Ninth class citizen

Chapter 312 Is it okay to choose both?
“You wouldn’t…” Sang Ye looked at her worriedly: “Murder is a capital offense.”

"What are you thinking about?" Nan Rong said calmly. "Don't worry, I'm just sending them a little further away so as not to disturb my rest."

Incidentally, he used his hypnotic superpowers to influence the boys' memories, making them forget what happened that night.

"Now, let's treat your injury."

For these superficial injuries, soaking in the mechanism gene optimization solution once is sufficient to solve the problem.

However, the worst medicine Nan Rong had was still a Tier 1 F-grade universal gene repair agent.

Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut has resulted in an unusually good effect. In just a few minutes, the boy had fully recovered.

"I can't come up with that much money right now." He lowered his head and transferred 483 Hope Coins to Nan Rong: "This is all my savings. I'll pay you back the rest slowly."

"The medicine is a gift from me." Nan Rong refused payment and said gently, "You only need to answer a few questions for me."

Sang Ye raised his head blankly, his eyes full of confusion.

"How old are you this year?" Nan Rong chuckled, pouring a steaming cup of natural stone skin animal milk and handing it to him. "What kind of place is that agricultural training base?"

The stone-skinned beast's milk emitted a rich milky aroma, stimulating the boy's hungry stomach.

The agricultural training base raises many stone-skinned beasts, and he often induces their reproduction, so he naturally recognizes this nutritious beverage.

It is not cheap; a 250-gram bottle costs as much as 10 Hope Coins. Only families with two or more adult workers would be able to order Stone Skin Beast Milk for their children.

People like Lin Zi often enjoy drinking this beverage on the shuttle bus to the agricultural training base.

At times, he would laugh loudly and pour the animal milk over Sang Ye's head.

Sang Ye did not actually show as much disgust as he did towards this humiliating behavior.

Because only at that moment could he secretly savor the taste of the stone-skinned beast's milk by licking his lips.

Sweet, fragrant, and with a long-lasting aftertaste.

It was a wonderful flavor he didn't deserve.

Sang Ye looked away with difficulty: "Thank you, but I can't drink this. It will give me a rash."

This was information he received from the Yellow Belt Sect: a very small number of people experienced adverse reactions after drinking the milk of the Stone Skin Beast.

Calm, dark eyes swept over him, detached and indifferent, as if they had seen right through him.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to lie to a gene optimization master?" Nan Rong stuffed the Stone Skin Beast Milk into Sang Ye's hand, then got up and brought over a plate of golden-brown round bread, placing it on the small table in front of him.

“Eat,” she said. “Hunger is a normal reaction after using the gene repair agent.”

The small round bread was spread with a thin layer of honey, giving off an irresistible sweet aroma.

The boy couldn't hold back any longer and began to wolf down the food.

After having eaten and drunk her fill, Nan Rong learned a lot about the City of Hope and the agricultural training base from him.

There are no schools in the City of Hope. Children over ten years old need to go to the agricultural training base every day to learn planting and work in the fields.

Children who show combat talent during their growth will be taken to a combat training base for intensive training.

Children with non-combat superpowers or exceptional intelligence will also be taken away for specialized training.

Ordinary people who haven't awakened any special talents must work at the agricultural training base until they are twenty-five years old before they are eligible to switch to other jobs. While all the jobs seem to have the same salary standards, everyone knows that there are still significant differences between them.

Agricultural training bases are tough and tiring. Unlike combat professionals who are qualified to go out and fight on spaceships, or urban management officers and police officers who have real power, agricultural training bases are not like the few special types of superhumans who can stay in a leisurely and carefree place to enjoy life.

Even if they leave the agricultural training base after the age of 25, they can only be assigned to places such as mines or energy bar synthesis factories, continuing to work like beasts of burden from morning till night.

However, the number of extraordinary individuals like Sang Ye who awakened life-enhancing abilities and were still retained at the agricultural training base is extremely small.

And that's why he became just like Lin Zi, an ordinary person, a tool for venting his dissatisfaction.

Of course, if his parents were still alive, those people might not be as unscrupulous as they are now.

But he was all alone, and according to the standards for juvenile training workers, he could only earn 200 Hope Coins per month.

Sang Ye lived a very frugal life, with no extra money to make friends, and no one to stand up for him even when he was bullied.

Even though the role he played at the agricultural training base was stronger than that of hundreds or thousands of ordinary people.

After all, those people cannot make large areas of crops mature ahead of time, nor can they accelerate the development of livestock.

But rules are rules. No matter how capable an individual is, they must be treated equally in terms of income and benefits, and not a penny more.

However, after his abilities were awakened, the entire agricultural training base received numerous commendations from higher-ups for doubling its output.

The former base director was subsequently transferred to the City State Administration Bureau, where he became a powerful deputy director.

It was probably for this reason that he instructed Huang to take good care of Sang Ye.

However, this kind of care only aroused more jealousy and dissatisfaction.

If Nan Rong hadn't offered a helping hand, Sang Ye would certainly be in grave danger.

"So what are your plans now?" Nan Rong asked.

“I don’t know.” Sang Ye lowered his head: “Linzi’s father works at the police station. I once reported it to the police, but the officers said I was making a false accusation. They even went to the agricultural training base to ask them to discipline me more strictly.”

“I can help you once, but I can’t help you a second time.” Nan Rong sighed. “In the end, you still have to stand on your own two feet.”

“But what else can I do besides endure it?” Sang Ye said helplessly.

"I've come up with two feasible options for you," Nan Rong said.

First, you can come and work at my shop.

"I need an apprentice to help me manage the shop and sell the synthesized potions, and also to help me cultivate rare plant materials."

"In return, I will not only pay your salary, but also find ways to improve your physical fitness and teach you how to purify the original solution. If you are lucky, you will be able to synthesize the potion yourself in the future and become a gene optimizer."

As Nan Rong spoke, she carefully observed Sang Ye's expression.

His face was full of longing, but he didn't agree immediately. Instead, after she finished speaking, he cautiously asked, "I'd like to hear about the second option."

"I'll give you a gene-enhancing agent directly. After using it, it will greatly improve your supernatural abilities and other physical attributes. In addition, I will teach you how to properly use growth-inducing supernatural abilities."

Nan Rong paused here, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes:
"Who says that inducing childbirth is just a purely life skill?"

Sang Ye fell silent. He lowered his eyes and thought for a long while before asking Nan Rong, "Could I choose both?"