Ren Xiaosu's life suddenly became peaceful. Every morning, after breakfast, he would bring Wang Yuchi and the others to train. He would only stop when Wang Yuchi and the others almost threw up.
While they were training, Luo Lan would lean against the wall and guide them. "You guys are too reckless. It's not systematic or scientific at all."
At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly remembered that Luo Lan used to be an expert in leading troops. He must be good at this. He looked at Luo Lan and said, "Don't just talk. You said that my method is not scientific, but what about yours?"
"Hehe." Luo Lan's small eyes were full of shrewdness. "Don't try to provoke me. You want me to train them? No way!"
"We'll share our food with you," Ren Xiaosu said firmly.
"You're that good?" Luo Lan did not quite believe him.
The difference in the food between the two had long been apparent. The Yang Clan gave Luo Lan and the others steamed buns, cabbage, and salted vegetables, while they gave Ren Xiaosu and the others lavish meat. Ren Xiaosu's living conditions had never been this good. He had chicken drumsticks every day without fail!
When the chicken drumsticks and braised pork were placed on the table, the aroma wafted over the wall. Luo Lan, who was next door, was so hungry that he almost cried!
Ren Xiaosu said, "You're responsible for making a training plan for them and supervising their training. You guys can come over and eat together every day."
There were only four people next door, including Luo Lan. Fatty Luo was here as a negotiator, so he could not bring too many people with him. Therefore, Ren Xiaosu calculated and felt that it would not be a problem to share some food with these four people.
Luo Lan rubbed his hands and smiled. "That's so embarrassing. I'm not doing this to eat your food. My brother, the leader of the Kyung Clan, doesn't need food? I just think that your training plan is not scientific, so I want to help you guys!"
"Yes, yes, yes, you're right." Ren Xiaosu did not have time to argue with him.
"But I'm a little curious. Why did you train them?" Luo Lan was a little curious. "It's not like you're planning on letting them join the army. Even if they train like this, their stamina won't be good, right? Without an organized system, their individual strength won't be able to fight against superhumans."
Ren Xiaosu ignored him. He couldn't possibly say that he wanted Wang Yuchi and the others to accept more nanomachines in the future, right?
Indeed, if it was just training without the nanomachines, there would not be much meaning to Wang Yuchi and the others' training. However, Ren Xiaosu was making them train so that they could better control the nanomachines in the future.
At the very least, he had to reduce the delay to less than 0.1 seconds. Only then could he have effective combat power.
If he had eight nanosoldiers by his side to assist him, it would be quite a significant boost. And it wasn't just eight nanosoldiers. There were also Yan Liuyuan, Li Qingzheng, and the others. The female students were already starting to train on their own.
Initially, Ren Xiaosu did not intend to let the female students participate in combat. But after experiencing so many hardships, they had matured a lot.
As for where the nanomachines would come from, Ren Xiaosu would have to think of a way. Wasn't the Yang Clan also manufacturing nanomachines? Since the palace could get the Li Consortium's nanomachines, it could definitely get the Yang Clan's nanomachines as well.
Ren Xiaosu, who was completely liberated, went to the library every morning. At first, when Ren Xiaosu arrived at the entrance of the library, he realized it was not open yet. It was only at 10 in the morning that he saw a middle-aged man with a bird's nest hairstyle slowly walking in.
When the middle-aged man saw Ren Xiaosu waiting at the entrance, he was taken aback. "You're here to read?"
"Yes." Ren Xiaosu nodded. "Doesn't the sign say the library opens at 8: 30 in the morning?"
"Oh." The middle-aged man said, "People usually only come in the afternoon, and there aren't many of them. So it's fine for me to come a little later. How about this? If you want to come again in the future, give me a call in advance, and I'll open the door for you."
With that, the middle-aged man wrote down a phone number for Ren Xiaosu. It was his house's landline.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt a little puzzled. Why was this different from what Wang Yuchi had said? With the library's defenses, anyone could come in to read books. Why would they need a library card?
Meanwhile, the middle-aged man wondered which family's child had come from. Why did he suddenly vow to study hard during the winter break and strive to become a useful pillar of the stronghold? In a few days, this child's enthusiasm would probably die down.
His neighbor's child was always like this. During the holidays, he would come up with a lot of study plans for himself. If the plans were successful, this child would definitely become an academic powerhouse of his generation and contribute to humanity's progress.
But a plan was still just a plan.
When the library was first built, the Yang Clan even sent soldiers to guard it. This was to prevent people from stealing or stealing the books. But later, they realized the stronghold's residents did not even bother reading books after they graduated from high school. Instead, when a small-time celebrity in the stronghold released a new song, there would be a huge crowd at the entrance of the press conference.
So gradually, only the middle-aged man was left to guard the library.
The next day, in order to prevent yesterday's situation from happening again, Ren Xiaosu woke up and called the middle-aged man at 7 AM to get him to open the door.
On the third day, it was still the same.
It wasn't until the tenth day that the middle-aged man realized something was wrong. When he opened the door in the morning, he stopped Ren Xiaosu and said, "Wait a minute!"
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. "What's the matter?"
The middle-aged man, who had dark circles under his eyes from playing mahjong all night, said through clenched teeth, "Don't you need to rest every day?"
"It's not tiring to read." Ren Xiaosu was puzzled. "What's there to rest about?"
"I'll be honest with you." The middle-aged man said, "It wasn't easy for me, An Yuqian, to save up some money to get this position. I heard that the job of a librarian is easy and that I don't have to work from dawn to dusk. But now that you're here, I feel like I've gone back to ten years ago!"
Ren Xiaosu looked at An Yuqian in a daze. "Then what should I do?"
"Look, shouldn't you treat me to breakfast?" An Yuqian said with a dark expression.
Ren Xiaosu scrutinized An Yuqian. "Don't tell me you're so poor that you don't even have the money to eat breakfast?"
"Hahaha." An Yuqian threw his head back and laughed. "Kid, you actually said I don't have the money to eat breakfast. In the end, you were right …."
With a slap, Ren Xiaosu slapped a ten-yuan note into An Yuqian's hand. "Go and have breakfast. I won't be joining you. I'm still in a rush to read."
Wang Yuchi and the others only came to the library in the afternoon and studied from 1 PM to 6 PM. As the books in the library could not be borrowed, they could only read in the library.
Ren Xiaosu felt that since he was not as good at studying as Wang Yuchi and the others, he would have to work twice as hard to make up for it.
When An Yuqian wiped his mouth after breakfast and returned to the library, he deliberately took a look at Ren Xiaosu. In the huge library, only Ren Xiaosu was sitting quietly at his desk. The only sound in the library was the sound of him flipping through the pages of a book.
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