Resurrection Empire-Chapter 1010 - 388: The Rod of Authority

One must admit, perhaps the gene optimization level of the high-ranking citizens is very high, or maybe this woman named Qin Xiang has done some postnatal modifications. This long-haired woman has bright eyebrows and white teeth, slender cheeks, and delicate features, with a kind of beauty that captivates the soul.

If one must rank, Qin Xiang's appearance could be second among all the people Ren Zhong knows, only behind the true face of Chen Hanyu.

Seeing him seemingly staring at her in a daze, Qin Xiang felt secretly delighted and extended a hand, "Hello."

Ren Zhong: "Hello."

The two shook hands simply, and Ren Zhong felt the skin on her hand was delicate and smooth, like solidified fat.

During the handshake, Qin Xiang mischievously bent her finger and quietly scratched his palm.

If it were someone with less self-control, this touch might have been enough to steal their soul.

After letting go, Qin Xiang suddenly blushed and looked at him shyly, "I've heard of your remarkable strength before, indeed you are very strong."

Ren Zhong: "Thank you for the compliment."

As they spoke, Qin Xiang retreated a bit, leaned her head on Ren Zhong's desk, her enticing eyes staring foggily at Ren Zhong from below, lowered her voice, and softly said, "I really want to know what it feels like to be pressed under a warrior as strong as you."

Ren Zhong smiled mischievously, "We can try it another day. But class is starting soon."

Qin Xiang softly murmured an "uh-huh," then sat upright again and quietly made an okay gesture with the hand hidden at her waist. From this angle, Ren Zhong couldn't see it, but others could.

The others caught the signal, all thinking it was a done deal.

Ren Zhong opened the newly issued tablet computer while using his peripheral vision to glance at Qin Xiang and the few other sneaky people in front.

He sighed secretly.

Having just engaged in a life-and-death confrontation with the real power holders of the major groups at the negotiation table, he immediately entered the school to deal with these privileged students who've never experienced life's upheavals. It's truly a split.

After waiting for a while, as Ren Zhong just started to preview the course titled "Introduction to Desolate People Psychology," a middle-aged man entered the classroom.

This man exchanged glances with two students sitting at the front row, giving mutual signals.

Ren Zhong, at the last row, secretly rolled his eyes.

If he's not mistaken, this is yet another trick.

Boring, really boring.

But Ren Zhong thought, maybe in these people's hearts, the level of excitement from such pranks may be far more interesting than the bloodiness in the human nature park?

As expected, the middle-aged teacher announced at the start of the class, "There will be a sudden exam today to verify your study progress this month. This is a closed book exam, the test paper has been sent to your computers. Once the test paper is opened, you cannot exit until submission. Those who fail will be fined one million Source Star Coins, and this score will be included in the semester assessment."

As soon as the teacher said this, the other nineteen pairs of eyes turned uniformly towards Ren Zhong.

Including the middle-aged teacher himself, a total of twenty people stared tightly at Ren Zhong.

But Ren Zhong didn't raise his head at this moment; he continued to scan the textbook in front and swiped his fingers very quickly, seemingly turning pages.

The middle-aged teacher was taken aback and shouted loudly, "Ren Zhong?"

Ren Zhong didn't raise his head, "Got it."

As he spoke, he was still flipping pages.

The middle-aged teacher was surprised, exchanged a look with two accomplices sitting nearby, all showing confusion in their eyes.

According to their plan, Ren Zhong should have questioned this, and then these two people would step out to incite conflict, thereby humiliating Ren Zhong and forcing him to react.

Once it's nearly done, when Ren Zhong concedes, they would pretend to plead for him to escape this ordeal.

Then, the whole set of PUA processes would be complete.

But Ren Zhong didn't follow the script. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The middle-aged teacher thought for a moment, "Alright, we start now."

Time went ticking by.

Unknowingly, an hour and thirty minutes passed.

Some had already submitted the exam early and went out for a walk.

But Ren Zhong had not yet opened the test paper, only focusing on reading the book.

Several people who had submitted the exam stood by the window and stretched their necks to observe Ren Zhong.

One of them glanced at a wrist watch, "Less than fifteen minutes left, he's not starting yet? Is he planning to hand in a blank sheet?"

Just then, Ren Zhong finally swiped the screen aggressively and then put on the Brain Wave Loader.

He started the test.

"What's he doing, fifteen minutes? Can he finish?"

One of them mumbled.

The person beside chimed in, "Wait, look at his hand."

It turned out, at some point, Ren Zhong's right hand was raised, pointed at the window.

He was giving a big middle finger to those observing him from outside.

Several were in bewilderment, mumbling to themselves.

"What does this gesture mean?"