Deserted City residents? Is this reasonable?"
Ma Dafu shook his head, "Of course not, they are afraid of you."
Ren Zhong grinned, "Afraid of me? It’s good if they’re afraid. It’s a good thing they still know fear."
Ma Dafu looked at Ren Zhong’s dark velvet pangolin skin sleeves, and then at his own.
He glanced at the central monitor behind him and said, "Let’s chat downstairs in the reception room."
"Alright."
After going downstairs, Ren Zhong looked around, "Where is Teacher Ma?"
"Went to the county to adjust his equipment."
"Oh. Old Ma, if you have something to say, just say it."
Ma Dafu took a sip of tea, "I can feel that you’re different from ordinary people."
"Of course, is it my extraordinary talent?"
Ma Dafu stiffened, "You do have talent, but I’m talking about something else."
"What?"
"Let’s not talk about that for now. What do you think about my daughter?"
Ren Zhong decisively commented, "Chivalrous and brave, a heroine among women!"
Ma Dafu smiled, "Ma Xiaoling is not that young anymore..."
Ren Zhong was quick-witted, "Well, she’s not that old either."
"Do you like her?"
"Uh... Old Ma, you this..."
"I’m not young either."
Ren Zhong took two steps back, "Old Ma, it’s not that I dislike Teacher Ma, on the contrary, I quite like her. But our relationship is like siblings! You want me to sleep with a sibling, I can’t do it!"
Ma Dafu was stunned for a long time, "Are you really not considering it for the sake of your offspring’s intelligence?"
Ren Zhong: "Uh..."
After a long pause, Ren Zhong chuckled, "To be honest, Old Ma, you really do have some self-awareness."
Ma Dafu rolled his eyes, "Ah, let’s leave it at that. It doesn’t really matter. As long as she’s happy."
"That’s true."
A moment of silence passed, and Ma Dafu suddenly asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Old Ma isn’t stupid.
From Ren Zhong’s different attitude towards Deserted City residents and citizens, he gradually read many things, somewhat similar to himself, but seemingly further along,
This step made him feel uneasy inside.
Ren Zhong grinned, "Old Ma, have you ever heard of sympathy that goes no further than sympathy?"
"What?"
"Let me tell you..."
After a long time.
Ma Dafu, dumbfounded, fell into a long silence.
His face turned somewhat pale.
"Ren Zhong, do you know how the Nameless City disappeared?"
Ma Dafu’s voice was hoarse as he spoke slowly.
Ren Zhong sat up straight, "I’m eager to hear."