Chapter 1498: Chapter 563: Generous Reward, Sequence Chosen One No. 1001_3

After that, Marvill walked to the very front of the high platform again.

This real helmsman of the forces under the Marquis Zhenjiang, the "Regent King" in the practical sense, likewise enjoyed extremely high fame.

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, the crowd below had already started cheering in advance.

Sure enough, Marvell Louis announced on the spot that all citizens who had participated in today’s enfeoffment ceremony would be granted a reward of five years’ exemption from personal basic income tax, which was a very tangible concession.

As soon as Marvill said this, the cheers from below thundered even louder.

Then Marvill announced the dismissal of the assembly, and today’s ceremony officially came to an end.

After dealing with these trivial matters, Marvill brought Ren Zhong to a residence in the central area of Wangjiang City and said, "Because it’ll take some time for the Marquis to re-enter the semi-freeze mode, Seven-Seven will need about another hour before she can resume operation. Brother Ren Zhong, please wait a bit."

Ren Zhong first gave a brief acknowledgement, then added, "I don’t know if Brother Marvill you can tell me what exactly is going on with the Marquis? You know, although life medicine is not my specialty, I’ve dabbled in it a bit myself, and I’m especially good at brainstorming when inspiration strikes. So if I can know the specific situation, maybe I can be of some help. Even if I can’t think of anything for now, if we have the relevant experts in the Red Blade Science Academy file a project later and spend some time on it, we’re bound to get some lead."

After listening to his volunteering, Marvill did not feel that this was an act of offense, and simply said, "To be honest, before the Marquis officially woke up, she had already mentioned this possibility to me through Seven-Seven."

"What possibility?"

"She said that once you observed the anomalies on her body up close, you would definitely, out of a scientific worker’s instinct, try to see whether you could help. She knows Brother Ren Zhong, this is just how you are."

"The Marquis really does know me." Ren Zhong let out a small sound of assent, not bothering with modest courtesies.

Marvill shook his head helplessly. "But she clearly told me that I didn’t need to ask you for help on this matter. It’s not that she doesn’t trust you or is afraid of some so-called information leak, but that after all, it’s already been so many years, and her cooperation with the Royal Academy of Sciences has also lasted for many years. Since even the Royal Academy of Sciences has no good solution, having you and your people invest limited energy into this is probably useless, and would only waste your scientific productivity for nothing. What she hopes from you most right now is that the Red Blade Clan can grow strong as quickly as possible. Although this illness of the Marquis is getting more and more serious, there should be no problem holding out until the next full-scale war."

"So that’s how it is. The Marquis’s considerations are indeed thorough; in that case I won’t insist." Ren Zhong shook his head noncommittally.

No matter how smooth Marvill’s words were, and even though he phrased it as being for Ren Zhong’s sake, Ren Zhong knew that, essentially, when you stripped it down, it still came down to the Marquis Zhenjiang not believing in his and the Red Blade Clan’s capabilities.

This was reasonable.

How many years of history does the Red Blade Clan have?

And how deep is the foundation of the Royal Academy of Sciences?

Ren Zhong waited a full hour before Seven-Seven finally arrived, fashionably late.

Seeing this, Marvill took his leave first.

The conference room reverted to just Ren Zhong and Seven-Seven alone.

Now that he had finally seen the true body of Marquis Jin Shi, when Ren Zhong looked again at the bionic Seven-Seven, he actually no longer felt the familiarity he had before; instead, he subconsciously wanted to keep a bit of distance, and only said very politely, "I greet you, Marquis."

Unexpectedly, Seven-Seven just raised a brow. "Don’t call me Marquis, call me Seven-Seven."

Ren Zhong: "Alright."

Seven-Seven went on, "Today you not only received the Earldom with the highest score in history, but also became a Sequence Chosen One. It’s a double-happiness day. Aren’t you going to do something festive to celebrate?"

Ren Zhong: "What festive thing?"

Seven-Seven blinked. "Let me attend your bed? Given my true face, I should at least be pleasing enough to your eye, right?"

Ren Zhong: "Huh?"

"Also, that Chen Hanyu you mentioned earlier—who is she? You actually mistook me for someone else? Is there another woman in this world as beautiful as I am?"

Ren Zhong was dumbfounded.

This was way too flashy.

"Seven-Seven, don’t joke around."

At these words, Seven-Seven actually showed a slightly annoyed expression. "Sometimes I really don’t know what’s going on in your head. You’ve been granted a hundred and fifty Planet Systems as your Origin fief. Then you should know that, for your Red Blade Clan, the primary task in the coming period is no longer developing technology and productivity and such, but rapidly boosting your population. Only with more people can you create more possibilities."

"As the leader of a clan, you should naturally lead by example. Where does this whole abstinence thing fit in, right? Think about it: if you’re this reserved, your loyal subordinates around you will inevitably be influenced by you and follow suit. By then, the people closest to you, the most talented ones, will leave behind only a small number of descendants. Instead, it’ll be the unaccomplished lower classes who reproduce wildly, causing the overall average quality of the population to keep deteriorating. Is that what you want? Am I wrong in my reasoning?"

Ren Zhong: "Huh?"

He actually wanted to tell her.

It’s not that I don’t want to—it’s that I can’t.

But then he realized something else and immediately said, "Speaking of which, as far as I know, you also seem to be single, Marquis?"

Seven-Seven: "I’m a woman, I get to be picky. Anyway, I only have one genetic cell a month; my body won’t allow for more. You’re different. You’re a man. You produce hundreds of millions of genetic cells every day."

Ren Zhong: "You..."

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