Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1131 438: Everyone Will Find Their Place

About twenty minutes later, Ren Zhong saw Bai Feng in another villa.

In the previous more than three thousand timelines, Bai Feng, who possessed Mistletoe abilities, had already demonstrated his capabilities.

Even as Ren Zhong expanded the candidate pool and started seeking reinforcements from outside, Bai Feng, as a Level Eight Armored Soldier, still qualified to be one of the thirteen Ultimate Warriors in the "Battle of the White Sphere".

Bai Feng's strength and potential were evident.

But Bai Feng also paid a price.

As the usage of the Mistletoe ability became more frequent, the degree of armorization deepened. Bai Feng's physique grew taller, a colossal horned layer akin to a sword-toothed dragon emerged from his back, and his skin was covered with scales in deep red and brown with gelatinous structures. His originally eagle-clawed hands became more slender, and his nails took on an alloy-like texture, increasingly resembling less and less a human.

To prevent causing alarm to ordinary people, Bai Feng now seldom goes outside, usually only gathering with his original hunting team. Occasionally when he does go out, he always wears thick coverings to avoid detection.

Ren Zhong once advised him, telling him that although the Mistletoe ability gave him unlimited growth potential, it also came with immense pain and the grave cost of dehumanization.

Bai Feng stubbornly refused Ren Zhong's advice.

Ren Zhong asked him why.

Bai Feng answered, "I don't have battle talents like you, Brother Ren, nor do I have other skills like Zheng Tian, Chen Han, Yu Wenlei, or Ou Youning. I'm not even good at interacting with people. I only know how to fight. It was you, Brother Ren, who opened up a new life for me, who would've rotted at the bottom in Starfire Town. I want to follow in your footsteps, like everyone else, and become useful to you, and to make sure my life wasn't lived in vain, I can only choose to become stronger at any cost like I am now. I lost the life of an ordinary person, but I gained strength. I can stay in most of the time, but when the group has combat needs, I'll definitely make you proud. This transaction is very worth it."

Seeing this, Ren Zhong no longer tried to persuade him.

This time, Ren Zhong didn't talk much with Bai Feng and soon left.

Unlike others, Bai Feng wouldn't even choose to pursue suspended animation.

His choice was to spend the next ten years aging right here.

He is a fighter, and he can only fight, always maintaining combat readiness, and becoming one of the core guardians of the Ren Group.

...

"Yujin, congratulations! This little guy looks so adorable, there's such a spirited look in his eyes. His future achievements won't be beneath yours."

Ren Zhong said cheerfully, holding a doll-like little child in his arms.

The little guy was about seven or eight months old, chubby and bright-eyed, curiously staring at Ren Zhong.

In this timeline, it's the first time Ren Zhong has seen the little guy.

But in past timelines, he had seen Hu Yang holding this little fellow named Yu Wen, sending Yujin off many times.

Beside him, Hu Yang, looking rosy-faced, remarked emotionally, "Usually Yu Wen is very wary and never lets anyone hold him, but for the first time meeting you, President Ren, he's quietly stayed in your arms without crying or fussing, truly amazing."

Next to them, Yujin also looked at the side of Ren Zhong's face with emotion, "It must be because of Mr. Ren's innate friendliness that Yu Wen behaves like that."

Over the years, the once young man slowly transformed into today's father.

Time erased his immaturity and rawness, and years of rigorous training and hardships slightly darkened his once pale skin, his once thinner-than-a-gun barrel forearm now muscle-built with veins clearly visible.

His demeanor no longer carried the arrogance and resentment of the past, now imbued with maturity and warmth.

About a year ago, Yujin lost his mother.

The killer was none other than time.

Ren Zhong attended the funeral at the time.

There was not much sadness at the funeral; everything came naturally, flowing smoothly.

Yujin had no objections to this; he just calmly bade farewell to his mother.

This is the thousand-year-old customary tradition on Source Star.

To die naturally at an age close to forty, with a peaceful end, is considered a great blessing.

At the funeral, it was only Ren Zhong and Sun Miao who silently clenched their fists.

These two knew the truth of the matter.